Mu Luan secretly suppressed the fear in her heart and groped forward along the route she remembered.

Just as he was about to reach the porch, he suddenly missed a step and fell straight into a thorny bush on the side.

At the critical moment, one of her arms was suddenly grasped by a cold hand, and she was immediately taken away from the flowers and put into a strong embrace.

Mu Luan blinked her eyes which were constantly hit by the rain, but her hands were tightly grasping the collar of the person beside her.

At that moment, she couldn't see the person's appearance clearly.

But it was a familiar scent to her.

She was very sure that it was Jun Zhao.

She didn't have time to play hide and seek with him. She was afraid that he would abandon her again, so she could only hold on to him.

The next moment, her body lightened, Jun Zhao grabbed her legs and carried her up to the empty corridor.

In the dark corridor, the lanterns kept swaying, with only a struggling light remaining in the distance.

The faint light shone on the two of them, and their shadows jumped and trembled, revealing an eerie and uneasy atmosphere.

Both of their hair and cheeks were wet.

Jun Zhao's lips were pale, he lowered his eyes to look at her soaking wet appearance, and said in a dark and indistinct voice: "Miss, why don't you stay in the house properly? Don't you catch a cold in the rain like this?"

Mu Luan panted, pursed her lips and whispered: "Put me down, I have something to ask you."

"Miss, you should go back and change your clothes, or even take a hot bath." Jun Zhao said.

Mu Luan stared into his eyes and asked, "You know what I'm going to ask, right?"

Jun Zhao was silent for a moment, bent down to put the person down, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

I don’t know if it’s residual rain water or something else.

Mu Luan turned her head away from his touch and asked bluntly, "Did you see a long time ago that Qiao Yiliu had ill intentions towards my eldest brother?"

Jun Zhao pursed his lips, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Yes."

"You didn't kill Qiao Yiliu just to let her plot against my eldest brother, right?"

"Isn't it good to help others? It will save him from thinking about the young lady."

Mu Luan's eyes were filled with endless anger, and she looked straight into Jun Zhao's eyes, "Big brother has taken care of me and loved me since I was a child. Just because you don't have brothers and sisters who love each other doesn't mean that others can't have them."

Jun Zhao's calm face froze for a moment.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and suddenly raised a contemptuous and cold smile.

When he raised his eyes again, his back straightened up, and his slender figure, carrying an innate sense of oppression, enveloped Mu Luan's head.

"So the young lady knows everything. What does she want to do? To report me, or... to kill me like them?"

Jun Zhao's entire face was hidden in the shadow under the eaves, and his fingertips gently brushed against the water droplets dripping from the tips of his hair behind him.

Mu Luan knew how fierce the fight for the throne was. Jun Zhao was not a good person, and how many of his brothers and sisters were kind-hearted?

If she wanted to report him, she would not have let him go when they first met at Youming Inn.

As for killing him, that was sheer nonsense; she didn't have the ability to do that.

If she really had the courage to kill someone, Jun Zhao would have died countless times in bed in her previous life. How could she let herself suffer so much humiliation!

Although a madman is not easy to fool, as long as you grasp his weak spot, he can be as obedient as a kitten.

Relying on her understanding of Jun Zhao in her previous life, she felt that the Mu family could still have a chance of survival under his fangs.

But a madman is a madman, what weaknesses can he have that can be exploited?

It was just like in his previous life. When he was not satisfied, he would kill people to vent his anger and enjoy the pleasure of planning and killing.

He had promised her righteously, solemnly, and seriously that he would not harm the Mu family.

What now?

The lightest promise of a madman!

He takes root in the darkness and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

She was too naive, and seemed to have pushed the Mu family to the edge of the cliff by her own strength.

But educating a madman is inherently a very risky thing.

If possible, she would be willing to be the sacrifice instead of her elder brother.

"Take out the antidote and save my brother. I will just pretend that what happened today never happened."

Mu Luan raised her head and her eyes, her body was already trembling slightly. The chill brought by the breeze was really uncomfortable.

Jun Zhao's lips twitched, "Miss, how did you know that I have the antidote?"

Mu Luan did not answer but asked: "You were the one who replaced the aphrodisiac in Qiao Yiliu's hand, right?"

Jun Zhao's eyes paused, and a sinister look flashed across his cold face.

He lifted her chin with his hand and stared at her trembling eyelashes for a long time, "Miss, you are so smart, it seems like you have witnessed everything with your own eyes."

Mu Luan suppressed the guilt in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes.

At this moment, she was certain that Jun Zhao was responsible for the poison in her brother's body.

"It was because I trusted you too much that I brought trouble upon my brother."

Jun Zhao half-closed his eyes and looked at her, gently stroking her soft lips with his fingertips, "Miss, don't forget, you still have some poison in your body!"

Mu Luan tried her best to suppress the urge to shrink, her nose tip was red, and she looked stubborn and pitiful.

Jun Zhao's heart moved slightly, as if he remembered something funny, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up in an arc that mocked everyone.

Mu Luan watched him take out the short and sharp dagger from his waist.

Just when she was in doubt, Jun Zhao turned the dagger and placed the handle into her delicate palm.

The tears could not bear the suppressed emotions and burst out the moment Mu Luan lowered her eyes.

She didn't really want to cry, but she felt guilty when she thought that her elder brother suffered because of her.

It dripped hotly on the back of Jun Zhao's pale and cold hand, and his heart felt like it was burned, with a slight pain.

But the physical abnormality did not make him give up the joy in front of him, especially when the little girl looked pitiful.

The slender fingers loosened, allowing her to hold the short blade in her hand tremblingly.

He stood just a few feet away from her, looking down at her tear-stained face with confusion.

With a dark and wanton smile, he said casually: "Since you two brothers and sisters love each other so much, then give Miss a choice."

"I can only save one of you, the lady or him!"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Luan's breathing stagnated, and she felt a bone-chilling coldness spreading through her hands and feet, and her fingertips felt numb as if they were frozen.

This life overlaps with the previous life, and the person half-hidden in the darkness completely merges with that noble and handsome face.

Isn't this the arrogant Jun Zhao who mocks everyone?

In the previous life, he was implicated by him and died in the Regent's Palace.

In this life, I have once again become a victim of his conspiracy.

She died because of the same person in both lives. Her luck is probably rare in the world.

There was no trace of panic in Mu Luan's eyes. Instead, he was surprisingly quiet. After all, someone had died once, so he had some experience.

She could hardly remember what her body felt like when she died in her previous life.

It seems to hurt.

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