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

Mu Qingyu left Shaoguangyuan and called Yunhe away.

Mu Luan knew that her second brother must still be worried, but she still trusted Yun He, so she didn't have to worry about what to say and what to keep secret.

The most important thing now is to find out the origin of the Black Corpse Pill so that we can trace the hand behind it.

But who should she turn to to find out the origin of the Black Corpse Pill?

Jun Zhao’s cold, charming and handsome face suddenly appeared in my mind.

Jun Zhao has done extensive research on poisons. According to his memories from his previous life, he must know the origin of the Black Corpse Pill.

But in this life she just wanted to escape from him and stay away from him. How could she allow herself to be involved with him again and again? She should think of other ways!

Just when Mu Luan was feeling distressed and depressed, Yin Xin came over with a tray containing two bowls of medicines of different colors.

She took the bowl of lighter-colored medicine and placed it on the table, whispering, "Miss, this is the soothing soup that the Second Young Master sent."

He brought another bowl of thick medicine and said, "Miss, you were in a hurry to go out today, and you haven't had time to take the detoxifying medicine yet."

Mu Luan remembered that she had not taken the detoxifying soup today, and the stabbing pain in her chest came back immediately.

She touched the place that still hurt today, and was surprised to find that the piercing pain had completely disappeared without her noticing.

After a careful review, it seems that... I slowly recovered after taking painkillers.

But I also take painkillers when I can’t bear it anymore, and their effects may not be immediate.

Mu Luan raised his hand and gently rubbed his head which was aching a little. Perhaps it was an illusion.

After leaving Youming Inn, I held my breath. Perhaps that was why I ignored the pain.

……

Ancient Fang Road.

A luxurious carriage slowly drove out of Youming Inn and headed into the suburbs.

The carriage was followed by a dozen dark-skinned, strong guards in front, behind, and on both sides. The security was so tight that people might mistakenly think that it was a high-ranking official traveling.

When they reached a quiet section of the road, the horse suddenly neighed and kicked its front hooves restlessly, becoming very agitated.

Just when the groom predicted that the horse might lose control, the horse suddenly spread its hooves and ran forward regardless.

Soon he left the guards around him far behind.

The coachman hurriedly tightened the reins to control the direction of the carriage. You have to know that this road is not only slippery due to the snow, but there is also a turn not far away.

There is a hill on one side of the bend, and a bottomless abyss on the other side. If you fall down, you will be smashed to pieces.

The carriage was shaking from side to side, and soon a shrill voice came from inside, "Ouch, it's shaking us to death, what's going on outside? Stop the carriage quickly."

The two guards sitting on the shaft of the cart immediately stood up, snatched the reins from the coachman, kicked the coachman away, and pulled with all their strength.

The coachman rolled off the speeding cart and fell into the weeds nearby.

I thought the weeds were soft and could play a partial buffering role, but I was unlucky and my head hit a dead branch. I was bleeding profusely and died instantly.

The guard was not as experienced as the groom, and he wanted to stop the horse, but he did not reduce his strength.

However, the wheel suddenly pressed on something and the whole car body tilted to one side.

It seemed that the two men were not pushovers. They stomped on the shaft of the cart hard, and the wheels just touched the ground. However, the horse could not bear the weight and fell to the ground.

But this time it flipped over the cliff. A guard was quick-witted and quickly drew the sword at his waist and cut off the reins with one blow.

In the flash of lightning, the horse struggled and rolled into the abyss. The guard touched the ground with his sword, and the shaft of the cart just stopped.

Looking up, I saw that I was only an inch away from the edge of the cliff.

The two guards stared at the falling rubble with confused auras, feeling as if they had survived a calamity.

"Damn you, how did you get so far? Come in and help me, hey, help my elbow!"

The guard came to his senses, turned around and lifted the curtain, and saw Xu Chang lying on his back in the carriage, wailing.

One of his arms was twisted unnaturally, obviously broken after accidentally hitting the car wall.

The pale face was covered with bruises and bruises.

"Father-in-law, are you okay?"

The guard did not dare to slack off. He bent down, got into the carriage, and helped Xu Chang out.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Xu Chang pushed the guard away with a look of anger, raised his intact hand and slapped the guard hard.

Still not satisfied, he raised his hand to hit another guard, "How can you, a bunch of useless people, protect our family? You are really useless. I will sell you to Youming Inn later. You are worse than dogs and beasts!"

The guard was shocked when he heard this and knelt down to beg for mercy, "Please spare my life, eunuch."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the woods not far away. Xu Chang was startled and quickly stepped back, not forgetting to shout at the two people who were kneeling obediently on the ground.

"Hurry up and protect our family. We will reward you handsomely. Otherwise, you will die."

The guard did not dare to disobey and quickly stood up, sword in hand, blocking in front of Xu Chang.

One of them warned the dark empty space ahead: "Who's there?"

Xu Chang hid behind the guard beside him, tilted his head slightly and looked towards the dark forest.

After a while, a man slowly walked out of the woods, dressed in a black robe that was darker than the night.

The moonlight illuminated half of his pale and handsome face, making people dazed for a moment, not knowing whether he was a god in heaven or a ghost under heaven.

But Xu Chang was very familiar with that face. Even if it was only half of the profile, he quickly recognized the person.

He sneered, straightened his back, pushed away the person blocking his way, and raised his chin, "So it's you, little bastard, who's playing tricks here. What, that young lady didn't satisfy you, so you plan to come back to our house?"

Jun Zhao curled his lips slightly, "Yes, come and see if you are dead!"

Xu Chang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the scene behind him where the horse was killed and the carriage overturned, and said with a sullen face: "Did you do it?"

Jun Zhao shrugged noncommittally, and sighed with regret, "What a pity that you got away with it."

Xu Chang covered his injured hand and ordered with a ferocious look, "Come on, the two of you. Whoever kills this little bastard first will be recommended as the best martial artist in the palace and rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver!"

The two guards were shocked when they heard this. This was simply a godsend for them.

It just so happened that one of these two people was the one who had been in Youming Inn and had beaten and scolded Jun Zhao all the way to his capture.

The other man was the one who kicked Jun Zhao to the ground on the Jiuyou Tower.

To the two of them, Jun Zhao was just a defeated general, and killing him was easier than killing a dog.

The two men had murderous looks in their eyes, with a look of triumph in their eyes, and swung their knives towards Jun Zhao.

Jun Zhao remained motionless, his eyes remained as calm as water, without ripples or waves, and deep and unfathomable.

In the eyes of the two guards, he had already given up resistance and was ready to die.