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

Jun Qizheng said disdainfully: "Yangcheng, a place where so many people are suffering, has no need to exist at all. It should disappear completely just like Mu Luoheng!"

disappear?

The stern look in Jun Qizhen's eyes suddenly eased.

Yes, why didn’t he think of it!

Jun Qizheng sat down in a daze, the thoughts in his mind magnified infinitely.

"Isn't Mu Luoheng very free? Then send him to Yangcheng!"

The sky was gloomy, as if covered by a heavy net.

In the underground secret room of Hexiang Pavilion.

Jun Zhao fell into a nightmare.

He never expected to spend the rest of his life with anyone.

But in his dream, he held a grand wedding for a woman.

The most famous embroiderer in the palace spent three months in fear.

Just to make a beautiful wedding dress for the Phoenix Returning Home within the deadline.

On the wedding day, the house was packed with guests.

He secretly promised in his heart that from now on, she would be the most precious woman in the entire Great Zhou.

Wearing wedding clothes, he held her hand and walked through the corridor hung with red silk wedding cloth.

The orange-red lanterns gradually appeared on the woman's face.

Revealing that familiar, unparalleled beautiful face.

He smiled softly, leaned over and put his arms around her slender waist, lowered his head to pry open her pearly teeth, and penetrated her delicate lips.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes reflected the delicate ripples of light, tender and gentle.

Jun Zhao couldn't help it and bit her lips and tongue with evil intentions.

The little girl groaned in pain, her watery eyes becoming even brighter.

The pitiful and aggrieved look almost drove Jun Zhao crazy.

There was a cold and dangerous meaning in his slightly narrowed eyes. He pushed the person onto the bed and demanded what he wanted.

The little girl was severely bullied and kept calling "Prince" in a soft and hoarse voice with a faint cry tone.

Whenever she couldn't bear it anymore, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes dim, and she could only weakly wrap her arms around his waist, trying her best to relieve the pain...

Jun Zhao's Adam's apple rolled, and he pressed his thin lips against her ear, coaxing her in a scorching voice, "Call me husband!"

"Husband...husband, husband," her voice trembled slightly, and he held her tighter in his arms.

The tip of his tongue slid across the water color on her red lips, and then he bit them hard.

Just as he was about to go deeper, he suddenly tasted a strong smell of blood.

The moment he raised his eyes, the scene changed. Heavy snow was falling and shrill cries were heard all around. Only the person in his arms was so quiet that it was frightening.

The dazzling red color is hidden in the vast snow, and the flowing bloody red is like blooming plum blossoms, blooming in the courtyard.

Jun Zhao's eyes seemed to have lost their temperature. He looked at the blood-red stains on his hands and lowered his eyes in a daze.

Mu Luan was pierced by a sharp arrow in the chest, leaving a dark stain on her wedding dress.

There was blood at the corners of her lips, her eyes were closed, and she looked as peaceful as if she was sleeping.

But no matter how Jun Zhao called her, she never opened her eyes again.

He could clearly feel the warmth in his arms slipping away bit by bit. He tried desperately to grab onto something, but all that was left was ice-cold chill.

Jun Zhao struggled to wake up from his dream, gasping slightly, and subconsciously covered his aching heart.

My whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and my hands and feet were icy cold without a trace of warmth.

The secret room was pitch black with two dim candle flames flickering in the darkness. Half of his face was submerged in shadow, and the taut lines of his jaw revealed a sharp look.

He didn't quite understand why he had such a dream, but he felt very uncomfortable.

It felt like someone was digging a piece of my flesh out alive, and it was so painful that it was numb.

He raised his hand and turned it over to check.

It was cold white, without a single dark red blood stain.

But if you watch it quietly for a while, you will find that it is shaking unconsciously.

Jun Zhao knew that this was just a dream.

But the picture was so clear that he felt as if everything had really happened.

In the dark alley, a black shadow quickly passed through, finally stopped in front of the stone gate, and pressed the mechanism.

Yingchuan presented the secret letter and replied respectfully: "Master, this is a letter from the palace."

Jun Zhao's bony fingertips were slightly bent and clenched little by little, as if trying to grasp the warmth that disappeared in his dream.

After a while, he turned sideways and took the secret letter from Yingchuan's hand.

However, he did not open the letter immediately, but instead cast his dark gaze on Yingchuan.

Yingchuan felt an inexplicable chill down his spine, his mind racing, quickly searching for possible mistakes he might have made.

But before he could figure out what was going on, he heard his master say, "Transfer Yingqi back to take over your position."

Yingchuan looked up at his master in disbelief, then quickly lowered his head, kneeling without daring to move, sweat appearing on his forehead in the blink of an eye.

"Master... Master, I am your subordinate..." His brain, which had been working rapidly, seemed to be stuck at this moment and became blank.

But before he could finish his words, Jun Zhao continued to order: "From now on, follow Mu Luan. If she lives, you live. If she dies, you die."

The cold voice carried an irresistible intimidation and fell into Yingchuan's ears.

There was suddenly light in Yingchuan's eyes, but it was a light of shock and doubt.

But he didn't ask the reason and soon regained his composure.

Their duty is to complete the tasks assigned by their masters at all costs.

Since the master said so, there must be a reason for it, so he just has to do it.

He lowered his head and said solemnly, "Yes."

After Yingchuan left, Jun Zhao sat for a long time before slowly opening the secret letter.

Everything that happened in the Eastern Palace was written in tiny calligraphy on the yellowed paper.

After a moment, an indifferent voice sounded slowly, "Miss, this time it was Mu Luoheng who asked for it."

General's Mansion, Shaoguangyuan.

It was rare for Mu Luan to see Mu Qingyu being so idle and leisurely in her own courtyard.

He usually wears tight clothes, but today he was wearing a light blue gentleman's suit.

It kept swaying in front of her eyes, just like... just like a peacock spreading its tail.

Mu Luan sat beside the small couch, watching him humming a song while trimming her plate of orchids that had just sprouted.

Looking at the small handful of tender sprouts on the ground, Mu Luan felt distressed. She couldn't help but stand up, walked to Mu Qingyu's side and asked, "Second brother looks different today."

Mu Qingyu held a handful of sharp buds in his hand, tilted his head and looked at Mu Luan, and said with a bright look: "Yaoyao also found it, come and see, am I dressed appropriately today?"

As soon as she finished saying the word "dang", Mu Luan watched helplessly as the little orchid lost another corner.

She rubbed against Mu Qingyu distressedly, stood in front of Lanhua, and said insincerely: "It looks good."

Mu Qingyu raised his hand, admired it for a while, and said with satisfaction: "I think it looks good too."

After Mu Luan carefully checked the condition of the orchid, her expression wilted.

I'm afraid my wish for it to bloom next year will never come true.

She sighed, turned to the flower-like Mu Qingyu and asked, "Second brother, don't you have to go to the Beiya Forbidden Army Camp today?"

Mu Qingyu waved his hand casually, "No need, didn't you make an appointment with Shen Yin? I will go shopping with you today."

Mu Luan asked: "How did Second Brother know that I had an appointment with A Yin?"

Mu Qingyu paused with a smile on his face, and then he rolled his eyes and said, "Of course it was you who said that, Yaoyao."

Mu Luan couldn't help but feel puzzled.

The clothing shop had some new autumn clothing, so Ayin made an appointment with her to go and pick out a few pieces.

She never told this to her second brother.