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

Su Lan stood up, holding up her dress, bowed gracefully, and then calmly left with the others.

Jun Qizheng suddenly called her, "Lan'er, you stay."

Su Lan paused, a hint of deep meaning flashed across her eyes.

Zhang Liangdi happened to pass by her and caught a glimpse of her smug look.

She glared at Su Lan angrily, then left unwillingly.

Soon, Jun Qizhen and Su Lan were the only ones left in Zhongcui Palace.

Su Lan kept her eyes down, and after a moment, a pair of golden boots with golden cloud pattern edges slowly appeared in her sight.

Jun Qi was pinching her chin and lifting her up, examining this beautiful face that he both loved and hated.

The more I stare at this beautiful face, the more I think of the woman in the general's mansion.

A stream of evil energy was rushing down.

Su Lan didn't know that although the prince was right in front of her, his mind was not on her at all.

Her lips moved slightly, and she looked at him timidly, "Brother Crown Prince..."

The voice was even softer than usual, enough to soften the bones and make people excited.

Jun Qizhen didn't say anything, he hugged the man into his arms, pulled the belt and pushed him into the bed, and began to torture him without any gentleness.

The guards standing outside the palace gate soon heard a sound of pain mixed with suppressed pleasure.

Half an hour later, Su Lan thought that the prince would let her spend the night in his bedroom as he did before.

But no matter how softly she tried to please him, Jun Qizhen still maintained his attitude.

There was an impatient look in his eyes, but his tone was calm and steady as he coaxed, "Lan'er, be good. I have something important to discuss, so I can't keep you here. Go back and rest first."

As he spoke, he suddenly curled his lips, caressed her belly in an ambiguous way, and chuckled, "Only after you have a good rest can you bear fruit for me and have many children."

Su Lan smiled shyly. Although she was reluctant, she knew her limits and nodded in agreement.

Jun Qizheng understood Su Lan's hard work and specially sent someone to carry a sedan chair to send her back to the side hall.

Cao Mang stood at the door of the palace, looked thoughtfully at the person sitting in the sedan chair going away, lowered his eyes, and walked into the bedroom.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, he raised his hand in disgust to wave away the turbid air, and lightly covered his mouth and nose with his orchid fingertips.

He threw a look at the young eunuch beside him, who bowed, took a few steps back, and walked towards the incense burner on the table.

After the faint scent of pure air drifted out from the incense burner, Cao Mang walked slowly to the prince and said, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

Jun Qi was sitting on the carved couch, turning a jade hairpin he had just taken off Su Lan's head in his hand, admiring it.

Hearing the voice, he looked up at him and asked directly, "How is the progress of the Lingqu construction?"

Outside the bay window, a black figure slowly walked towards the bedroom.

From a distance, several attendants who had always been close to Cao Mang could be seen wandering outside the palace gate.

Under the half-red-gold mask, the black eyes were slightly raised, revealing a cold light.

Cao Mang raised his eyelids and took a deep look at the prince, then said slowly, "Jiang Xia has already replaced most of the solid wood. As long as Mu Luoheng gives the order to start construction, the Lingqu Canal will be completed within two months."

“Two months is too long!”

Jun Qi impatiently threw the jade hairpin in his hand to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, and the jade hairpin instantly broke into three or four pieces.

The sharp debris splashed towards Cao Mang, and Cao Mang raised his sleeves to block his face.

Jun Qi was standing barefoot on the footrest, glaring at him and saying, "Send someone to tell him that the Lingqu Canal must be built within a month at most."

Cao Mang slowly put down his sleeves, shook off the crystal fragments on them, his eyes full of cold light.

"Yes, I will do it now."

He turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the prince.

Jun Qi was looking at the broken jade hairpin with cloudy eyes, and said: "Father is unwilling to grant me a marriage with Miss Mu. Since you are suspicious of her, then don't let her enter the palace."

Cao Mang was a little surprised, thinking that the prince had figured it out, and then he heard him say firmly: "If you can't become my crown princess, you can become my woman. The autumn hunt will begin in a few days, and all the powerful ministers and noble ladies will participate. Then..."

Jun Qizhen did not make his words too clear, but Cao Mang already understood his meaning.

Since you can't eat it openly, you have to eat it secretly.

In the dark, Jun Zhao stroked a leaf that was blown down by the breeze with his fingertips.

He heard the entire conversation between the two people in the room.

He gathered the leaves into his palm little by little, and when he released them, they had turned into fine debris and fell from between his fingers.

In late autumn, it is a good time for harvest. The autumn atmosphere is so strong that even the air is filled with a sweet fruity scent.

On this day, Shen Yin arrived at the general's mansion early in the morning, and Mu Luan realized that in the blink of an eye, the royal autumn hunt would be in two days.

During the autumn hunt almost every year, Emperor Xuan would take important civil and military officials from the capital to Mulan Mountain to inspect, practice martial arts, and engage in hunting.

The scene was spectacular and very lively.

Shen Yin has always been a dashing person and naturally enjoys hunting.

If the Holy Grace allows, I will definitely be the first to join the team to break camp.

This year is different from usual years. In addition to important civil and military officials, children of officials are also invited.

So Shen Yin came to find Mu Luan excitedly early in the morning, planning in his mind that the two of them could travel together.

For more than half a month, Mu Luan has been staying in Shaoguangyuan.

After Jun Zhao sent her back, he never showed up again.

Without him, everything in life seemed normal, yet also seemed to have changed slightly.

Occasionally, she would hear some noise at night, and when she woke up from a daze, she would subconsciously think that he had come.

But when she lifted the gauze curtain and found the room was quiet and empty, she felt inexplicably empty inside.

What is she expecting?

him?

Crazy!

How could she possibly want him to be around her when she wanted to avoid him in both lives?

If he really left, she should burn incense and thank God.

Shen Yin picked up a bright red winter date from the table, turned it over in her hands to examine it carefully, then put it to her nose and sniffed it.

Only after smelling a sweet scent did I dare to open my mouth and take a tentative bite.

With a snap, the food tasted crispy and sweet, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"This winter jujube is good, quite sweet."

Shen Yin took two bites and didn't hear Mu Luan's response. She glanced at her and found that she was staring at the cups on the table with empty eyes. No one knew what she was thinking.

She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Mu Luan's eyes. Mu Luan's eyes gradually focused and she blinked and looked at Shen Yin in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I also wanted to ask you what's wrong with you. Why do you look so distracted?"

Shen Yin took the remaining winter dates from her fingertips and put them into her mouth.

It was obviously an ordinary scene, but some fragments suddenly emerged in Mu Luan's mind.

That bowl of throat-soothing soup that was so bitter it made your scalp numb...

She drank half a bowl of water and just when she was feeling bitter and shuddering, a tempting hawthorn suddenly appeared before her eyes.