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

If Mu Luan didn't know what Qiao Yiliu was thinking at the moment, he would have naively thought that she was an understanding and sensible woman.

She said calmly, "Young lady, you'd better get up quickly. The mistakes made by your mother and brother will naturally be judged by others. It's not something that can be forgiven by just an apology. I hope you don't make the same mistake. Take care of yourself."

After saying that, without further ado, Mu Luan lifted her skirt and went up the stone steps.

Qiao Yiliu moved her lips and was about to say something, but suddenly she felt a chill coming towards her.

She looked back in confusion, and saw a dark piece of clothing passing by her sight. When she raised her eyes, there was only a broad and cold back.

Then, several guards walked by one after another, obscuring the shadow of his back, and the slightly oppressive aura around him gradually dissipated.

She glanced at the sky in confusion, and found that a thick layer of dark clouds had already appeared in the distance without her noticing.

It looks like it's going to rain heavily, no wonder the wind blowing on my body is so cool.

When I looked towards the gate of the mansion again, those figures had already disappeared in front of the wide red gate.

Everyone has left, so what's the point of her still kneeling?

Thinking of this, he put one hand on his knee and tried to get up.

But the next moment, the movement of getting up suddenly stopped.

Thoughts were surging in my mind. My mother and brother were now detained in the Ministry of Justice.

A'niang slandered and framed loyal officials of the court. Even if it is not a capital crime, it will be difficult for her to see the light of day again.

My younger brother poisoned my father, and he has a life on his hands. Killing someone means paying with one's life, which is only natural. I guess he has a narrow escape.

What about her?

Because of these two people, it is easy to enter this magnificent mansion gate today, but I am afraid I will be driven out of the mansion tomorrow.

Without the support of her family and the protection of the general's mansion, how would she survive in the huge capital city in the future?

No, she must not leave the General's Mansion, never.

Qiao Yiliu glanced at the dark clouds that were getting closer and closer in the sky, and as if she had thought of something, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

She put down her hands on her knees and knelt down facing the door again.

God is helping her, so how can she not perform this one-man show well?

Shaoguangyuan.

After the servants left, only Mu Luan and Jun Zhao were left in the room.

Jun Zhao stood there properly, not saying a word, but he couldn't be ignored in the silent room.

After Mu Luan poured a cup of tea and drank it, she waved at him and said, "Sit down."

Jun Zhao sat obediently opposite her, his eyes glancing across her red lips that were glistening with moisture.

Only when the man sat down did Mu Luan feel that the suffocating feeling was slightly relieved.

She raised her lips slightly and asked directly, "Where is Qiao Fugui's body hidden?"

People were sent to search for more than a month but there was no news. However, the man in front of him not only found the burial site but also hired a coroner to perform an autopsy in just one night.

Such fierce and thunderous means made the silent man in front of him look a bit like Jun Zhao in his previous life.

Jun Zhao pursed his lips and said, "Is the young lady's matter settled?"

Mu Luan's eyes were clear and she nodded slowly. She should indeed thank him for this.

As for Jiang Yanyun's spreading of rumors, she could use the same tactics against him, secretly sending people to divert the rumors and temporarily suppress them.

But doing so would always harbor hidden dangers. Once the emperor suspected that the general's mansion had ulterior motives, whether true or not, the Mu family would still face a devastating disaster.

That's why she tried every means to make Yunhe find the body, which was the key to breaking the deadlock.

Jun Zhao said calmly, "Youming Inn."

Mu Luan was shocked, and looked at Jun Zhao with wide eyes, wondering: "No wonder they couldn't find it, but why did they hide the body in Youming Inn?"

Jun Zhao's eyes turned slightly and he was speechless for a long while.

Mu Luan lowered her eyes, thinking that this must involve the unknown secrets of Youming Inn. If he didn't tell her, she wouldn't force him.

"Youming Inn is a place for both the living and the dead."

Jun Zhao glanced at her and said coldly, "Qiongqi is huge and has an amazing appetite. Not only can we sell his body for a good price, but we can also save the cost of the coffin."

The indifferent voice, the bloody facts, for a moment Mu Luan felt that the world he lived in was so unreal.

She tried her best to resist the urge to vomit. The redness on her face gradually turned pale. She covered the corners of her lips with a handkerchief in discomfort.

Qiao Yuanan is truly so cruel and despicable.

Jun Zhao didn't say anything else, but just lowered his head and slowly took out a piece of powdered candy from the flying fish bag on his waist.

While peeling it, he walked towards Mu Luan leisurely.

He squatted down in front of her, handed the candy in his hand to her, and said indifferently: "Eat one, you will feel better."

Mu Luan looked at the man who was squatting down and was half a head shorter than her, feeling a little dazed.

In the previous life, I had thought that if Jun Zhao's face had not been disfigured, he would have looked like the enchanting banished fairy before me.

It can suppress all evil and filth.

She took the powdered candy hesitantly and put it in her mouth.

The citric acid accompanied by the coolness of the mint instantly makes people feel more energetic, and their limbs seem to be stretched out.

Her eyebrows unconsciously curved slightly, enjoying the sour and cool feeling spreading throughout her limbs.

Jun Zhao stared at the delicate skin for a moment, then his slightly deep gaze swept down to the little girl's moist red lips.

It seems to be no longer swollen.

He lowered his eyelids, his long raven-feather eyelashes casting a shadow, and whispered, "Miss, can you let me take your pulse?"

Mu Luan was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what he meant. She rolled up the sleeves of her lavender gauze, revealing a small arm as white as mutton-fat jade, and placed it in front of the man.

In Jun Zhao's opinion, that white and tender arm could be easily covered by his big palm.

You can also knead it repeatedly in the palm of your hand.

As if he remembered something interesting, Jun Zhao narrowed his eyes and covered his wrist, which could be easily broken, with his fingertips.

The cold temperature was like a twisting black snake, instantly penetrating through Mu Luan's warm skin and invading her blood.

Mu Luan originally felt that the pink candy in her mouth was a little cold, and now she felt even colder all over.

But she did not withdraw her hand, and stood still, allowing Jun Zhao to feel her pulse.

I thought this time would be just like the last time in Huaguang Temple, and it would only take a moment to complete.

She held her chin with one hand and looked quietly at the man's indifferent expression.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and the temperature between the palms and wrists is getting higher and higher. The cold touch seems to be slowly merged into warmth as time goes by.

The comfortable warmth made Mu Luan drowsy. Her eyelids drooped uncontrollably, but she had to stay awake.

Just when Mu Luan was about to give up, Jun Zhao finally let go of her hand.

Mu Luan rubbed her sore eyes and murmured, "Okay?"

"Ah."

An overly calm voice responded.

Soon, Jun Zhao left without saying anything. Mu Luan didn't know whether Jun Zhao in this life could cure her.

After all, Jun Zhao saved her in his previous life, probably by accident, and this life was never something precious in his eyes.