The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

More than half of the people in the hunting palace went out to hunt.

Only the chirping of the cicadas was left.

Because the weather was sultry and hot, Xu Rongrong opened the tent door, and she sat in front of the case, carefully tracing the shape of the blood stem grass, thoughtfully.

Bloodgrass has a special characteristic, that is, there must be another rare herb within dozens of miles: Yuhong.

It can coagulate instantly when exposed to blood, making it a holy healing product.

But ten miles to the south from the steep slope is Lieshan Mountain. Wild beasts are rampant in the mountain, and it is probably difficult to find Yuhongcao.

She curled the ends of her hair impatiently with the pen, feeling a little irritated.

Mu Rong just stood outside the tent and looked at her quietly, looking at the relaxed smile on her brows, the frown on her brows, and the playful look on her curly hair.

Wen Yao first noticed the person outside the door and stood up to salute: "I have met the Marquis."

Mu Rong had no choice but to come in. He was now wearing lavender riding clothes, and the sun shone on his back, making his entire silhouette shine.

It's just...Xu Rongrong frowned: "Master Hou blocked my light."

Mu Rong didn't take it seriously. He came over with a smile and squatted next to her desk: "The weather is so nice, why bother staying in the tent? How about I take you out to ride a horse?"

His approach made Xu Rongrong retreat out of habit: "My daughter doesn't know how to ride a horse, so Lord Marquis can go on his own."

Ever since he met Xu Rongrong again, Mu Rong knew what perseverance meant.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled Xu Rongrong up from behind the desk: "It doesn't matter, you and I can ride together, and I can also teach you."

Thinking of the place he had just been to, Xu Rongrong subconsciously broke away: "Don't bother me, Mr. Marquis, my daughter is happy."

After saying that, she rubbed her hands on her clothes twice.

Seeing such a small gesture in Mu Rong's eyes, it made his heart move slightly. He held Xu Rongrong's hand: "I went to Qingyang County Chief's tent to tell her that if she and Cheng Jintong have another chance, I will not Let them go, that's all. I didn't do anything else, and I never touched her, so don't dislike me."

Xu Rongrong wanted to break away, but Mu Rong held him tighter.

His gaze was even more intense, as if he was confessing something.

Xu Rongrong didn't want to hear the details of his breakup with Lin Jiaoyue, so she turned her face away and said, "Master Hou has a distinguished status. It's up to you to say or do what you like with others. You don't have to explain it to me."

"How can that be done? I remember every word of what you said to the Third Princess yesterday. You said that husband and wife should explain everything clearly to avoid misunderstandings and suspicions. Naturally, I will explain everything clearly to you. .”

Xu Rongrong sneered: "But there is no misunderstanding between me and Mr. Hou."

"Yes, there are many misunderstandings between you and me..." Mu Rong put her hand against his heart, "Listen carefully, it screams of grievance."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

"Now you are the only one in my heart and eyes, and there is no room for anyone else." As he spoke, his gaze was so intense that her cheeks burned.

Xu Rongrong coughed lightly: "Isn't the Marquis going to ride a horse?"

Mu Rong smiled and said: "Let's do it together."

Mu Rong moved very quickly and took her out of the tent in a blink of an eye. Mu Ai had already led a maroon war horse and was waiting there.

Wen Yao hurried out and Mu Rong took the reins and glanced at Mu Ai.

The latter understood immediately and stepped in front of Wen Yao: "The Marquis is teaching the eldest lady to ride a horse. You don't know how to do it. Why are you getting involved?"

Wen Yao avoided him: "The slave can't abandon the young lady."

Mu Ai stood in front of her again: "Your young ladies are already waiting to get married and need some free space! Come on, I'll take you to play."

"I won't go...you let go...you let me go..."

Mu Ai carried Wen Yao and headed in the opposite direction.

Looking at the maroon horse in front of her, Xu Rongrong knew what Mu Rong was thinking about, but she didn't want to ride with him.

But she also saw Mu Rong's stubbornness and knew that she couldn't avoid it, so she simply chose to go to the stable to pick another horse.

The two of them walked not far away and bumped into the third prince Wu Tianxiao and the third prince's concubine Mu Qianyin.

"Where are you going, brother Rong?" Wu Tianxiao asked him with a smile.

"I'm going to teach Rong Rong how to ride a horse."

When Xu Rongrong saw Mu Qianyin, she felt as if she had seen a savior: "I heard that the third imperial concubine is good at martial arts. Why don't you let the third imperial concubine teach me?"

Just as Mu Qianyin was about to nod, Wu Tianxiao rushed to answer: "She can't do it today."

"Why?"

"Her legs are shaking." Wu Tianxiao was quite proud.

Mu Qianyin: "..."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

Mu Rong: "..." The third prince seemed to be showing off something.

No matter how generous Mu Qianyin was, she couldn't help but blush at this moment, and she turned around and left in shame.

Wu Tianxiao quickly followed: "Why are you angry again?"

The two of them gradually drifted away, lingering sounds lingering:

"I'm letting you talk nonsense! Get out of the tent tonight."

"How could I be talking nonsense? You just shouted that your legs were shaking..."

"I mean...how can I say this kind of thing in front of Brother Rong and Rong Rong!"

"Madam, don't be shy, they won't understand! Even though Brother Rong is tall, he doesn't understand at all!"

"..."

Mu Rong, who actually knows everything: "..."

……

There are many ponies in the stable for people to practice riding. One of them is a pure white pony that is very cute.

Xu Rongrong fell in love with it at first sight.

"What's its name?" Xu Rongrong gently fiddled with its hair with her fingers.

"If I reply to Miss Xu, it doesn't have a name, so please give me a name." Huan Ma Lang, who was in charge of caring for the horse in the stable, had a smile on his face.

"Forget it, why bother with naming it?" Xu Rongrong patted it on its back.

Huan Ma Lang quickly straightened the saddle and bridle for her.

Xu Rongrong was dressed in a moon-white riding costume, with her long hair tied behind her head. She looked light and cool riding on the back of this white pony.

Mu Rong was stunned when he saw her on the horse for the first time.

"What are you looking at, Lord Marquis?" Xu Rongrong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him.

"I have discovered a human elf." Mu Rong boasted straightforwardly.

Huan Malang: "..."

He might as well say goodbye.

This was what Mu Rong wanted: his wife naturally wanted to teach him.

Mu Rong personally held the horse for her, comforted her, and led her out of the stable.

It wasn't until she relaxed a little that he turned over on his mount: "Don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

It’s just because of you that it’s even harder.

The little white horse is already a veteran in serving newcomers. It also feels that the person on its back is unusual. If something goes wrong, it is afraid that the person next to it will not let it go, so it paces lightly and slowly, allowing Xu Rongrong to gradually adapt.

Xu Rongrong was less anxious and quickly mastered the essentials of riding a horse.

Not long after, he was able to ride his horse at a small canter.

After discovering the joy of horse riding, some unhappiness was temporarily forgotten, and a smile appeared on Xu Rongrong's face.

She flicked her riding whip, her brows and eyes filled with excitement.

Mu Rong looked on, the corners of his mouth rising involuntarily.

Although the "72 Styles of Chasing a Wife" states: If you are riding a horse, it is best for two people to ride together and let the horse gallop. In this way, the woman will become dependent on the man under the bumps and panic, which will help to heat up the relationship.

However, compared to the intimacy gained in that way, Mu Rong preferred her heroic appearance now.

I figured that book was of no use, so I might as well destroy it when I go back.