Chapter 33
After two weeks of anxious waiting, Rong Rong finally received a reply from Du Shaofeng.
As expected of Prince Yu's greatest enemy, even though Rong Rong was trapped in Prince Yu's mansion, Du Shaofeng was still able to contact her.
Rong Rong happily read through the letter, skipping over all the nonsense, and only felt relieved after seeing the words "I will pick you up soon".
"Just wait and see," Rong Rong said calmly as she burned the letter to ashes, erasing all traces.
Beside her, Qingluo, who had witnessed everything, remained unmoved.
She had said long ago that her life already belonged to the princess, and now her mistress was the princess.
It must be said that Du Shaofeng is indeed capable. He even found out everything that happened at the Treasure Pavilion and sought out people like Qingluo.
Moreover, we must thank Prince Yu for his jealousy. Although he assigned secret guards to Rong Rong, he forbade them from spying on her room.
And so, one day when Prince Yu was busy with court affairs, Rong Rong was secretly taken out of Prince Yu's residence.
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"Stop the car! This isn't the way to the Du residence!" Through the curtains, Rong Rong realized they seemed to be heading out of the city and quickly called for a stop.
"Reporting to Madam, the Marquis has instructed that you go to the villa to hide for a few days. He will personally bring you back to the manor in the future."
Yuanwu rode his horse alongside the carriage, showing no intention of stopping.
Rong Rong frowned, a sense of foreboding rising within her. "I want to see Du Shaofeng!"
"I will report to the Marquis." Yuan Wu's voice was devoid of emotion, giving Rong Rong an overwhelming sense of indifference.
Rong Rong remained silent for the rest of the journey. She didn't want to make a futile struggle and would wait for Du Shaofeng to arrive before making any further statements.
Rong Rong's silence surprised Yuan Wu for a moment; he had thought that his first wife was very difficult to deal with.
Although Rong Rong's beauty is now known throughout the world, Yuan Wu, who already knows what Rong Rong has done to their master, naturally has no good feelings towards her. In his heart, he has already decided that she is a vain and venomous beauty.
Just as the carriage reached the city gate, it arrived at a villa on the outskirts of the capital.
This villa is not under the Du family's name, but under Du Shaofeng's private name. No one knows about it; it is a place that Du Shaofeng specially found to avoid being noticed.
"Madam, we have arrived," Yuanwu coldly reminded him.
Rong Rong waited for a while, and seeing that no one was there to lift the curtain for her, she had no choice but to get up and lift the curtain herself.
In a flash, Rong Rong found herself face to face with Yuan Wu, whose face was expressionless.
Like a myriad of flowers in full bloom, like a glance spanning eternity.
Yuan Wu stood blankly beside the carriage.
Rong Rong lifted the hem of her skirt and got out of the car, walking straight past Yuan Wu into the gate of the villa.
A refreshing fragrance wafted past his nose, and a few strands of hair fluttered, gently brushing against Yuanwu's cheek.
Much later, when Yuanwu came to his senses, he turned around abruptly and saw that at the entrance of the villa, a group of servants who had been waiting for a long time were still standing there, and no one had followed Rong Rong.
"Why aren't you going to serve your wife?" Yuan Wu shouted sternly.
The servants shuddered and turned to rush into the villa. If you looked closely, you could see a hint of scrambling.
When Yuanwu entered the main courtyard of the villa, he saw Rong Rong standing gracefully in a rainbow-colored dress under the bright moonlight, as if she were about to fly away on the wind at any moment.
Yuan Wu's Adam's apple bobbed as he called out deeply, "Madam."
The way she addressed me as "Madam" this time was different from how she addressed me just now.
Rong Rong turned around, her face beaming with a smile, and Yuan Wu felt as if his heart had been struck hard.
Just now, Rong Rong received a system notification that the fourth mission to the Du family manor had been completed. It turns out that any manor under Du Shaofeng's name is considered part of the Du family manor.
This little surprise put Rongrong in a great mood, so much so that even though she was facing a desolate courtyard and room, her smile didn't fade.
She knew that Du Shaofeng intended to abandon her here to fend for herself, which was why he provided her with a dilapidated house and a few servants. It didn't matter; she only needed to complete her last task before she could leave.
But the prerequisite was to see Du Shaofeng and incur his dislike. Unfortunately, despite her eager anticipation, Du Shaofeng did not come that day.
Du Shaofeng still didn't come over in the following days.
"Did you really tell your master that I wanted to see him?" Rong Rong sat by the stone table in the courtyard, propping her head up in worry.
Beside him, Yuanwu is like the most loyal guard, always by his side.
Originally, Yuanwu did not need to stay in front of Rongrong all the time. According to the Marquis's instructions, he only needed to stay at the villa to keep an eye on Rongrong and prevent her from running away.
But now, Yuanwu seems to regard himself as Rongrong's knight, never leaving Rongrong's side.
He was silent and unassuming, yet reliable and powerful. When Rong Rong didn't need him, he was practically invisible; when she did need him, he was always there for her.
“Madam, I report to you every day.” Yuanwu lowered his head, concealing the growing infatuation in his eyes.
Now he finally understood the situation of the second young master, the third young master, Prince Yu, General Yang, and those candidates who seemed to have gone mad after the debate.
The lady is a goddess, and if she is willing, he is willing to offer his own soul.
Yuanwu knew that all his previous dislike for the lady stemmed from a misunderstanding. What had the lady done wrong? The one who was wrong was clearly the person who forced her!
"Oh." Rong Rong said disappointedly.
It seems Du Shaofeng utterly despises her, refusing even to see her. If he hates her that much, why doesn't he just give her a letter of divorce? Did she even need to remind him?
Rong Rong's gaze wandered as she tried to think of a solution, and Yuan Wu felt a pang of pain in his heart upon seeing this.
The lady was still thinking about the Marquis, but the Marquis refused to see her. He also wanted to use her to deal with Prince Yu.
Yuanwu knew all this, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He had already said all the right things for Rongrong, but instead, he had angered the Marquis.
"Don't worry, Madam, I will definitely help you!" Yuan Wu said firmly, repeating these words many times, each time as if making a vow.
Rong Rong smiled, thinking that Yuan Wu was like a fool, but adorably foolish.
"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." Rong Rong smiled and winked mischievously, successfully making Yuan Wu blush. He then disappeared from the spot in a flash.
"Haha." A crisp laugh followed immediately, and Yuanwu accelerated instantly, his backside on fire.
But he couldn't see it at all; the smile on his lips was so wide and uncontrollable that it only grew higher and higher.
The boring wooden figure that Yuan Yang described suddenly became lively in front of Rong Rong.
Although the mission has made no progress, life must go on.
It didn't matter that the courtyard that Du Shaofeng arranged for Rong Rong was deserted; Rong Rong led the servants to plant flowers and plants all over the courtyard.
It didn't matter that there wasn't much money; with Yuanwu going out hunting and the maids picking wild fruits, Rongrong's meals were quite delicious.
In the blink of an eye, the desolate villa became exceptionally warm and full of life, giving Yuanwu a strange sense of illusion.
It seemed as if he was the male owner of the estate, and Rongrong was the beautiful female owner.
The two lived a simple and happy life away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
However, Yuanwu's happiness did not last long. One day, Rongrong excitedly called him to her side, carrying a plate of exquisite pastries.
"Please give this to Miss Song. I heard that my husband is interested in her. As her legal wife, I should also try to get along with her."
Rong Rong smiled gently, behaving like a proper wife. Only 666 knew how much disgust Rong Rong endured to say those words.
Yuanwu silently watched Rongrong, and as someone who was obsessively watching her every move, he knew that there was poison in the pastry.
Rong Rong wanted to kill Miss Song, and she wanted to use him as a means to do so.
Only he can do it; he's the only one in the entire villa who can accomplish this.
Yuan Wu did not move. Rong Rong stared intently at Yuan Wu. Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke, yet it was as if they had said a thousand words.
Rong Rong knows that she is extremely vicious and terribly despicable now, and that she is taking advantage of Yuan Wu's sincerity.
But she had no other choice. Du Shaofeng refused to see her, leaving her too passive. She needed to take the initiative.
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