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

Mu Luan glanced at the ginger soup on the tray, calmed herself down, and without further hesitation, walked in and placed the ginger soup in front of her father and brother.

"Father, brother, drink the ginger soup quickly to warm your body."

When the father and son saw Mu Luan come in, they stopped talking.

A strong spicy smell spread in the study. Mu Sinian's face looked strange for a moment, then returned to normal.

Not seeing the person following Mu Luan, he asked in confusion: "Yao'er, where is your mother?"

Mu Luan held the tray to her chest and said seriously, "My mother's old illness has come back. I asked her to go back and rest first."

Mu Sinian glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window and said to himself, "The weather is getting darker today. I'm afraid it's not going to be pleasant."

He stood up and walked out, saying to the brother and sister, "I'll go take a look."

"Father," Mu Luan hurriedly called him, pointed at the ginger soup beside him, and said bravely, "Mother asked you to drink it before you go."

Mu Sinian paused for a moment, raised his hand to touch his forehead, then turned back reluctantly, picked up the soup bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Before Mu Luan could see her father's expression clearly, he had already left the study.

I know that my father and elder brother don't like the smell of ginger soup, but I don't dare to disobey my mother.

Every time he would dodge if he could, and if he couldn't, he would just swallow it in one gulp. People who practice martial arts are generous and unrestrained.

Mu Luan turned around and looked at his elder brother who was sitting upright, only to see that he looked bitter and resentful.

His eyes fell on the soup bowl beside him, which was empty.

She was slightly surprised, and quickly took out a candied fruit from the small cloth bag at her waist, saying, "Brother, try this."

The moment Mu Luoheng saw the candied fruit, his frowning brows paused, and he swallowed the last mouthful of ginger soup in his mouth. He waved his hand and said, "Yaoyao, keep it for yourself. Big brother has finished drinking it."

The candied fruit was glowing green, and it made my mouth feel sour and bitter at the first glance. If I really ate it, it would probably be more bitter than ginger soup.

Mu Luan withdrew his hand in disappointment, but was reluctant to put it back into the cloth bag, so he put it into his mouth.

The tongue is wrapped in a sweet and sour taste, exploding like fireworks in the taste buds.

Mu Luoheng looked up and saw the girl's cheeks were slightly puffed, her beautiful eyes were narrowed, and she looked very happy.

Seeing that his elder brother was staring at him, Mu Luan pretended to take out another one and said, "This candied fruit is sweet, not sour at all. It's delicious."

Her pair of peach blossom eyes were sparkling and full of sincerity. If Mu Luoheng had not already experienced the degree of sourness in her mouth, he might have taken it and eaten it convincedly.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a faint smile, and his expression had returned to calm and comfortable.

He joked, "Yaoyao likes sour food so much, I'm afraid he won't be a jealous person in the future?"

If Mu Luoheng had asked this question in his previous life, Mu Luan would have blushed and retorted.

After all, she is an experienced person in this life. Her expression is indifferent, but she seems to have thought for a long time before answering, "If it is not the tenderness that Yaoyao enjoys alone, Yaoyao feels that it is better not to have it."

"Besides, my eldest and second brothers haven't married yet, so how can Yaoyao get married first?"

Mu Luan moved the candied fruit aside and bit it, her eyes curved as she said, "Brother, do you have a girl you like? I heard that the time around the end of the year is the best for finding a marriage partner. If you have one, you must tell mother so that we can prepare early."

Mu Luoheng stared at her steadily, seeing the smirk still in her eyes, he raised his hand and gently rubbed her puffy cheeks, saying, "Even eating can't stop your mouth."

Mu Luan blinked her eyes obediently and said, "How could I be so nosy? If my eldest brother gets married, it will definitely be the top priority of the mansion. Mother and father will definitely be very happy."

"What about you? Yaoyao, do you also want your brother to marry another woman?"

Mu Luoheng blurted out the words unconsciously, and his heart tightened when he saw the stunned look on the girl's face.

Mu Luan had some confusion in her eyes, and said bluntly: "Yaoyao is naturally happy for big brother."

Suddenly, I remembered something. I heard that in some wealthy families in the capital, the favored sisters-in-law were mostly unfriendly to their sisters-in-law.

Is it possible that the eldest brother is also worried that he will treat his future sister-in-law badly?

She immediately straightened her face and said, "Don't worry, big brother. In the future, I will treat my sister-in-law like I treat you, with great respect and love."

Mu Luoheng chuckled, knowing that she was wrong, but he did not explain, but changed the subject and said: "After New Year's Eve, it will be the Queen's birthday banquet soon. I'm afraid that big brother can't accompany you to the harem this time."

Mu Luan's eyes dimmed, and the candied fruit in her mouth instantly felt tasteless. She asked, "Has the emperor issued an order for my elder brother and father to go to Mobei?"

Mu Luoheng saw all the worry in her eyes, his expression became particularly gentle, and he explained: "No."

"It's all thanks to you that the emperor has sent General Dingyuan to inspect Mobei and ordered us to stay in Beijing and guard the safety of the capital."

If the emperor were to appoint generals, they, as generals who were to protect the peace of the area, would have no time to lose and no obligation to send anyone to Mobei.

As the saying goes, one should govern the family and the country in order to bring peace to the world. If the emperor does not trust them, the trip to Mobei will be a losing move regardless of whether it goes smoothly or not.

Mu Luan felt her breathing was trembling, and her fingers clenched tightly under her sleeves.

She did it. Her father and brother finally didn’t have to go north. The sword hanging over the Mu family’s head was finally removed by her!

Mu Luoheng's gentle voice sounded in my ears again, "I didn't expect Yaoyao to see the situation so clearly. If you hadn't reminded me on purpose that day, my father and I would have just regarded it as an ordinary riot in the capital."

Mu Luan still couldn't help but tear up, and said: "We are a family, Dad and Big Brother are the real backbone of the Mu family, as long as you are fine, the Mu family will not fall."

Mu Luoheng touched her head tenderly, "Don't worry, big brother will definitely protect you and the Mu family."

Mu Luan returned to Shaoguangyuan.

The rain stopped, like a passerby walking hurriedly, leaving behind moisture on the ground, watering the flowers, plants and trees, and taking away the endless haze.

The warm light of the lamp is like fireflies falling on the ground, and the sparkling waves reflect the light steps of the delicate girl.

Having never walked this road so easily before, Mu Luan couldn't help laughing almost from the moment she came out of Linfeng Courtyard.

Yinxin didn’t know why the young lady was smiling so happily, but that smile seemed to be contagious, and she was happy for the young lady as well.

No one noticed a dark figure standing in the empty corridor, completely shrouded in the pitch-black night.

His lips raised, a low sneer came from his throat, his eyes reflected the dancing lights, but there was no warmth in them.

Is being with Mu Luoheng so satisfying to her?

He lowered his eyes to glance at the black brocade bag on his waist, and his slender fingers kneaded the pink sugar wrapped inside.

The next moment, with a movement of his fingertips, the brocade bag was pulled off and fell into his palm, which he casually threw into the warm room through the window.