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

As he spoke, he knelt on one knee on the edge of the couch, as if he was about to go up.

Mu Luan was panicked and blurted out: "I don't know!"

He turned over and hid in the bed.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao got on the bed just for that matter. Mu Luan was flustered and didn't notice the man's playful expression.

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Mu Luan was frightened and straightened her neck and wanted to call Yin Xin, but the man's hand was faster and covered her delicate lips in an instant.

Jun Zhao looked at the little girl who was glaring at him with deep eyes. After a moment, he said nonchalantly, "Miss, you really know how to burn bridges after crossing them. I just looked at your wound. If you make a sound, I don't mind sealing it with a kiss."

After he finished his "explanation", he let go of her hand without any hesitation, but his dark eyes stared at Mu Luan's lips without blinking, like a wild beast pouncing on its prey.

It depends on whether she dares to bet, whether she is quick-witted or he is quick-witted!

Mu Luan swallowed and turned away uncomfortably, not wanting to meet his gaze.

How could she dare to compete with him in terms of speed? She was just pretending to call for help to make him wary.

Jun Zhao looked at her dodging eyes and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Young lady, you are really petty."

Mu Luan knew that this was not a compliment to her. She turned her eyes slightly and wanted to reply with courage: No matter how much I have, it’s not as much as you!

But after moving his lips, he still didn't dare to say it out loud.

Jun Zhao ignored her little thoughts, lifted the quilt and checked the wound on her calf, and found that there was no further bleeding.

"What were you thinking about just now, young lady?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Mu Luan's neck.

Mu Luan quickly avoided her hand and said, "Your Highness, please don't worry about this."

Jun Zhao paused, rubbed the air a few times with his fingertips, and seemed to have some regret. Under Mu Luan's wary eyes, he slowly withdrew his hand.

"Miss, you haven't answered my question yet."

Mu Luan sat up straight and said to him, "The peach blossom cake at the birthday banquet looks delicious."

The next day, the dark clouds dispersed, and the morning light shone through the clouds, casting rays of golden light over the prosperous ancient capital that had already awakened.

Mu Luan lay listlessly on the desk, holding a half-finished painting of flowers in full bloom.

I wanted to complete the other half, but when I picked up the pen, I lost interest.

She thought about it for a long time yesterday. Jun Zhao wanted to help her clear the remaining toxins in her body, so they had to meet for the time being.

But that stinky man doesn't understand the difference between men and women at all.

She had to think of a way to make him return to his previous friendly attitude.

"Yaoyao!"

Mu Luan was thinking hard when she suddenly heard a strong voice, followed by her second brother's rude scolding, "Can't you lower your voice a little? Yaoyao is still recuperating."

"Oh, yes, yes, I'll speak softly," Shen Yin covered her mouth and deliberately lowered her voice.

"Ayin, second brother, why are you here?"

Mu Luan, supported by Yin Xin, stood at the door to greet the two of them.

Shen Yin's eyes widened immediately, and she took a few quick steps forward to help her. "Why did you come out? Your foot is still injured. Sit down quickly."

Mu Luan chuckled and followed her to the chair, waving her hand and saying, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

After Shen Yin helped her sit down, Fang glared at her unhappily, "It was just a minor injury, you almost lost your life."

She also sensed something was wrong from the conversation between her parents who had returned safely from the palace.

After finding out the whole story, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Mu Luan then remembered that she didn't seem to see Shen Yin at the palace banquet, "Didn't you go to the Queen's birthday banquet?"

Just as Shen Yin was about to reply, Mu Qingyu on the side said with great interest: "I don't know what kind of petty thefts she did at night. She slept until noon that day. When the palace was in chaos, she must have been dreaming!"

"You are the one who is doing the chicken-stealing and dog-stealing things," Shen Yin retorted unhappily, "If my father hadn't punished me to copy books the night before, would I have stayed up all night!"

As he said this, he showed Mu Luan his slightly red and swollen fingers with a look of grievance. It was obvious at a glance that they were marks left by holding the pen for a long time.

Mu Qingyu was just arguing with her on purpose, but what she was thinking in her heart was that it was a good thing she didn't go, otherwise, with her reckless personality, it was hard to guarantee that something would not happen.

Glancing at the red spot on her hand, his eyes paused, "Your father is so cruel!"

Mu Luan held Shen Yin's hand, stroked it gently, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Shen Yin smiled and shook her head, "It's been a long time, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Mu Luan was worried, so she asked Yin Xin to get some anti-swelling ointment, but Shen Yin refused on the spot.

She didn't want to apply those sticky things, it would be so uncomfortable to put them on her fingertips.

She quickly withdrew her hand and continued to complain, "You don't know how cruel my father is. Ever since he saw you, he has been scolding me to death every day. He has given me all the Four Books and Five Classics, and sent people to watch me every day. If I didn't learn well, he would punish me by making me copy books at night. He hoped that I could be as gentle and virtuous as you."

As Shen Yin spoke, she looked like a wilted little flower, with a tired look on her face.

Mu Luan blamed herself in her heart, "If I had known that I would meet your father that day, I would not have dressed up. I should have held a spear, with unkempt hair and a dirty face, to let Uncle Shen know what a good daughter A Yin is."

Seeing her guilty expression, Shen Yin couldn't help laughing, "I'm not blaming you. Don't I know what kind of temper my old man has? He's always thinking about what's in the pot while eating from the bowl. If I really encounter something serious, he will be more anxious than anyone else."

Mu Luan was speechless for a moment. How could he say this to his own father?

Shen Yin added: "Besides, if you help me like that, Mu Qingyu will not let you play with me later."

Mu Qingyu nodded to Mu Luan seriously, "Don't learn bad things from her, otherwise my father, brother and mother will not forgive me."

Mu Luan knew that these were just jokes. Although Ayin was a little generous and active, after getting to know her, she found out that she was a kind-hearted girl.

If Uncle Shen can be on good terms with my father, how bad can her daughter be?

Shen Yin rolled her eyes at Mu Qingyu in dissatisfaction, and then she heard Mu Qingyu looking at her curiously and saying, "I want to know what your father punished you to copy, you are so excited about copying."

Mu Luan also found it novel. According to Shen Yin's personality, it would be difficult for him to copy books peacefully.

"Three Character Classic," Shen Yin said without hesitation, with a smug smile on his face, "It's easy to fool people with few words."

"The Three Character Classic?"

Mu Qingyu simply couldn't believe that a young girl of marriageable age would actually copy something as boring as a three-year-old child, and even made her hands swollen from copying.

He and Mu Luan looked at each other calmly. He didn't have the heart to attack her, so he swallowed the sarcasm that was about to come out of his mouth.

Shen Yin didn't feel anything at all. Suddenly she remembered something and patted the back of Mu Luan's hand and said happily, "By the way, Yaoyao, do you still remember Zhou Yunan?"