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

The girl's slender, snow-white fingertips pressed against the rosy skin of the fruit, filling the air with peach fragrance mixed with an alluring sweetness.

But Jun Zhao didn't take it, and just let the little girl hold it in her hand with eager eyes.

Turning his head, he deftly turned over a blue and white porcelain cup with his fingertips, picked up the teapot and slowly poured a cup of tea.

Seeing his unwillingness to care about others, Mu Luan chuckled and said, "What could I be doing this for?"

After thinking for a while, he added, "Just consider it as a thank you for the soup and medicine these days. The symptoms of chest tightness and pain have indeed been greatly relieved."

Having said that, he sat down at the seat next to Jun Zhao. He had to admit that Jun Zhao's detoxification skills were much better than the palace doctor's.

In the past, drinking detoxifying medicine could relieve the pain, but when an attack occurred, even the breathing became heavy.

Nowadays, although it still occurs from time to time, it is obviously not as severe and uncomfortable as before.

Jun Zhao didn't appreciate it at all. His slender fingertips gently stroked the rim of the cup and said coldly, "The general treated me as a guest. The young lady saved my life, so it's my duty to take care of her."

Mu Luan's eyes were filled with thoughts.

In the eyes of others, as Mr. Jiuyou, Jun Zhao should take care of her body in order to repay her for saving his life.

But as the nineteenth prince, his life and death had nothing to do with him.

After all, the so-called life-saving grace is nothing but nonsense.

Mu Luan lowered her eyes to glance at the pink peach in her hand, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness knows it in your heart. Even if I didn't agree to save you at Youming Inn, Your Highness could still escape from danger, right?"

Relying on the trajectory of his previous life, Jun Zhao will survive to the end and will not die at the mouth of Qiongqi.

Jun Zhao's half-curled fingertips stiffened slightly, the calm cup shook slightly, and the dark eyes reflected on the tea surface were rippling with faint waves.

He did arrange another escape route that day, but he was still careless.

He didn't expect that in order to deal with him, Xu Chang actually drugged all the slaves in the dungeon and burned incense.

A heavy dose of the drug was enough to kill half of the slaves in the dungeon.

His body is not afraid of poisons, but it takes a certain amount of time to filter them out.

When he was locked in the iron cage, he hadn't even recovered half of his strength.

To deal with Qiongqi, if he had not been injured and had no Chinese medicine, he could still play with it.

But given the situation at the time, he was not sure he could escape from the danger, so he could only fight to the death.

Her lighting of the life and death lamp was an accident, but it was also a fact. If she had regretted it at the beginning, her life and death would still be in danger.

His young lady seemed to know everything, but she never thought of using him for her own benefit.

It would be a pity if you have such a good knife but don't know how to use it.

Even the remaining poison in her body was treated casually. She seemed to have expectations for him, but in fact she had already resigned herself to her fate.

The girl was so stupid and silly, but she didn't know that kindness could also bring disaster.

He has to keep a close eye on his young lady, otherwise she might be taken away by something secretly.

"It turns out that I have such ability in the lady's heart," Jun Zhao glanced lazily and placed the teacup in front of Mu Luan.

Mu Luan couldn't help but frown, unsure of what he meant, but the gloom between his brows dissipated a lot.

Perhaps there is some hidden secret that she doesn't know, but as long as he is willing to pretend to accept her favor, the Mu family will have room to plead for him in the future.

She held out the peach in her hand again and said softly, "Try one. My hands are sore from holding it."

Jun Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

No one asked her to hold it all the time, so she felt wronged when she got tired of holding it.

Meeting her clear and lively eyes, Jun Zhao was rarely kind enough to graciously take the peach from her hand.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he bit the place where her palm was holding.

When the tip of your tongue lightly presses the plump flesh, the sweet juice instantly flows between your teeth, and the peach fragrance mixed with the sweet and soft breath dances on your taste buds.

Mu Luan's peach blossom eyes were like stars as she watched him bite off a large piece of fruit flesh. His eating manner was extremely elegant, not at all vulgar, but instead revealed a leisurely and noble air that charmed everyone.

"How is it, sweet, right?" Mu Luan smiled and picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

But before Mu Luan could hear Jun Zhao's response, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the courtyard.

Accompanied by a breathless call, "Miss..."

"It's Yin Xin," Mu Luan put down the cup in confusion, stood up and looked outside.

Yinxin also came here to try his luck, but he didn't expect that the lady was actually here.

When she walked under the eaves, Mu Luan had already heard the noise and came out of the outer room, "What happened?"

Mu Luan saw that she was in a hurry, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

Yin Xin was about to speak when she suddenly caught sight of Mr. Jiuyou sitting in the room. The moment she met his dark eyes, she shrank back unconsciously.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but why did she feel that Mr. Jiuyou was particularly cold today?

She didn't dare to speak loudly, but walked forward and whispered in Mu Luan's ear: "Prince Jing is here to pay a visit, Madam asked Miss to go over."

Mu Luan lowered her eyes slightly. After all, he was the prince, so she should go to meet him.

She was about to go down the stairs, holding up her skirt, but suddenly she stopped and looked back at Jun Zhao in the room.

Jun Zhao seemed unaware of it and continued to savor the crisp peach in his hand with relish.

Half of his handsome face was facing outward, with his eyes lowered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Mu Luan pursed her lips and said, "I have something else to do so I will leave first. If you still want to eat peaches, you can come to my courtyard and get some."

After saying that, Mu Luan waited on purpose, but the man didn't respond at all. His cheeks were puffed up, and it was obvious that he didn't want to pay attention to her.

When he was with Jun Zhao in his previous life, he had this cold and indifferent attitude.

Mu Luan didn't take it to heart and left the villa with Yinxin.

On the way, Yinxin looked back in the direction of the villa from time to time, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable with Mr. Jiuyou's style.

So he muttered beside Mu Luan: "Mr. Jiuyou is too rude. The young lady said goodbye so politely, but he didn't even stand up to see her off. It's extremely rude."

Mu Luan corrected him nonchalantly, "Don't talk nonsense, that's just his personality."

After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, and fearing that Yinxin might misunderstand him, he added, "There are many traveling doctors with great skills and bad tempers."

Yinxin nodded and said nothing more, but she always felt that the young lady had special feelings for Mr. Jiuyou.

Other courtyard.

Jun Zhao nonchalantly turned the half-remaining peach in his hand. The chewing action in his mouth gradually stopped as Mu Luan disappeared. An unknown haze was looming in his indifferent eyes.

Song Wenjing?

The old fox of the Song family trusts his son too much. He always covets things that don’t belong to him. It’s really annoying!