The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

Chapter 100

Mu Luan felt the warm gazes of her family, narrowed her eyes, and shook her head obediently, "I'm fine, mother, father and brother don't have to worry."

Afterwards, Mu Sinian and others made sure that Mu Luan was fine before leaving Shaoguang Courtyard. When they left, they also called Jun Zhao away, leaving only Madam Mu to accompany Mu Luan.

The dress that Mu Luan was wearing was a high-necked dress with a circle of fluffy rabbit fur at the collar, which neatly concealed her neck underneath the dress.

Madam Mu had this doubt just now, but she couldn't bring it up in public because there were so many people around, so she asked now, "Where is your original skirt?"

Mu Luan's eyes flickered slightly, and she said calmly: "It's wet, so I changed it."

Madam Mu asked again: "Where did you live during the time you were unconscious?"

Mu Luan paused. She and Jun Zhao had not returned home all night, which must have aroused the suspicion of her father and mother.

Father had called Jun Zhao away, and mother was now asking her the same question. If she just made up a lie and then went back to verify her statement with Jun Zhao, the lie would naturally be exposed.

Mu Luan raised her hand and stroked her forehead, her voice becoming a little softer, "I was dizzy with fever yesterday, I don't remember clearly, I think it was at the inn."

Mrs. Mu felt even more distressed when she saw her daughter so weak. In the end, she didn't ask any more questions and helped her to the bed to rest.

You always have to take off your outer clothes before going to bed. Mu Luan glanced at A Niang beside her, and couldn't help but curse Jun Zhao, that bastard, from beginning to end in his heart.

He clearly agreed to just kiss her, but in the end he bit her neck. It turns out that men’s words cannot be trusted.

Without waiting for A Niang to help, Mu Luan took off her outer red dress by herself, facing the side without any trace towards A Niang, and covering the other side with her black hair.

While my mother was putting the clothes on the rack, I quickly got on the bed and covered myself tightly with the quilt.

Madam Mu turned around and tucked the corner of the quilt for her. Seeing that she had her eyes closed, she sat on the edge of the couch and gently patted the quilt to coax her to sleep.

It was not until Mu Luan heard the sound of his mother leaving that he slowly opened his eyes, with a clear and bright light in his eyes.

Jun Zhao was indeed a man of deep thoughts. No one could have imagined that there was a secret room hidden under the prosperous Hexiang Pavilion in the capital.

Now that she and Jun Zhao are in the same boat, she will naturally not abandon him at this time. Otherwise, what is the difference between her and those two-faced villains?

Jun Zhao has stirred up the situation in the palace, and during this period of time, security in various places in the capital must be tighter than usual.

The most unlucky one is probably the Fourth Prince. The Queen is not his biological mother, but he suffered because of a birthday banquet. This was probably Jun Zhao's plan.

It’s a pity to waste that plate of exquisite pastries, which should have been tasted.

Mu Luan stared at the top of the tent with her eyes open, and her small tongue gently stroked her delicate lips, leaving a sparkling light under the dim light.

"What are you reminiscing about, young lady?"

A sudden, deep, magnetic sound was heard in the silent room. Mu Luan was startled and looked sideways.

Jun Zhao was standing a few steps away from the foot of the bed, silent and motionless, like a ghost.

Mu Luan lowered his eyes, propped himself up, and asked, "Did father and brother become suspicious?"

Hearing this, Jun Zhao's gaze slowly moved from her shiny lips to her bright yet worried peach blossom eyes.

"Miss, you are so smart. It makes me wonder, when did you know this?"

After hearing this, Mu Luan knew that his father and brother must have believed his words and that was why they did not make things difficult for him.

As for Jun Zhao's identity, she naturally couldn't say that she was implicated by you and had come back to life, so she knew his identity.

"You'll know later."

Mu Luan thought she could get away with it if she could.

Jun Zhao snorted, leisurely sat down on the edge of the bed, stared at Mu Luan and said, "Miss, do you think I would leave an unknown hidden danger around me?"

Her fingertips tapped lightly across the soft quilt.

Mu Luan felt that the force of the fingertips seemed to penetrate the quilt and hit her leg bones directly.

She subconsciously tried to retract her legs, but Jun Zhao held her down firmly.

The force was neither light nor heavy, but it made it difficult for her to move.

Mu Luan knew that if she didn't give him an answer that satisfied him today, he would not give up easily.

"I once had a dream, and you looked exactly like the Nineteenth Prince in my dream."

Jun Zhao looked at her serious explanation and couldn't help but chuckle. The funny look did not reach his eyes, which were extremely cold and indifferent.

During these days of getting along, the little girl probably felt that she was easy to deceive and could lie without blinking an eye.

But what she didn't know was that even though he was reluctant to let her die now, he would not let her jump around outside of his control.

Keeping her in a cage he built himself not only made her ornamental but also eliminated potential dangers, killing two birds with one stone.

Agreeing to let her come back was just to give her a chance to say goodbye to her family.

Mu Luan knew that he would not believe it, so she said sincerely, "The stories of supernatural powers are indeed unbelievable, because I never thought that I would actually meet you."

Jun Zhao had a calm and playful look on his face, and seemed to want to play with her for a while.

But she continued earnestly, "If you had been in the palace yesterday, you would have heard the very familiar 'Sound'. In fact, its real name should be '偃' written by Your Highness."

The playfulness at the corners of Jun Zhao's lips faded, and the depth of the scrutiny in his eyes was hard to discern.

This was the only thing he couldn't figure out.

When he wrote "Yan" at the beginning, it was just a spur of the moment inspiration. The music score had already been burned to ashes by him. There was no one else in the world who could play it except himself.

But she can play it with 70% of the charm, which is really incredible. Is it really a dream?

But if it wasn't a dream, how could I explain it?

"So you recognized me the first time you saw me at Youming Inn?"

Mu Luan did not deny it and nodded lightly.

Jun Zhao continued: "You saved me because of my identity?"

Mu Luan looked at him in silence, the image of him trapped in an iron cage like prey flashed through his mind. He shook his head and confessed, "Although the life and death lamp was turned on accidentally, I really don't want to see you die. It's not because of your identity, but because it's a living life."

Jun Zhao believed this. After all, if it was because of her identity, she should have taken her away from Youming Inn long ago.

But at that time, she resolutely rejected his request without mercy.

It seemed that I had done something to her in that dream, which was why she was so scared and avoided me.

He asked curiously, "What else did you dream about?"

Mu Luan said vaguely: "I don't remember it clearly, it was sporadic."

They looked at each other, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

Mu Luan didn't know whether Jun Zhao believed it or not. His eyes were like silent deep wells, and it was impossible to guess his emotions. She didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he lowered his brows and raised his hand to lift up Mu Luan's soft quilt.

Mu Luan tucked her legs in and suddenly pulled the blanket in front of her chest tightly. Her beautiful white neck was tense. She asked anxiously, "What are you doing?"

Jun Zhao stared at the dark red streaks on her neck, his eyes deep, "Don't you know what I'm going to do in my dream?"