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

Chapter 132 Miss, it’s time to build up your physical strength

At first glance, it was extremely similar to what she was wearing today.

Mu Luan stood up hesitantly and picked up the dress, only to find that they were not just similar, but exactly the same.

But it is brand new.

All new inside and out.

He is indeed a meticulous and madman.

She thought her plan was well thought out, but she didn't know it was all under his control.

Before leaving, he stood under the moon gate in her courtyard like a man waiting for his prey, watching his prey being caught step by step with a leisurely attitude.

How can I escape from the control of such a madman in the future?

Mu Luan picked up her clothes and put them on one by one with a heavy heart.

Just as he put on his coat, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Mu Luan subconsciously looked back.

Jun Zhao had already changed into a dark martial arts uniform, but his black hair was half-disheveled and hung on his shoulders, still dripping with water.

A cool breath hits me in the face.

"Has it been washed?"

Jun Zhao said with a dull look, "I still want to serve the young lady myself."

Mu Luan tightened her hands that were covering her collar, her cheeks flushed, she lowered her brows, and pretended to be calm as she raised her hand to press on her waist belt, "No need, I can do it myself..."

But before she could utter the last two words, the waist belt slipped from her hands.

Mu Luan's breath hitched and she reached out to take it, but the hand was faster than hers.

Jun Zhao shook the thin belt in his hand and smiled softly, "Miss, it's time to practice your physical strength."

Thinking of the passionate embrace on the bed just now, which was not as thrilling as any time in the previous life, Mu Luan was speechless for a moment.

Her throat felt dry and she reached out to take the waist belt from his hand, but she saw the man suddenly lean forward and hold her in his arms.

Mu Luan struggled in his arms, trying to persuade him to restrain himself, but she felt her waist tighten.

Jun Zhao had already put the girdle on her slender waist.

Mu Luan's body stiffened, and then she suddenly became quiet, staying obediently in his arms without moving.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao’s smile was always seven parts coldness and three parts sarcasm.

When will you serve others with your eyes lowered like this?

His nose was filled with the cool green wood scent.

There was a chill in his jet-black hair, as if it had been soaked in cold water.

Mu Luan didn't think much about it. Her slender white fingertips went around his neck and held a few wet strands of hair in her palm. "Your hair is still wet. Wipe it."

Hearing this, Jun Zhao stroked her waist-length hair and said, "Hmm."

After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the afterglow of the setting sun was embedded in the sky, coating the mountains and rivers with a layer of warm yellow gold.

Jun Zhao walked out of the cabin holding Mu Luan, and the light gradually spread behind them, creating an inexplicable harmony and warmth.

Yun He, who was on the shore, was the first to notice the two people. When he saw the man in black holding the young lady, he couldn't help but frown and quickly stepped forward to ask.

"What's wrong, miss?"

Jun Zhao glanced at her, and without stopping, he walked past Yin Xin who was rushing over, and said seriously, "I sprained my ankle."

Mu Luan couldn't help but cough lightly, and used the handkerchief in her hand to half cover the blush on her cheeks.

Yinxin followed nervously behind, looking at her young lady's hanging black hair, feeling even more uneasy.

The fall was so severe that even her hairpin fell off.

Jun Zhao calmly carried the person in his arms to the carriage and settled him down.

When I came down, I saw Yun He with a wary look on his face and asked, "Why are you on the boat?"

Jun Zhao put his hands behind his back, twirling his fingertips, "I met the young lady when I came back from boating, so I went up."

Yunhe looked towards the river bank and saw a small boat slowly approaching the shore.

They only stayed on the shore, staring at this side of the ship, but the other side of the ship was a blind spot and they could not see anything.

Yun He wanted to ask something else when he saw the curtain of the carriage being lifted, revealing Mu Luan's picturesque face.

"He means no harm, let's go back."

Yun He immediately obeyed the order, looked at Jun Zhao suspiciously, and finally said nothing more.

Jun Zhao turned his head and looked at Mu Luan, his expression unclear, but he didn't say anything.

The Fourth Prince's Mansion.

In the side room, Su Lan was lying on the bed with a frown on her face, mumbling, "Don't kill me, don't kill me... Don't kill me, ah!"

With a scream, she suddenly woke up from her dream, with sweat on her forehead.

"Ms. Su? Are you okay?"

A concerned female voice sounded in her ears, and the figure of a person gradually appeared in Su Lan's sight. She asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

The maid stood beside the bed, her eyes shrewd, and bowed, saying, "I am a maid in the Fourth Prince's mansion. You fainted, and it was His Highness who brought you back."

Su Lan propped herself up and stood up, and the maid hurried forward to support her.

"Fourth Prince?"

Su Lan looked around in confusion, and felt a sudden pain in her neck.

Suddenly remembering something, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Looking down at herself, she was already wearing a clean dress.

The maid seemed to have noticed something and explained, "After Your Highness brought the young lady back, it was I who helped you change your dress."

Lidya Su nodded, looked out the window at the dark night, and asked, "What time is it now?"

The maid replied, "It's exactly the hour of Xu."

Su Lan's face became much calmer, but she couldn't help blaming herself in her heart for not being unconscious for a few more hours.

How could she stay overnight in the Fourth Prince's residence openly after waking up at this time!

If I pretend to faint again at this moment, it would be a bit deliberate.

Two quarters of an hour later, Su Lan adjusted her mood. As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she saw a noble man in a robe with golden cloud patterns walking towards her.

A light suddenly flashed in Su Lan's eyes.

He walked closer, lowered his head and knelt down, tears in his eyes, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life."

Jun Zhiling suppressed the smile that slipped across the corner of his lips, and swept his burning eyes over her slender waist and graceful figure. After a pause, he raised his hand and helped her up.

"Miss Su, you're too polite. No matter who this happens to, I won't sit idly by."

Su Lan pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and heard Jun Zhiling wonder, "Why did Miss Su suddenly faint in an alley on Gufang Road?"

"In the alley?"

Su Lan clearly remembered that she was in a dungeon before she fainted, so how did it become an alley?

Although I really wanted to skin that thief alive.

But if she said that she was held hostage, her reputation would inevitably be criticized.

She was going to marry into the royal family, and she couldn't have any stigma on her.

Her thoughts turned rapidly, and finally she lowered her voice and sobbed a little: "To answer your Highness, I... I don't remember."

A hint of satisfaction flashed across Jun Zhiling's eyes, as if he had expected this answer.

Don't be fooled by her pitiful appearance, she actually has hidden thoughts.

He was right, she was a smart woman.

Jun Zhiling frowned, showing a concerned look, and asked, "Miss Su, are you still feeling unwell?"

Lidya Su shook her head. "It's no big deal."

Jun Zhao comforted her, "Don't worry, Miss Su. I have already notified the Minister of Rites, and he should be here soon."