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

Sure enough, he is the same kind of person as that person. On the surface, he appears to be wise, brave, benevolent and kind, but in fact, he is scheming, insincere, afraid of death, and a hypocritical villain.

"You're happy that I'm alive, so you're going to such great lengths to get rid of me?"

Jun Zhao raised his voice slightly, and there was an unfathomable depth of color in his dark eyes.

Jun Youqi was speechless. When he heard his fourth brother say that day that he was rescued from Youming Inn by someone, he immediately sent secret guards to search for that person in secret.

The original order was to kill without mercy!

You can’t see people alive, you can’t see corpses even if you’re dead!

But when the secret guards tracked them to Huaguang Temple, the clues came to an abrupt end.

He was like a cloud of mist, appearing out of nowhere and disappearing out of nowhere.

Who would have thought that despite being heavily hunted, he would not only escape death, but also stand in front of him alive and well.

He really regretted that when he discovered him that time, he did not send enough troops to kill him forever in the wilderness west of the city.

My father had few children, and my eldest brother's position as the crown prince was often shaken. Moreover, because he failed to handle court affairs well on several occasions, he was despised by my father as a useless person.

Who doesn't want the throne of the emperor? If the eldest brother is deposed, there will definitely be another controversy over the succession.

No matter how strong Jun Zhao is, he cannot be allowed to appear in front of the emperor alive.

Jun Youqi endured the dull pain in his mouth and explained hastily, "No, Nineteenth Brother, I don't want to kill you. You have to believe me. As long as you don't kill me, I can prove your identity as the Nineteenth Prince in front of our father."

Jun Zhao did not miss the flash of murderous intent in Jun Youqi's eyes. He snorted lightly, as if weighing the weight of these words.

Jun Youqi thought he was moved, so he seized on a glimmer of hope and said, "As long as you regain your status as the nineteenth prince, you won't have to hide anymore. You will have your own palace, countless beauties around your knees, and endless money, just like me."

There was a clear gleam in his eyes as he spoke of these things, his corrupt greed truly revealed.

Jun Zhao's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Unfortunately, it's too late."

Without waiting for Jun Youqi to react, he lightly hooked his toes, picked up the long sword carried by the guard on the ground, and stabbed Jun Youqi's forehead with the sword.

"what!"

Jun Youqi's lower body was pierced by a sword, and veins popped up on his face in pain, and he screamed hoarsely.

A fierceness and resentment suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he reached out to snatch the sword from Jun Zhao's hand.

But in just a moment, Jun Zhao drew his sword, and the sharp blade lightly scratched Jun Youqi's wrist, causing a string of splashing scarlet.

Jun Youqi had already lost too much blood, and only the endless pain in his body was gnawing at his consciousness, allowing him to maintain his final clarity.

He helplessly looked at the blood gushing out of his arm, and the sword he raised casually had cut so deep that the bone was visible.

Clearly feeling the passage of life, at this moment he truly experienced despair and panic.

At this moment, Jun Zhao suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking wind. His body was the first to sense the danger and he quickly raised the short blade to block it.

With a clang, flames shot out in all directions.

Jun Zhao clearly heard the crisp sound of bones in his right wrist, and then the short blade fell out of his hand.

The sharp sword instantly cut through his hard wrist guard, leaving a long scar on Bai Xi's arm.

He reacted quickly, turned around and swung the long sword in his right hand to reduce the opponent's force. At the same time, he touched the ground with his toes, jumped out quickly, and stabbed the opponent's chest with a sword.

The man covered his chest and fell straight down, completely motionless.

He was a guard, with a bloody wound on his neck. It seemed that he did not die from Jun Youqi's bite.

Jun Zhao shook his wrist, which was swinging casually, without even looking at his dislocated wrist, and his eyes fell on the dead guard.

Suddenly, a sarcastic sneer broke out.

Late night at the General's Mansion.

Someone knocked on the door, and soon there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the front yard.

Mu Luan was woken up by the noise. She got up in a daze and called out to the outside, "What happened?"

Yin Xin rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned and came in, saying, "Someone has come from the palace, saying that they have something important to ask the general and the eldest son to come to the palace."

Mu Luan frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

Being summoned so late at night, I'm afraid something big must have happened.

She hurriedly asked Yinxin to change clothes and go to An Niang's place. An Niang was alone and she was afraid that she would think too much.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw that the light in the warm room was on.

Mu Luan was slightly surprised, but it was no wonder that she reacted this way.

Jun Zhao rarely turned on the lights since he moved into the warm room. He seemed to prefer walking in the night.

Mu Luan called Yin Xin to wait for her there, and she went to the warm room alone.

The door of the warm room was not closed tightly, leaving a wide gap. I don't know if it was because he didn't have the habit of locking the door at night, or for some other reason.

Mu Luan paused at the door for a long while, hesitating whether to open the door or not. Then, an indifferent voice came from the warm room, "Miss, do you want me to carry you in?"

Mu Luan was stunned and subconsciously turned around to look at Yin Xin who was standing in the corridor.

Fortunately, she looked drowsy and probably didn't hear what he said just now.

There was a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

During these days of getting along, was it because I had been too indulgent with him, allowing him to think that he could say such frivolous words at will?

Mu Luan's expression restrained slightly, the gentleness in her eyes became three points sharper, she lifted her skirt and stepped into the warm room.

But as soon as he entered the door, he saw a figure with his clothes half-removed, and all the words of reprimand that Mu Luan wanted to say were suddenly blocked.

Just when he was trying to avoid suspicion, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. Looking more closely, he saw several hemostatic cloths lying next to Jun Zhao.

Mu Luan's heart moved, and without caring about anything else, she walked up with a frown.

After Jun Zhao removed the last piece of hemostatic cloth, he turned and looked at Mu Luan while wrapping the bandage.

The bandage covered the wound well, preventing her from seeing its hideous appearance.

She frowned and looked at his pale handsome face, and asked in a heavy tone, "How did you get hurt?"

Jun Zhao looked calm, "I went out to buy some things. I didn't want to meet the people who were chasing me..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the table beside him.

It was wrapped in oil paper and you couldn't tell what it was from the outside, but it should be food.

He didn't say anything else, but Mu Luan knew that being hunted down must have been a painful experience.

"You're going to buy some midnight snacks?"

Mu Luo looked at him with some impatience. Jun Zhao in his previous life was very dull. Not only was his personality dull, but even his food was dull.

Sometimes the kitchen would deliver meals to her, and if Jun Zhao was there, he would stay and eat with her.

But he never eats anything other than three meals a day.

Every time Jun Zhao kept me busy until very late, my stomach would growl non-stop.

She never dared to mention such trivial matters as having midnight snacks, so she endured the hunger and waited until dawn.

Gradually, she also thought that Jun Zhao was not a person who ate midnight snacks.

Jun Zhao shook his head, raised his arm and bit one end of the bandage.

Seeing that he was very clumsy in his movements, Mu Luan took over and said, "Let me do it."