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

He then took Mu Luan's hand that was pulling on his robe and examined it carefully.

Not only was there frostbite on the back, but there were also some abrasions on the delicate palms.

Jun Zhao applied the medicine neatly but gently, and then treated the wound with a bandage.

Just when he was about to deal with the other hand, Mu Luan suddenly retracted his hand.

Jun Zhao looked up in confusion, and saw that she seemed to remember something, touched her waist, and then turned over the pocket in her sleeve.

When he finally found something, his clear eyes lit up instantly.

Mu Luan took out the brocade bag, handed it forward, and said, "Happy birthday!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jun Zhao's eyes paused, and a dark light was reflected in his inky eyes.

Mu Luan suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck and tightened her grip on the brocade bag.

Oh no, she knew that Jun Zhao and she were born on the same day, and he was the regent in his previous life.

Mu Luan accidentally heard the Queen and the eunuch talking about this in a secluded corner when she accompanied Jun Zhao to a banquet in the palace.

However, the drunkard's intention is not wine.

The Queen was not trying to celebrate Jun Zhao's birthday, but was planning with the eunuchs to set up a Hongmen Banquet to take his life and seize power.

Facts have proved that the Queen still underestimated Jun Zhao. How could she be a match for such a scheming man like Jun Zhao?

That night, there were wails in the Qianqing Palace, and there was a sticky scarlet mud in front of the palace steps.

But what was strange was that Jun Zhao slaughtered all those who participated in the Hongmen Banquet, leaving only the queen.

Some people said that the queen looked somewhat like Jun Zhao's biological mother, so Jun Zhao kept her.

Not only that, Jun Zhao treated the Queen with even greater respect and would send her a special gift every fifteenth day of every Qingming Festival.

Send lanterns on the 15th and umbrellas on Qingming Festival.

This is something that almost everyone in the Great Zhou knows.

However, during these two festivals, the Queen would always close the door and refuse visitors.

It is said that it was to recite scriptures and worship Buddha, praying to heaven and earth to bless the Great Zhou with good weather, peace and prosperity.

At first, Mu Luan also thought that Jun Zhao treated the Queen differently.

It was not until she witnessed with her own eyes that Jun Zhao ordered people to send Cao Mang's heart, which was full of poisonous worms, to the Queen to eat that she guessed that perhaps it would be more comfortable for the Queen to die than to live.

At this moment, Mu Luan looked calm, with a smile on his lips, and said: "Lend me your birthday gift, and I promise you safety."

Jun Zhao looked at her without saying anything. Just when Mu Luan thought he had seen through her trick, he reached out and took the delicate black brocade bag.

The words "Safe and Sound" were embroidered on the brocade bag in gold thread, and on the back was an unidentified creature outlined in ice-blue silk thread, which looked like a fish or a bird.

His fingers rolled over the crooked stitches bit by bit, and he looked up and asked, "Miss, did you make this for me?"

Mu Luan held her bandaged hand, glanced to the side, and blurted out, "I bought it at the market."

Jun Zhao didn't know whether he believed it or not. He stared at the brocade bag in his hand for a long time and said casually, "It's getting easier to make money in the market."

There was a trace of guilt in Mu Luan's eyes, but she quickly calmed down and said, "Don't you like it?"

"Yes, I like anything the lady gives me."

Jun Zhao said without hesitation: "Miss treats me very well."

"Okay?"

Mu Luan narrowed his eyes. A small treasure bag could make him say such insincere words.

If she hadn't known in her previous life that Jun Zhao was a good disguised person, she would have really believed that this man was a normal person who could be easily moved.

"Young lady rescued me from Youming Inn, gave me new clothes to wear, and allowed me a place of shelter. Now she has given me a treasure bag. Only young lady has done these for me."

Jun Zhao knew everything like the back of his hand, and whispered, "So Miss is the best person in the world to me."

Mu Luan was slightly surprised. She didn't remember Jun Zhao being such a person who would easily think about the good things about others.

He always holds grudges and only cares about other people's heads.

It seems that before ascending the throne, Jun Zhao had also learned a lot of skills, and he was adept at sweet talk and flattery.

In fact, Mu Luan also has selfish motives. In his previous life, Jun Zhao was heartless, cold-blooded and cruel, and he never knew what joy in the world was.

In this life, since God has allowed them to have this situation, she wants to give Jun Zhao more worldly touch as much as possible.

Mu Luan was really unfamiliar with his ability to please others, so she changed the subject and said, "I saw you were still using the light pink purse I gave you last time. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for a grown man like you to use it, so I'll give this to you, and you can give me the light pink one."

She spread out her hands, waiting for Jun Zhao to return the treasure bag to her.

Jun Zhao casually put the black brocade bag into his arms, and took Mu Luan's unmedicated hand and said, "It's lost."

"lost?"

He lowered his eyes and said, "Yeah."

Mu Luan widened her eyes in disbelief. After being stunned for a moment, she didn't see anything unusual on the man's face, so she could only accept her fate.

Forget it, it’s just a lucky bag and I didn’t intend to take it back anyway.

The last time I saw him using it to hold powdered sugar, I thought he was in need of a personal treasure bag.

She was worrying too much.

The injuries on his hands were all minor, and Jun Zhao handled them very carefully, so there wasn't much pain.

The most painful thing is the ankle injury.

While Mu Luan was stunned for a moment, Jun Zhao had taken off her shoes and socks, revealing her small feet as white as jade.

The toes were round and light pink, and he could easily wrap them with one hand.

The light pink skirt spreads out on the dark-colored martial robe, like peach blossoms blooming quietly in the night, full of life and tenderness.

Jun Zhao stared at her, held her heel with one hand, and pressed the wound with the fingertips of the other hand.

Mu Luan gasped and retracted his feet in pain.

The man slowly raised his eyes, his hands still applying medicine, looking at her slightly furrowed brows, and said, "No bones are injured, you need to rest for two days."

Mu Luan leaned back slightly, supporting herself on the bed, with some distress in her eyes.

I am thinking of visiting all the major restaurants in the capital tomorrow. As the year draws to a close, everyone is busy buying New Year's goods and various items for sacrificial ceremonies.

Jiang Yanyun and his friends have been assigned by the housekeeper to do odd jobs in the backyard, and they have been experiencing a lot of problems in the past two days.

Either he needs to go out to buy something, or he needs to go out to see a doctor because he is sick. In short, he is finding an excuse to leave the house. It seems that he can't hold it back any longer.

The three of them, mother and son, did not sign a contract to sell themselves. For the sake of their father, they were not managed under the same restrictions as the servants in the mansion.

But if they insist on being so cruel and unjust and put the Mu family to death, she will not let them go easily.

Qiao Fugui's body is also being searched for as quickly as possible. If no evidence can be produced by then to prove that Qiao Yuanan murdered his father, they can only proceed as planned.

"What are you thinking about, young lady?"

Mu Luan was lost in thought and replied unconsciously, "Qiao Fugui."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light green wood fragrance suddenly hit his nose.

Mu Luan tilted her head to look at him infatuatedly, and saw him leaning forward slightly, his profile as white as jade, right in front of her.

Being too close, her gentle breath accidentally hit his handsome face, and Mu Luan came back to his senses immediately, "You..."