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

No matter what the conflicting point is, Song Wenjing subconsciously protects the Song family's own reputation.

Thinking about it now, the moment the old princess saw her wearing the pair of moon-white pearl earrings, she looked down upon her future daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart.

All the difficulties that occurred later became reasonable explanations.

At this moment, she also developed a grudge against Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing originally wanted to use this pair of earrings to put her in the shackles of being the eldest daughter-in-law of the Song family.

He probably hadn't expected that his mother would be so dissatisfied with her.

She was so dissatisfied that she asked him to choose between her and the Song family.

Mu Luan's eyes trembled slightly, and the feeling of disappointment and desolation that had been lingering in her heart surged up again.

She covered her lips with the back of her hand and took a deep breath.

She secretly told herself: It’s different now, everything is different, her father, brother and mother are still here, she is not alone and helpless.

Although Mu Luan thought she had concealed it well, Song Wenjing still noticed something was wrong and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Mu Luan quickly calmed down, pretending to be calm, and said with a smile: "The earrings are dangling, which is inconvenient when riding on horseback. I appreciate your kindness, but you should take the earrings back."

Song Wenjing didn't know what went wrong, and he could clearly feel that Yaoyao's expression just now was gloomy.

Hearing her rejection without any reluctance, I suddenly felt a little depressed.

"There is no one else here, Yaoyao, just call me Brother Jing."

Apart from the guards who followed them, there were only the two of them.

The term "Your Highness" somewhat alienated the relationship between the two.

Mu Luan met the deep look in his eyes.

It seems that some feelings do not disappear if you don’t express them.

She took the reins and stepped off the horse.

Song Wenjing unconsciously spread his arms and protected her from behind.

Mu Luan landed steadily, lowered her eyes, and said softly: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Yaoyao..."

Seeing that she still insisted on calling him "Your Highness", Song Wenjing's eyes showed a hint of helplessness.

When he wanted to hand the brocade box in his hand to her again, he saw Mu Luan gently put her hand on the brocade box and pushed it back.

"Does Your Highness have someone he likes?"

A breeze blew across the hillside, ruffling the girl's hair and outlining her delicate face.

These words touched Song Wenjing's heart and left him speechless for a moment.

He thought Mu Luan wanted to confirm his feelings for her.

Thinking about it carefully, he had never seriously expressed that he liked her.

But it is no longer an unspoken secret that they were childhood sweethearts.

But at this moment, when Yaoyao asked this question, he felt inexplicably nervous.

With anticipation, but also with a hint of worry about the unknown.

"I have someone I like."

Song Wenjing looked serious, with tenderness and pity in his eyes.

No matter what his father and mother thought of Yaoyao, he was very clear about one thing: he liked her.

He wants to marry her as a princess!

"Then leave it to the person Your Highness likes," Mu Luan raised the corners of her lips and revealed a faint smile.

The seriousness in her eyes made Song Wenjing a little stunned for a moment.

He said, "He has someone he likes." After saying these words, Yaoyao shouldn't have such a nonchalant expression.

There is no shyness, no desire to explore.

It seemed like who he liked had nothing to do with her.

He almost had an illusion.

If he mentioned any woman other than her at this moment, she could even calmly send them a few words of blessing.

He suddenly panicked, his throat was dry and unbearable, "Yaoyao, you know what I mean ..."

Mu Luan softly took over his words, "Whoever your highness likes, as long as they can be harmonious and loving with each other, no matter who the future sister-in-law is, Yaoyao will support your highness's choice."

"Sister-in-law?"

Song Wenjing took two steps back with heavy steps, frowned, and felt a buzzing in his ears. He suddenly felt his breathing become faster.

He smiled bitterly and stared at Mu Luan's calm expression, "What sister-in-law? Yaoyao, don't you know how I feel about you? Or..."

"Or are you in love with someone else?"

Song Wenjing didn't want to admit how much these words hurt his self-esteem.

He is the current Prince of Jing in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He inherited the throne at a young age and is in charge of the largest territory in the Great Zhou, Runan!

Apart from the prince, he is the most honorable person among the younger generation in the Great Zhou.

Rather than saying that she fell in love with someone else, Song Wenjing would rather believe that this was a trick of the little girl to play hard to get.

Mu Luan said calmly, "I treat Your Highness the same as my elder brother and second brother. I just treat Your Highness as my elder brother."

Mu Luan's voice and expression were very clear when she spoke the last few words, but they were like needles that left countless holes in Song Wenjing's body.

He looked closely at Mu Luan's expression. There was not a trace of admiration in her clear and bright peach blossom eyes.

There was confusion in his eyes, and then it gradually became clear.

It seemed that since the birthday party after the New Year, Yaoyao had been particularly cold to me.

Even the letters that they used to exchange frequently were reduced to only one or two.

Last year he was still in Runan. The two places were separated by mountains and long distances, so he could understand that they had less contact.

What about now? They are both in the capital, so why has their feelings for each other become dull?

Song Wenjing stared at her eyes for a long time.

She has grown up, becoming more and more charming, but also more quiet and aloof.

He always thought that the little girl who sweetly called him "Brother Jing" had been waiting for him there.

I don't want to, I'm the only one who's thinking about her all the time.

At this time, the sound of several horses galloping came from far away.

As we got closer, we could hear the voices of the officials' sons, "Your Highness, I heard that the prince is organizing a competition. You should go and participate."

With the white horse partially blocking his view, Song Wenjing unnoticedly put the brocade box in his hand into the bag and said in a relaxed voice, "Okay, I'll join in the fun too."

He tried his best to suppress the loneliness in his eyes and looked at Mu Luan.

His voice was dry but unfamiliar as he said, "I'll send the guards to take Yaoyao back to the camp. Since the prince is hosting, I'll go over and take a look first."

Song Wenjing ordered the guards accompanying him to protect Mu Luan's safety.

Without waiting for Mu Luan's response, he jumped on the horse and whipped the white horse, which quickly carried him away from the hillside.

I don’t know if he was really in a hurry to go to the prince to watch the fun.

Or is it to avoid myself feeling overwhelmed at this moment?

In his mind, every time he imagined this scene today, he would see Yaoyao happily accepting the gift from the Song family.

It represents his attitude and his determination.

But he never expected that Yaoyao rejected her so straightforwardly.

elder brother?

Ah!

What brother?

She didn't leave any hope for herself.

He still didn't know what had changed Yaoyao's feelings towards him.