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

Mu Luan's heart sank and her cheeks suddenly turned red, so red that it hurt.

After two years of being with Jun Zhao day and night, I thought my character had become indestructible.

But every time I hear these joking words, I can't help but feel sad and lonely.

She was once the daughter of a loyal and devoted general, a position envied by countless noble ladies in the capital.

She has a kind father, a mother who loves and cares for her, and two brothers who treat her like treasures. The family lives in harmony and is very wealthy.

Unexpected events may occur unexpectedly.

My father and elder brother were only trying to drive away the soldiers, but they were suddenly killed in the battlefield.

In grief and indignation, A'niang rode alone for thousands of miles to Mobei to meet her father and brother, but when the team returned to the capital, they found three coffins neatly arranged.

The second elder brother secretly investigated the cause of death of his father and brother, and was inexplicably involved in a murder case. He is still being detained in the dungeon of the Dali Temple.

Such a handsome and bright young man, before he even reached adulthood, was already covered in scars and looked frail.

And she, the legitimate daughter of a defeated general, became a wedding dress for the powerful in the capital to curry favor with the upper class.

She didn't know how she got into the palace, but when she woke up she became Jun Zhao's concubine.

Once a darling of heaven, Mu Luan's eyes became red unconsciously as she had now fallen to a lowly person who had to rely on her body to survive.

"Hiss", the pain quickly broke Mu Luan's mind.

The arm around her waist was incredibly strong, making it hard for her to breathe.

But she didn't have the courage to let Jun Zhao let go, let alone cry out in pain. She just secretly raised her hand to grab the clothes around his waist, breathing gently to relieve the discomfort.

In two years, she had already learned how to survive safely around a madman.

The dark blue mask was a little cold, which made Mu Luan hide in his arms for a while. He said, "I have nothing to do recently, and I thought that scriptures can bring blessings, so I copied some."

How could her little movements escape Jun Zhao's eyes.

She wanted to hide, but he pressed the cold mask against her warm neck again and tightened his strong arms a little more.

Feeling the person in his arms rubbing against his chest because of the cold, he curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

He often couldn't understand why such a delicate body, which could be broken with just a little force, had such a charming attraction?

Mu Luan's voice was soft and tender, floating in people's hearts like a feather. She took a deep breath and said, "For both the prince and the child who is about to be born."

The child is naturally not Mu Luan's.

A few months ago, the girl came into the mansion pregnant, and Jun Zhao personally welcomed her in.

I heard that this was the white moonlight he met when he was on the run. Jun Zhao had been thinking about her for a long time, and now his wish has finally come true.

It was the first time that Mu Luan saw him care so much about a woman. He carefully protected her in the other courtyard and ordered his servants to take good care of her.

He didn't allow Mu Luan to mention or inquire about that person, let alone meet that person in private.

I guess he really loves her, so he can't bear to see her get hurt.

Mu Luan felt relieved.

As long as Jun Zhao stopped pestering her, or even slowly forgot about her, she could leave the house earlier and go see her second brother.

But even though he has a girl he likes, he still clings to her tightly.

Moreover, it seemed that Jun Zhao had become more overbearing and tyrannical since Bai Yueguang entered the mansion, often making her sleepless nights.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Luan finished speaking, Jun Zhao slowly opened his eyes with a hint of deep meaning.

Mu Luan held her breath quietly, fearing that Jun Zhao would be angry because she mentioned the child.

After a long silence, a hoarse voice whispered in her ear, "Mu Luan, if you have this thought, don't cry at night. It's more useful than praying to Buddha or asking for scriptures."

Mu Luan was stunned for a moment. The warm breath was like a flame, instantly burning her ears red.

She cleared her throat uncomfortably, and just as Jun Zhao was about to kiss her neck, she mustered up the courage to say, "My Lord, the wedding will be in a few days, I...I want to go see my second brother."

Jun Zhao didn't stop moving when he heard that, and his cold lips firmly pressed against the skin as white as mutton-fat jade.

But he just kissed her and then didn't touch her again, and even let her go.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Luan. There was a chill in his deep eyes, completely lacking the slightest warmth that he had felt when he whispered just now.

He looked down, staring at the rosy red lips, and his fingers behind his back gently twisted them from time to time.

"Killing someone means paying with one's life. Mu Qingyu committed a capital crime."

Jun Zhao said, bending down slightly, with a smile on his face, "Mu Luan, what qualifications do you think you have to meet a death row inmate who has committed a serious crime?"

After saying that, he walked towards the bathroom.

Before Mu Luan could react, her body had already reacted and she quickly grabbed Jun Zhao's sleeve.

Jun Zhao, who could easily crush human bones, actually stopped because of that soft force.

He didn't look back at Mu Luan, but just waited leisurely, looking down on everyone, as if nothing was out of his control.

Mu Luan's eyes were red and she stood there at a loss.

She desperately wanted to defend her second brother, saying that he was not a death row prisoner and was being wrongly accused. However, she opened her mouth and said nothing.

You can't reason with a madman, she knows this better than anyone.

Only if she showed her sincerity would Jun Zhao be kind enough to give in.

Mu Luan bit her red lips and raised her delicate fingertips to hug his slender waist.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her soft hands seemed boneless.

"Your Majesty, I was wrong."

Jun Zhao's slightly raised eyes were dark and cold. He pried open her soft knuckles one by one and turned to look into her wet eyes.

A pair of peach blossom eyes as beautiful as autumn water, looking pitiful.

He really looks like a poor homeless creature.

"Take it off."

He gave orders like a superior, and his dark eyes enveloped Mu Luan like a whirlpool.

The hoarse voice fell into the ears, making people tremble unconsciously.

Mu Luan tried her best to resist the urge to turn around and run. Faced with something that could not be refused, her only choice was to accept it.

Besides, the target was Jun Zhao, so she had no room to refuse.

The fingertips trembled and fell on the ribbon of the waist belt...

The raw silk corset around her waist fell off, and her skirt fell to her feet. She huddled closer to Jun Zhao, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Compared to Mu Luan's embarrassment, Jun Zhao was still neatly dressed, like a dormant beast, ready to strike at any time.

Even someone as dull as Jun Zhao had to admit that Mu Luan had an extremely beautiful appearance, fair skin, and unparalleled beauty.

It is the only thing he covets in his dark world.

Mu Luan wanted to help him undress, but as soon as she touched his robe, he was pulled into her arms.

He held her head with his hands and bent down to kiss her red lips with a fierce momentum, like a wild beast just out of the cage, biting its prey.

Mu Luan didn't hold on for long. Her body softened and the corners of her eyes were moist, making her look like a charming fairy.

Jun Zhao pulled her to his waist, spread her legs, held her hips, turned around and carried her into the bathroom.

Under the bright lights, the overlapping figures were dimly reflected on the windows, and low gasps accompanied by soft sobs rose and fell in the moonlight.

The moon is setting in the west, and the cold dew has turned into frost on the plum branches.

Mu Luan was awake when she heard Jun Zhao's last words, "I'll take you to meet him after we get married."