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

Jun Zhao looked at the calm girl, he didn't expect her to be so composed.

This is getting even worse.

With a cold smile, he asked, "Miss, why do you think I will definitely give you the prescription?"

Mu Luan looked directly at the mockery in the man's eyes and moved her lips slightly, "If I die, Your Highness will lose the reason to stay in the General's Mansion."

The breeze gently blew through her hair and silently brushed across her soft red lips.

Jun Zhao stared at her with his black ice-like eyes, showing no emotion at all. After a long silence, he said sarcastically, "Are you threatening me with your own life?"

Mu Luan knew that she couldn't anger him. After living with him for two years in her previous life, she at least knew that if she confronted him head-on, she would be the one who got hurt in the end.

Jun Zhao doesn't know how to love, so how could he feel sorry for an insignificant person?

She was just a passer-by in his life, how could she threaten him?

She is still aware of this.

Mu Luan raised her hand to tuck the strand of hair behind her ear, and said softly, "In your Highness' eyes, I am just an insignificant existence, and I can still see this clearly."

Jun Zhao listened to her confident words. Although she was clearly stating the truth, he inexplicably felt irritated.

He was so annoyed that he wanted to cover the lips that were opening and closing in front of his eyes.

Seeing that he remained silent, Mu Luan tried her best to withstand the oppressive gaze in his eyes and continued, "If Your Highness has any other requests, please let me know."

"Young lady, you keep calling me 'Your Highness'. Are you so sure that I can regain my status one day?"

Jun Zhao's cold pupils locked onto her slender, snow-white figure. He raised the corners of his eyes and said nonchalantly, "Could it be that your dream also foreshadowed my future?"

Mu Luan's eyelashes moved slightly, and before she could say anything, her deep eyes seemed to have seen through everything.

My heart tightened for a moment.

Then he asked with great interest: "If I regain my status, what about the young lady? Is the young lady still the legitimate young lady of the general's mansion?"

There are indeed many regrets in my previous life.

If Jun Zhao asked her such a question when they met for the first time, she would definitely be confused.

But now, she has tried to move on from the past.

My father and brother escaped the disaster in Mobei, my mother still guarded them, and my second brother was not in danger of his life.

Is there anything more important than family happiness?

Mu Luan gathered her sleeves and tightened her fingertips, saying calmly, "Whether His Highness can recover his identity or not, since I know it, I will call him 'Your Highness' only to show respect. If His Highness doesn't like it, you can just call me 'Mu Feng' as usual in the future."

Jun Zhao didn't say whether he agreed or disagreed, he just looked at Mu Luan steadily.

Mu Luan could still see that he preferred the name "Mu Feng".

Jun Zhao has been wandering around since he was a child, and he is so indifferent to the royal family that he only has hatred for them.

The title of "Your Highness" now seems more like invisible shackles to him.

Mu Luan managed to calm himself down and said, "Life is unpredictable. A dream cannot completely determine everything in the future. I just had a dream, not a god with supreme power."

Jun Zhao's obscure eyes deepened slightly.

He was just asking tentatively, but the little girl answered cautiously.

But from her description, it seems that she doesn't know her true origins yet.

Jun Zhao didn't ask any more questions. He loosened his palm and the remaining fish food fell into the pond. The scattered koi quickly gathered together again to grab the food.

He patted the crumbs off his hands, slowly took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and wiped them slowly.

Mu Luan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the handkerchief in Jun Zhao's hand, she tightened her breathing again.

One corner of the handkerchief was embroidered with half a blooming peach blossom.

That's her handkerchief!

Mu Luan thought about it carefully and realized that it must have been when she was delivering the peaches that day and she was in a hurry and dropped them.

She straightened her back, opened her lips slightly, and whispered, "That's... my handkerchief."

Jun Zhao didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he didn't know whether he heard what Mu Luan said.

Under her watchful eyes, he stuffed the soft handkerchief into his lapel.

Mu Luan's moving lips stiffened slightly.

Although she had many handkerchiefs, the one in Jun Zhao's hand was the only one she embroidered herself.

Before I was even willing to use it, he had already taken it for himself!

Mu Luan lowered his eyes and sighed in frustration.

Forget it, forget it. I came here today for the prescription. It’s just a handkerchief, so he just took it.

Jun Zhao glanced at Mu Luan in her moon-white skirt, and curled his lips slightly, saying in a low voice: "Miss, if you can agree to one of my requests, I will give you the pills."

He was talking about a pill, not a prescription.

Mu Luan's eyes widened slightly. She didn't expect Jun Zhao to be so easy to talk to. She quickly struck while the iron was hot and asked, "What's your request?"

Jun Zhao stroked the thin calluses between his fingertips, and stared at her meaningfully for a moment with his dark phoenix eyes.

The dazzling sunlight refracted into her beautiful peach blossom eyes, creating tiny rays of light, sparkling, yet clean and clear.

His daughter is easier to deceive.

"Miss, let me kiss you anytime."

The words that Jun Zhao uttered lightly exploded in Mu Luan's mind like thunder, and her brain was stunned for a moment.

Mu Luan refused without any hesitation: "No."

The last time I took the initiative to kiss him, I was already very embarrassed.

This time he wants to kiss again, and “anytime”!

Mu Luan glared at him angrily.

What does he take her for?

Just like in the previous life, is she a plaything used to please men with her beauty?

Mu Luan's face was filled with anger, it seemed that he had no intention of handing over the prescription at all.

There would be no good outcome if they continued talking, so it was better to just let her fend for herself than for him to treat her in the same humiliating way he had in his previous life.

Mu Luan lowered her eyes, didn't look at him again, stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

When Jun Zhao saw her refusal, he felt a chill all over his body.

As she passed by him, he reached out and grabbed her delicate wrist.

Unexpectedly, the little girl was even more angry than him. She turned around and broke his finger bones, and shouted, "Let go."

Jun Zhao's eyes were deep and dark. He frowned and looked at Mu Luan who lowered her head. He could faintly hear a slight tremor in her voice.

His thin lips moved slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Mu Luan lower her head and bite the back of his hand.

Jun Zhao stood still, letting her soft lips press against the back of his firm hand.

Let those sharp teeth sink into his skin.

Mu Luan didn't bite him ruthlessly, but she did use enough force, just to make him feel pain and let her go.

But until deep teeth marks were left on the back of his hand, he showed no sign of loosening up for a moment.

Mu Luan bit her jaw until it felt sore, and she opened her mouth angrily, turning her little face away stubbornly and not looking at him.

Jun Zhao glanced at the marks on the back of his hand and said, "Have you bitten enough?"

Mu Luan remained silent and struggled hard with his hands again.

When she stopped moving, Jun Zhao suddenly pulled his arm back, hugged the person who was rushing towards him, and leaned against the red painted column behind him.