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

How could I remember which acupoints his slender fingertips pressed on?

Over the past month, Jun Zhao has often appeared and disappeared mysteriously.

Either he suddenly fell asleep next to her, or he suddenly appeared in front of her like today.

It’s just that more than half a month has passed since we last met.

On the surface, the capital city seemed to be still peaceful, but Mu Luan had a vague feeling that it would not be long before this tranquility would be broken by the surging undercurrent.

As Jun Zhao spoke, he raised his hand and swept across her soft hair, as if to clean away something dirty.

He looked so serious that even Mu Luan thought there was really something in his hair.

Jun Zhao leaned against the stone table, twisted a strand of her hair, hooked it around his fingertips and played with it, his dark eyes looking at her delicate face.

Mu Luan looked straight into his dark phoenix eyes.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao hurt her, frightened her, and forced her, and finally used the name of marriage just to lure out the enemies in the dark.

She was forced to be implicated and finally died tragically at the hands of his enemies.

But in this life, Jun Zhao seemed to have never hurt himself.

Even saved his life several times.

It was as if he was holding her hand and walking through the mist of her past life.

He always manages to dig out the truth from the "truth" she knows, subverting her inherent sinister image of him.

Did she change the fate of the Mu family and also change Jun Zhao's character?

Jun Zhao looked at the little girl's empty eyes and frowned.

He seemed to always be able to see someone else through himself.

Who is that person?

He had previously checked all of the girl's relationships.

The result is as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

But the emotions in her eyes were extremely complicated, as complicated as an unfathomable deep ocean.

Jun Zhao really didn't like the look of her eyes at that moment.

Because it made his heart feel as if something was tightening around it, making it hard to breathe.

He narrowed his eyes, spit out the kernel with a light click of the tongue, and said unkindly, "Out-of-season lychees are really unpalatable."

As he spoke, he loosened his fingertips from holding the black hair, and instead lifted her chin, forcing her eyes to focus. "Miss, you've been staring at me in a daze, but you've thought about it again? Why don't I carry you back?"

Jun Zhao pretended to reach out and hug Mu Luan.

Mu Luan inadvertently met his dark and hot gaze, and was startled, and her consciousness immediately returned.

The white and soft fingertips pushed his hard chest, raised the peeled lychee in the other hand, blinked, and said, "Do you want to eat more?"

As she wished, she saw his face swaying in those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and a faint smile was hidden on Jun Zhao's handsome face.

He tilted his head and his dark eyes fell on her fingers that were soaked with lychee juice.

He bent over, leaning very close to her, with his broad palm resting on her slender waist.

A breeze blew past, and the roller curtains under the pavilion rustled.

From a distance, one could only see two people standing very close to each other, but had no idea what they were doing.

Behind the columns in the corridor, Qiao Yiliu sometimes stretched her neck, and sometimes lay on the ground without caring about her image, looking through the roller blinds.

But due to the limited angle, she couldn't even be sure whether the two people were touching each other.

In order to obtain strong evidence of Mu Luan's affair with the guard, Qiao Yiliu decided to use the rockery and trees along the way as cover and take a closer look.

Just as she had finally hidden herself in a rockery nearest to the pavilion and was about to stick her head out to look.

In the pavilion, Jun Zhao pursed the tears from the corners of his lips.

The next moment, the smile suddenly turned cold. He exerted a little force with his palm and easily pulled Mu Luan into his arms and turned around to pick her up.

A black object in his hand instantly turned into a sharp weapon and shot towards the gap between the rockery.

A faint scent of green wood wafted over her nose, and before Mu Luan could react, she heard a short and quick cry of surprise.

Before Qiao Yiliu could see anything, a sharp gust of wind hit her on the head, and she fell to the ground in an instant, losing consciousness.

"what happened?"

Mu Luan broke free from Jun Zhao's arms, lifted the bamboo curtain and looked towards the source of the sound.

Then I saw a person lying on the rockery, with only the lower half of her body in a maid's uniform exposed.

Oh no, no one will be killed, right?

Mu Luan looked back at Jun Zhao with a complicated expression, then trotted out of the pavilion.

She carefully approached the unconscious maid and turned her body over.

When I saw her face clearly, I couldn't help but be surprised.

Joey Liu?

Why is she in the mansion?

Still wearing the clothes of a maid in the mansion?

Has she never left the general's mansion?

Mu Luan suppressed the doubts and fear in his heart, looked at her swollen forehead, held his breath, and reached out to feel her breath.

The next moment, her mind suddenly relaxed.

Fortunately, I'm still alive.

"Miss, are you afraid that I will kill her?"

Jun Zhao had a blank expression on his face, and only curled the corners of his lips unrestrainedly when Mu Luan looked at him.

Mu Luan didn't reply to him. She stood up and said, "She shouldn't have noticed since she's so far away."

Jun Zhao's half-closed eyelids moved, and he said indifferently: "It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let her go. Miss, are you really going to let her go?"

Mu Luan knew that with his strength, if Qiao Yiliu really knew something she shouldn't know, Jun Zhao would not give her a chance to breathe.

Forget it. Killing is not her strong point, and she can't kill someone to silence him or her over such a small matter.

Mu Luan nodded, "Let her go. When she wakes up, I will send someone to escort her out of the house."

Jun Zhao's expression flickered and he glanced coldly at the unconscious Qiao Yiliu.

If she hadn't intended to pester Mu Luoheng, she would have turned into a pile of bones in the ground long ago.

The idea is good, but it's just too stupid.

It has been delayed for nearly half a year, and Mu Luoheng has not been taken advantage of yet.

He almost thought that she had let go of her greed.

Since she didn't help, he could only help her.

Danfengyuan.

Madam Mu was leaning on the couch, holding a needle and thread in her hand, mending the cuffs of a dark robe.

A maid walked in quickly and was about to speak when Mu Luoheng walked over.

"Heng'er? Why are you here?"

Madam Mu waved her hand, and the maid bowed and left.

Mu Luoheng came to the small couch and hurriedly stopped A Niang from getting up, saying, "A Niang, please lean back. I heard Yaoyao say that you are sick?"

Madam Mu smiled, having guessed something, and said nonchalantly, "Yaoyao likes to exaggerate. What can happen to me? It may be that the weather has turned cooler recently, and I didn't put on more clothes in time, so I caught a cold."

After hearing what his mother said, Mu Luoheng felt extremely heavy in his heart.

He has always attached great importance to filial piety, but at this moment he didn't know how to persuade his mother.

Madam Mu saw that he looked like he was blaming himself, so she patted the empty seat on the side and said, "Don't worry. I know my mother's health best. You came at the right time. I was looking for you for something."

Mu Luoheng sat down on the edge of the couch, thought for a while, and said: "I hope that mother is healthy and happy, and stop worrying about my affairs. As for the second lady of the Ye family and the affairs of the noble family, mother can ask father. As for Yaoyao..."