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

As the end of the year is approaching, Mu Luoheng comes personally to pick up Mu Luan and take him home.

The moment he saw Mu Luan, his eyes were like melting snow in spring, revealing a gentle warmth.

He walked closer with steady steps, took a careful look, and said, "It seems that this Huaguang Temple is indeed good for health. Yaoyao's complexion has really improved a lot."

Mu Luan smiled sweetly, with a hint of shyness of a little girl, "Big brother is so busy, and yet he still has to come to pick up Yaoyao. Yaoyao, it's really a sin."

"Picking you up is the most important thing for our family. If I can't do it well, it would be a sin."

Mu Luoheng's lips curved slightly, and his smile was as gentle as the warm sunshine in March, comfortable and cozy.

"Hurry up and get in the car. Dad, Mom, and your second brother are waiting for you at home."

Mu Luan smiled, held Mu Luoheng's arm and got on the carriage in front of the yard.

Not far away, a man hidden among the guards quietly watched Yuebai's figure disappear behind the curtain, his eyes as cold as water.

'Yaoyao'?

It’s a nickname, right?

It really suits that woman, like a demon, enchantress, lively and bold!

If one day he snatched this woman away from Mu Sinian and her brothers, their expressions would surely be very interesting!

The corners of Jun Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, as if he had really discovered something very interesting.

He would set a trap and wait for the tender white prey to slowly fall into it and fall into the snare!

After Mu Luan got on the carriage, she suddenly remembered something and pulled aside the curtain and looked outside.

Seeing that Jun Zhao followed the carriage obediently and the eldest brother didn't notice anything unusual, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a moment, the horse snorted, the carriage shook, and the group headed towards the general's mansion.

Before reaching the city gate, a loud noise came from afar.

Mu Luan lifted the curtain and took a look.

The roadsides were crowded with refugees who came from nowhere, more than twice as many as a month ago.

They all wanted to go to the city to live a peaceful life.

There are mostly desolate places outside the city, and there is nowhere to hide from the freezing cold.

If they don't get into the city quickly, they will either starve to death or freeze to death sooner or later.

But the gates were tightly shut, the guards were ruthless, and additional guards were assigned to guard the gates, so not a single refugee could get in through this gate.

Then a melee between soldiers and civilians broke out.

"We must go into the city today, let us in!"

"What are you yelling about? I've already told you that the higher-ups have issued an order that refugees are not allowed to enter the city as the New Year is coming to an end. You better leave now, or else don't blame me for being rude."

The soldier guarding the city swung the knife in his hand as he spoke. The blade was so sharp that the refugees were frightened and took a few steps back.

But another brave man stood up and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone. Under the emperor's feet, how can the nobles have a good year, while we ordinary people will freeze to death outside the city gates?

I have decided to enter this city gate today. Rather than waiting to die here, let’s give it a try!”

"Yes, give it a try, give it a try."

Seeing that the refugees refused to listen and used their bodies as shields, they pushed forward one by one, and the city gate was about to be lost.

The leading guard was so angry that he stabbed the rough man who dared to rush forward in the chaos.

Blood immediately spurted out, instantly scaring the people who were making a fuss nearby.

They shouted one after another: "Murder, murder..."

Mu Luoheng saw the commotion ahead from afar, his face darkened, and he was about to swing the whip at the horse under him when he suddenly stopped.

He tightened the reins and turned to look at Mu Luan, "Yaoyao, wait here. I'll go see what's going on ahead!"

Mu Luan knew that his elder brother would not just watch the turmoil and do nothing, so he waved his hand and said, "Brother, go quickly. Yaoyao can take care of herself."

Mu Luoheng did not hesitate any longer. He waved his whip and galloped towards the riot with a dashing figure.

Mu Luan bent down and got out of the car, and saw a strong arm with a wrist guard approaching from the side.

Subconsciously, Mu Luan was about to hold the guard's arm, but the moment she raised her hand, she was unexpectedly met with a pair of deep eyes.

But she was only surprised for a moment, then she naturally took Jun Zhao's arm and stepped on the stool to get out of the car.

She called Yunhe to her side and asked, "How did you do what I asked you to do last time?"

Yun He replied honestly, "I have already reported the matter to the general, and my wife will be in charge of distributing porridge and charity. However, there are too many refugees, so we have changed the previous once every three days to once a day. We didn't expect the number of refugees to increase."

Mu Luan looked at the chaotic scene ahead and said, "Hasn't the Ministry of Revenue come forward to sort out the refugees yet?"

Yun He shook his head and said, "As Miss has seen, the Ministry of Revenue has actually dispatched troops to prevent refugees from entering the city."

If Mu Luan remembered correctly, the Minister of Revenue Liu Yiyuan was a man of the Third Prince Jun Youqi.

The third prince appears to be a noble and upright gentleman.

In reality, he is ambitious, greedy and selfish, and has done a lot of secret clique-forming activities.

This was the case in the previous life. Not only was the matter of the large number of displaced people gathering outside the city gates not reported to the emperor.

A large number of officers and soldiers were also dispatched to suppress the unarmed refugees by force and to suppress the news of the refugees.

Throughout the entire winter, countless refugees were killed or injured, and finally at the beginning of spring, a riot broke out that was three times larger than today's.

The emperor was furious about this matter and dismissed the Minister of Revenue Liu Yiyuan from his post, threw him into the Tianlao, and executed him in the autumn.

The third prince Jun Youqi was punished to guard the imperial mausoleum for three years.

This incident later caused a sensation in the capital, but by then my father and brother had already led their troops to Mobei.

This time, I must use the Third Prince's notoriety to protect the Mu family from the storm.

Mu Luan asked again: "When is the porridge distributed every day?"

Yun He glanced at the sky and said, "It's noon. Madam Shichen should be arriving soon."

Sure enough, after a while, the city gate slowly opened from the inside, and a heroic woman in dark green martial arts robe came out.

Behind him followed a dozen carriages carrying food and cloth.

"It's my mother!"

A hint of joy welled up in Mu Luan's bright peach blossom eyes. She lifted her skirt slightly and wanted to walk towards the city gate.

Suddenly, a strong long hand crossed in front of her. Mu Luan raised her eyes and met Jun Zhao's cold and calm eyes.

Jun Zhao kindly reminded: "It's dangerous ahead, it's safer to stay here, young lady."

Mu Luan blocked his hand, the smile in her eyes still not faded, she said lightly: "It's okay, with mother and big brother here, everything will be fine."

The corners of her moon-white dress fluttered, and her three thousand strands of black hair, as soft and smooth as the finest silk, deftly brushed into the big palm of the man beside her, and seemed to slip away inadvertently from his bony fingertips.

A faint soft fragrance floats in the air and disappears in the blink of an eye.

Jun Zhao's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost as he watched the guards around him come forward. Through the shadows of the people, he glanced at the snow-white figure.

He sneered, "You are so disobedient."

When Mu Luan approached the city gate, Mu Luoheng had already stopped the refugees and soldiers who were in chaos.