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

The space in the secret room was limited, and Mu Luan did not see Jun Zhao.

She got off the couch and stepped on the ground with her bare feet.

I came to the wall and groped for a while.

She remembered that there was a secret compartment here, and as long as she found it, she could get out.

Just when she touched a bulge, before she could press it down, the stone door was opened from the outside to the inside in front of her.

Mu Luan's heart was beating like a drum and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

In the darkness, that angular and handsome face slowly appeared in sight.

Jun Zhao looked at Mu Luan who was hiding away, with an indifferent look between his brows, and even his tone was cold, "The young lady is awake."

He was holding a tray in his hand, on which were placed various kinds of exquisite peach blossom cakes.

Mu Luan just took a glance, without any appetite, and stared at Jun Zhao expressionlessly.

Her eyes were full of defensiveness, and she unconsciously took a few steps back.

For a moment, the two were silent and the atmosphere was tense.

Jun Zhao stared at her for a moment, then stepped into the stone gate.

The leisurely pace is very much like the casual nobility of the previous life.

He placed the cakes on the table. Seeing that Mu Luan remained silent, he pinched a piece of cake with his fingertips and walked slowly towards her. "Miss, don't you like peach blossom cakes? Would you like to try some?"

Mu Luan walked around the table, avoiding his approach, with a more alert look in her eyes.

"Why did you bring me here?"

He seemed calm and composed on the surface, but who knows what kind of turbulent plans he was suppressing behind the scenes.

"Peach Blossom Cake should be eaten while hot so that it is soft and sticky."

He looked at her steadily, his eyes gentle, even with a hint of flattery.

But all Mu Luan saw was him waiting for an opportunity with ill intentions.

"I don't want to eat. I want to go home. My family will definitely be worried if they find out I'm not here."

Mu Luan tried to negotiate with him to let her go.

Jun Zhao stopped and stood a table away from her, watching her as she dodged in panic.

After a while, his cool lips curled lightly, "Miss, don't you want to stay with me?"

There was a cold tone in his voice, and his dark eyes showed no emotion.

But Mu Luan was all too familiar with this kind of aggressive and dangerous look.

He was like this in his previous life. One moment he could be as gentle as jade and look like a human being, and the next moment he could be as fierce as a jackal, tiger or leopard, forcing people to the brink of life and death.

She tightened her numb and trembling fingertips, trying to calm herself down, and said lightly and seriously: "Jun Zhao, I am not as scheming as you. I have no right to participate in your plan for the world. The only thing I can do is to give you a good habitat. I have no intention of harming you, and I hope you will let me go."

Jun Zhao sneered, and the haze in his eyes gradually emerged. With a cold and sarcastic look, he said slowly: "Miss, have you forgotten that the third poison has not been cured yet!"

I thought I would see her frustrated and depressed, but Mu Luan's eyes just flickered for a moment, and she said slowly: "Is there really a third detoxification?"

She stared at Jun Zhao's barely perceptible smile, her tone still calm, "I asked the palace doctor, and there is no residual poison in my body."

In fact, after the first detoxification, she asked the court doctor to check again.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe Jun Zhao, it’s that she simply can’t believe him at all.

No matter if he is just trying to do it for the sake of novelty, he really needs to save himself.

Or for some purpose, I commit myself to him.

The relationship between them is one of mutual benefit.

Living a new life, she cares about this life more than anyone else, and if he wants a body, just give it to him.

Jun Zhao's mocking smile faded, and he looked at her for a long time without saying a word, wondering what he was thinking about.

But his silence said it all.

For a long time, the only sound in the quiet stone chamber was the flickering sound of the candle.

He lowered his eyes to look at the soft and chewy pastry at his fingertips, then put it back on the porcelain plate with a pattern of trembling peach branches.

Mu Luan found the right moment, took a step back, turned around and said without hesitation: "Thank you for the detoxification. I'm leaving now."

She walked quickly to the stone gate, but Jun Zhao's deep voice rang out slowly behind her, "Miss, can you really get out of here?"

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable of his voice, which was as cold as the crack of a glacier, causing Mu Luan's ears to shiver.

Where the candlelight could not reach, it was pitch black outside the stone gate.

Mu Luan suddenly stopped in her tracks, her beautiful eyes fixed on the pitch-black darkness.

She knew clearly that the road here had many corners and forks.

I came to this secret room twice and was in a coma both times.

Although she was still conscious the last time she went out, it had been so long that she had long forgotten which corner and fork to go out.

I don’t know if it was because I was barefoot or because the stone chamber was icy cold, but the bone-chilling coldness climbed up through the soles of my feet, into my spine, and penetrated my entire body.

Mu Luan's hanging fingertips couldn't stop feeling cold.

Just as a look of loss gradually filled her eyes, her body suddenly stiffened.

His hands were cold, wrapped around his waist like a poisonous snake.

As if he had received a touch of warmth that he couldn't let go of, his thin lips slowly moved down and landed on her snow-white neck.

He said slowly, "Miss, do you think that if a wild animal drags its prey into its lair, it will give her a chance to escape?"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, holding a black pill between his two fingers, and said in a calm tone, "Be good, take it."

What would happen if the poison was removed? The poison could be added again, over and over again. She could only control it in her own hands.

Mu Luan's eyes trembled, emotions surged violently in her eyes, and her delicate fingertips pinched into her palm fiercely.

It was as if my breathing was forcibly suppressed, and my chest felt stuffy and painful.

"what is this?"

She asked even though she knew the answer, but she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"Miss, if you eat this, you will be obedient forever."

The calm voice was like a heavy punch, shattering Mu Luan's hopes to the ground.

"Eat it and turn me into a numb puppet. Then, hide me in this dark room until I die?"

Mu Luan endured the sourness in his nose and analyzed his future fate with a sad look.

She didn't hear Jun Zhao's response, but her ears were filled with cold breath.

And here she was, in the arms of a madman.

Thinking back to the time when he was confined in the Prince Regent's Palace in his previous life and after his death was frozen in a dark secret room, now, after another reincarnation, he still returned to the place where his fate was bound.

She bit her lips tightly, not letting her suppressed hatred leak out, her body tensed up, "Jun Zhao, I don't want to live like that anymore, I'll die."

Jun Zhao lowered his eyes and savored her endless chatter. His dark eyes seemed to be filled with silence, yet also seemed to be filled with clouds and ink.

再？

Feeling the suffocating emotion of the person in his arms, the coldness in Jun Zhao's eyes loosened like melting ice.

He raised his hand, and his calloused fingertips touched her tightly bitten red lips, and said coldly: "Let go."

Mu Luan tried to turn her head away stubbornly, but Jun Zhao was holding her down with great force.