There was a calculation in his eyes.

Handing the person over can be considered as a wake-up call to Mu Sinian.

"Someone is still alive!"

He lightly lifted her chin with his fingertips, and his deep eyes returned to normal.

A gleam of light blossomed in Mu Luan's peach blossom eyes, and she looked at him suspiciously.

Seeing her dazed yet curious look, Jun Zhao suddenly tightened his hand on her waist.

Mu Luan opened her eyes slightly, leaned forward, and her soft body was squeezed tightly against Jun Zhao's chest.

She fell into Jun Zhao's arms, and in her ears she could hear the dull sound of his heartbeat, which vibrated out from his hard chest.

It seemed to be enticing, attracting Mu Luan's attention.

She loosened her grip unconsciously, and only came to her senses when Jun Zhao took the shirt away from her hands.

"Ugh!"

She cried out in surprise, looked up at the poor piece of cloth that he had pulled into his palm, and wanted to reach out to grab it.

Jun Zhao held her head with one hand and pressed it back into his arms, and put his other hand behind her back to support her lower back. There was a heat in his deep black eyes that could hardly be concealed.

His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Miss asked me to do something for you, and I always ask for some compensation from you. If you don't give me anything, do you really think I'm a good person?"

Mu Luan's cheeks suddenly turned red at these words.

Who would want women's underwear as payment?

And you say it so seriously!

She moved her body, raised her eyes to look at him, and said shyly: "I'll get you a new one, this one..."

"I don't want a new one, I want this one," Jun Zhao's low and hoarse voice was stubborn and firm.

Mu Luan looked at his rolling Adam's apple and was slightly stunned.

She didn't know if it was because they were pressed too tightly, but the heat from both of them was rising rapidly, burning each other's clothes. It seemed like something was rising. She took a small breath to adjust her breathing and didn't dare to move.

I closed my eyes tightly and leaned against his chest, repeating to myself like a hypnotic: I have never worn that little dress...

Jun Zhao lowered his head. Although his beautiful peach blossom eyes were covered by his eyelids, his crow-feather-like eyelashes kept trembling.

The corners of his lips curled up in pleasure.

The little girl is thin-skinned and feels shy. What should she do in the future?

In fact, when the little girl was making a fuss in the secret room that day and wanted to leave, he had already made up his mind to let her go.

But when he learned that the prince was going to set a trap during the autumn hunt, waiting for his fair, tender and silly young lady to jump into it, he hesitated.

Although Jun Qi Zheng is a waste, he is easy to control.

As long as you make good use of him, you can save yourself a lot of trouble.

But damn it, he actually dared to have evil thoughts about his people!

A filthy person like me doesn't deserve to have her, not only him, but the prince as well!

The Jun family members are all hypocritical villains. They are in high positions and talk about morality, but their actions are all evil and unorthodox.

How could he allow such an ugly thing to defile the young lady?

The prince shouldn't have died, but he had to touch someone he shouldn't have.

Then he could only send him down early to reunite with the third prince.

The moment the thought of hesitation appeared in his mind, he had already begun to plan the assassination in Qiushou.

But time is limited, and it is still unknown how many people will act as bridges and connections.

The only thing that is certain is that the Queen and the Ye family were involved.

As for Song Wenjing...

Jun Zhao lowered his eyes, feeling the shallow and long breathing of the person in his arms, and his fingertips unconsciously fell on her back and patted her lightly.

At this time, in the alley next door, Yingchuan and Yingqi hid under a small door that could barely block the rain.

There was also a wet, soaked chicken standing next to him, with his eyes closed.

Yingqi pointed at the "chicken" and asked, "Where did you catch one of these?"

"I advise you to speak humanely. It holds a grudge very much!"

Yingchuan glanced at him, looked at the rain curtain in front of him, and said calmly: "Besides, I have a name, Bai Deng."

Yingqi looked at Yingchuan in surprise. If it hadn't rained suddenly, he wouldn't have known when Yingchuan had tamed a Saker Falcon.

He took another serious look at the "drowned chicken" on the ground, and couldn't help but be amazed at Yingchuan's strength.

Yingchuan has to guard the eldest daughter of the Mu family day and night, and also find time to tame a ferocious beast. This kind of endurance is unmatched by ordinary people.

Yingqi squatted down and wanted to touch Baiden.

As a result, Bai Deng raised his eyes and pecked at his naughty hand accurately.

Yingqi instinctively sensed the danger and quickly retracted his hand.

Bai Deng flapped his wings and dived into the rain curtain. In a few blinks of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Yingchuan looked at the figure flying away, slapped Yingqi on the forehead, and whispered angrily: "Are you stupid? It's almost time for dinner, why are you teasing it? You'll go hungry for dinner!"

Yingsu stood still, seemingly not understanding what Yingchuan said.

He wouldn't starve to death if he didn't eat a meal, so how could he expect a Saker Falcon to bring him food?

Yingchuan was so angry at the sight of him being unmoved that he almost lost his temper.

He reminded himself that he was a secret guard, so he had to have high quality, could not curse, and had to remain calm.

I hope that the master will transfer Yingqi to Miss Mu's side in the future. Then, I will starve him to death!

He adjusted his breath, which had become a little unstable due to anger, and leaned his body against the door. He hissed softly, and then stood forward again in a moment.

Yingqi noticed that he seemed to have touched a wound, and asked with concern: "How is your injury?"

Yingchuan rolled his eyes at him and said indifferently, "You won't die."

He failed to protect Miss Mu, so he deserved the beating from his master.

I really didn't expect that the royal family would be so bold that they actually led people away at the Autumn Hunting Banquet.

That day, after he saw two people acting suspiciously in the woods during the day, he was afraid that Miss Mu might be ambushed in the tent, so he immediately went to inform Mu Qingyu, and then stayed outside the tent and did not dare to leave.

Until the dinner began, he was thinking about the presence of so many dignitaries, and the royal family still had to save face, so they would definitely not choose to take action at the banquet.

So he left to search for the arrow taken away by the man with broken eyebrow.

There must have been something wrong with the arrow, and judging by their expressions, it was obvious that it had achieved its purpose.

He must find the problematic arrow as soon as possible to resolve this potential danger.

Because of the dinner and the emperor himself was present, most of the guards were transferred there to stand guard.

But there were still many people left to guard the tents.

So it took him some effort to successfully enter each tent.

Unfortunately, he did not find the problematic quiver in the tent.

Just when he returned to Miss Mu's tent, he suddenly saw a white Saker Falcon parked in front of the tent.

The Saker Falcon shook its head at him, and Yingchuan felt that it seemed somewhat familiar.

After observing it carefully for a few more times, I found that it was 70% similar to the one Miss Mu released.

Moreover, it walked forward with its short legs, and from time to time it looked back and scratched him with its peripheral vision.

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