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

Jun Zhao didn't look back, nor did he brush away the softness on his waist.

The dim moonlight shone on half of his handsome face, which was pale as if condensed with frost. He said coldly, "Murder!"

"Kill him, and the lady will only remember the sound of my piano."

His voice was calm as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Mu Luan's eyebrows twitched slightly. Even in her previous life, she never thought that Jun Zhao was joking when he said the word "murder".

Her eyes flickered, and for a moment she didn't know how to persuade this sinister, paranoid, self-centered madman to lay down his butcher knife and return to the right path.

But he had been walking in darkness since he was a child, and the light was only blinding and uncomfortable to him.

Seeing him looking so jealous as if someone had stolen his toy and going crazy, Mu Luan felt a headache.

In the previous life, I had to compromise in order to survive. In this life, in order not to implicate innocent people, I still have to appease them with soft words.

Her eyes swept toward the corridor not far away that was illuminated by warm yellow lights, and her slender knuckles used some force to pull the upright man back into the shadow of the corner.

Jun Zhao did not resist, but moved closer obediently, staring down at the little girl who was holding him tightly.

This time it wasn't his initiative.

Mu Luan sighed and said, "If a stranger is killed because of my words, then the retribution for the murder will fall on me. When I go to hell, even the King of Hell will scold me."

Jun Zhao's deep gaze fell on her slightly frowned brows.

Perhaps it was because of the word "stranger" that the hostility in his body subsided a little.

But his expression turned cold because of the second half of her sentence, which sounded like a joke.

"How could a good person like Miss go to hell?"

"Even if you go to hell, I will be with you, young lady."

I don’t know what kind of emotion was reflected in Jun Zhao’s eyes.

But at this moment, he stubbornly didn't want to hear about the bad retribution.

He had no time to think about the blocked emotion that flashed through his mind, he just followed his instinct and lowered his head.

It wasn't until a shadow fell before Mu Luan's eyes that she realized that the thing she had brought back was a hungry wolf that loved kisses!

Before he could turn his head to avoid it, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a wild breath instantly rushed into his mouth.

Mu Luan couldn't push him away, and instead he easily grabbed her waist and pressed her against the stone wall.

Only a few disordered breaths occasionally escaped from the corners of her mouth.

Later, when a feeling of fatigue surged up like a tide, Jun Zhao let go of her lips.

Holding her slumping waist, he said in a low voice, "There are many people in the brothel, will you still go there in the future with such a delicate figure like Miss?"

Jun Zhao waited for a while, and seeing that the person in his arms didn't say anything, he pretended to lower his head to kiss her again.

Mu Luan narrowed her watery eyes and saw the handsome face shaking. She was shocked and lowered her head quickly, saying, "I won't go."

At some point, Jun Zhao developed the bad habit of meddling in other people's affairs.

Jun Zhao held her in his arms, gently stroking her soft hair, and said with a faint smile in his dark eyes: "Miss, if you still want to go to the brothel, I have a better place."

Mu Luan's breathing was unsteady, but she refused firmly: "No."

Jun Zhao lowered his eyes and glanced at her. She lowered her head and leaned it on his chest.

But from the unstable tone that hinted at anger, it could be heard that the little girl was a little angry.

Jun Zhao thought that after scolding the little girl once, she would learn her lesson.

But he didn't expect that his young lady would be so rebellious.

Mu Luan was held by Jun Zhao, avoiding the patrolling guards and servants in the mansion, and returned to Shaoguangyuan.

As soon as Jun Zhao left, Mu Luan immediately went to the desk to grind ink and moisten the pen.

She must not be kept captive by Jun Zhao in his territory.

Later, when he became the regent, countless powerful people sent countless beautiful women to him in order to curry favor with him.

Jun Zhao can easily play with those women with impure intentions.

And she no longer had the energy to deal with him for the rest of her life.

I just followed his wishes just now just to make him relax his guard.

The most important thing she should do now is to contact Brother Jing as soon as possible.

When she saw Bai Qingchen at Hexiang Pavilion tonight, she did have evil thoughts in her mind.

According to Ayin, Bai Qingchen does not often stay in the capital.

But why is he, with the title of the most beautiful courtesan in Hexiangguan, doing the job of a hands-off manager?

Judging from the appeal of his piano piece today, it doesn't seem like he is forced to make a living, but more like he is collecting money!

Mu Luan couldn't help but wonder, was his identity as an oiran real or fake?

In my previous life, I had spent a long time with Jun Zhao, and had learned a lot about observing people's words and expressions.

She had never seen Bai Qingchen before, and although Bai Qingchen was in a place surrounded by willows and mist, his every move was casual and unrestrained.

He walked into the hall in the candlelight, and when he looked up at her, it didn't look like he was greeting a patron.

There was an inexplicable familiarity in his eyes, as if he knew her.

This way her plan to sleep with the courtesan was completely ruined.

In her previous life, without her father and brother to rely on, her reputation was not worth mentioning at all.

Her family members are all alive and well in this life, but she cannot, for her own selfish reasons, bring shame to the majestic general's mansion and let her father, brother and mother be criticized by others.

Although Song Wenjing is not a good choice, he is the key to solving the current urgent problem.

After marrying him in the future, she will fulfill the duties and obligations of a wife.

Treating each other with respect is a way of life for a couple.

She didn't know how long Song Wenjing's love for her could last.

If it really comes to the time to part ways, it only means that the fate has ended and cannot be forced.

By then, she could return to the general's mansion and stay by her father and mother's side. What would she have to regret then?

Mu Luan picked up the jade pen swiftly and wrote the first word on the letter paper fluently.

But just as Runmo was about to write the second word, she suddenly stopped.

The word "Jing" was clearly written on the paper, but for some reason, when I looked closely, I found that the word "Jun" was actually written on the paper!

Jun Zhao...

The swelling on her lips seemed to still feel the burning and suffocating kiss just now.

Mu Luan's eyes trembled slightly.

What Jun Zhao wanted was imperial power, but what she wanted was just a peaceful and happy life.

Soon, the two of them will become strangers and rush towards their own futures.

Jun Zhao has not experienced love yet.

Maybe he just tasted the sweetness of her.

If she was betrothed to someone else, he should also break away from this boring past.

How could it be that she was the only woman that the regent had ever had?

Even Jun Zhao in his previous life had a child with Su Lan without her knowledge.

Mu Luan couldn't help but smile at herself.

Ignore the faint feeling of emptiness and loss in your heart.

Just think of it as a sense of dependence caused by the fact that I could only rely on Jun Zhao in my previous life.

Mu Luan put down his pen and a stroke of black ink passed over the word "Jun".