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

Under the night, the moon shadow is hazy.

It seems to be extremely tender, but at the same time it also conceals the murderous aura.

In the back house of Xu Mansion, two men were standing and squatting next to a small well.

There seemed to be a small distance between them, but the spirit of competition between the two seemed to be condensing.

Mu Rong seemed to be leisurely, with a smile on his lips: "In addition to bending the bow and shooting arrows, General Chu's hands can also hold soap locusts."

Chu He, who was squatting by the well, continued to wash the clothes in the basin without raising his head.

"When old friends meet, why does General Chu ignore him? This is not the etiquette of a first-grade military prince." In his previous life, Chu He was named a first-grade Xuanping Hou at the end of the second year after Wu Tianqi ascended the throne.

"Did you admit the wrong person? There are only Chu guards here, where is the General Chu?"

Mu Rong knelt down and looked at him levelly: "Based on the everlasting relationship between you and me in our previous life, how could I admit my mistake?"

Chu He finally put down his work, raised his head and looked at Mu Rong, without moving for a long time.

After the death of Xu Rongrong in his previous life, Mu Rong chased Chu He dozens of times, taking the risk of being exposed at any time!

And Chu He...as the sword in Wu Tianqi's hand, was ordered to assassinate Mu Rong and the Mu family army nearly a hundred times.

In that short period of two years.

They track, game, assassinate, and counterattack each other, and they are constantly going on.

Two people who are evenly matched can't tell each other apart for a moment.

Because he knew too many secrets about Wu Tianqi, Chu He was eventually tricked into poisoning him and executed in secret.

When he tried his best to break through the encirclement and find Mu Rong, he was speechless.

He widened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Mu Rong silently, the blood pouring out of his mouth almost suffocating him.

He stared at Mu Rong and said to him with bright red lips: Revenge.

Therefore, what Mu Rong said just now is appropriate.

The past lives of the two of them.

They are rivals, constantly gaming and sniping.

So, with just one look, they can see through each other.

A yellow leaf slowly fell from the withered treetop. The evening wind carried it and fell between them, breaking the silence of the moment.

Mu Rong was caught off guard.

He turned his palm into a blade and struck Chuhe head-on.

Chu He dodged and retreated, and as he fell, two flying knives appeared at his fingertips.

He rushed to attack Mu Rong's armpit, but was dodged by the opponent.

Mu Rong turned his hand into a claw and grabbed Chu He's right hand.

One lift, one lift, one lift.

The flying knife in Chu He's right hand fell to the ground.

"ding dong" sound.

"Tell me! What did you do to get in with her?" Mu Rong looked at Chuhe with burning eyes.

Chu He didn't expect that his evenly matched opponent in his previous life would suddenly become so powerful!

He gritted his teeth and said, “She invited me here.

Mu Rong snorted coldly: "Do you think I'm stupid? If you hadn't deliberately approached her, how could she have come to you?"

He seemed to remember something:

"I'm afraid that the time she was in danger was also a trap set by you, right?"

"I said that with Mu Ai's skills, there would be no opponent in the capital who could suppress him like this. It turns out it's you!"

Chu He did not deny it. He despised Mu Rong: "You are just the trash under my command. To deal with him, I don't have to take any action at all."

Mu Rong's eyes widened angrily: "You are still so stubborn! Do you know that the injury you caused her has not healed yet!"

Thinking of Xu Rongrong's slightly shaky appearance when he got out of the car today, Mu Rong couldn't help but tear the man in front of him to pieces.

These words gave Chu He a heavy blow.

He suddenly lost his composure: "Yes...it was indeed my miscalculation."

"I didn't expect that those idiots couldn't even control the carriage."

Chu He suddenly withdrew his inner strength and stopped attacking, which made Mu Rong a little confused.

He frowned and asked, "What is your purpose of deliberately trying to sneak into Xu Mansion?"

"If I said that I wanted to make up for the big mistakes I made in my previous life, would you believe it?" Chu He laughed at himself.

Mu Rong was speechless.

In the end, he also let go of his hand: "She doesn't resent you, otherwise she wouldn't have healed your brother, let alone let you live in your home."

Mu Rong's words finally confirmed Chu He's suspicion: "So, she is... also the same person in her previous life? She has also been reborn?"

Mu Rong nodded. It would only be a matter of time before Chuhe could sneak into Rongrong's side and discover the truth.

Simply stop hiding it from him.

But Chu He didn't understand. He frowned slightly: "But if that's true...you treated her like that in your previous life, why is she still willing to get engaged to you?"

"I used tricks." This time it was Mu Rong who laughed at himself, "Besides, she didn't know that I was reborn."

"You...?" Chu He was confused at first, but then he figured it out. It turned out that Lord Mu also knew that he had broken her heart in his previous life.

He sneered and said: "No wonder you were so seriously injured in the hunting ground. It turned out that you didn't want her to be suspicious. I didn't expect that the dignified Weiyuan Hou could be so timid."

Mu Rong didn't take it seriously and replied: "I am timid, but... do you dare to say it?"

Chuhe: "..."

Indeed, he did not dare to say it.

When Mu Rong saw that he was silent, he didn't want to pester him anymore.

He glanced at the room: "I will protect her in this life, so I won't worry about you. From tomorrow on, you can leave the Xu Mansion. Your brother's illness will be treated by an imperial doctor for you."

"I won't leave. A gentleman's promise is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold."

Mu Rong was furious: "..."

Just as he was about to say more, a girl's voice came from outside the courtyard: "Chuhe, have you gone to bed?"

It was Xu Rongrong's voice.

Mu Rong was shocked. He didn't have time to think too much, and immediately jumped onto the roof and disappeared into the vast night.

Chu He looked up at the place where he disappeared and sneered: Coward!

After that, he quickly dipped his hand in the basin with some water and went to open the door: "Why is the eldest lady here?"

Xu Rongrong smiled and took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve: "I was so busy during the day that I forgot about this important matter. This is a pill to relieve cough. I consulted the doctor in the palace to prepare it. I have asked someone to ask the doctor for help." Hospital Director Shi Liao has checked it, and if you are willing, you can try it on Chu Yun."

Chu He wiped his hands on his clothes and took the medicine bottle: "Thank you, Miss."

"That's right. Now that you are living in my house, I naturally have to take more care of you." Xu Rongrong said with a smile and looked into the courtyard, "I just... seemed to hear someone talking?"

Chu He looked back and said, "Maybe it's Chu Yun. He's been feeling better recently, but he was a little too playful and didn't want to go to bed early, so I said a few words to him."

Xu Rongrong did not doubt that he was there, and looked at the clothes waiting to be washed in the yard: "Leave these things to the servants."

Chu He declined: "It's just a few clothes, just a casual thing."

Knowing that Chu He had a strong temper, Xu Rongrong stopped insisting, said a few words and went back.

Seeing her back swaying slightly as she walked, Chu He's eyes darkened.

On the roof not far away, Mu Rong had a panoramic view of everything:

Chu He's treatment of Rong Rong... seems to be more than just atonement?

And Rong Rong... actually smiled at him so many times.

Mu Rong felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.