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

Mu Luan was so angry that she pulled her skirt tighter around her knees. Her eyes were slightly red as she looked at Jun Zhao with complicated emotions in them.

She had to be cruel and make him remember that hurting himself in order to gain forgiveness would only make things worse.

Jun Zhao still looked at her in a submissive posture without saying a word. His eyes were dark and silent, with undercurrents surging.

A long time passed, so long that I could hear the silence of the night and the cool sound of rain outside the window.

He was wearing thin clothes and had lost so much blood that his face gradually lost color in the cold night.

Mu Luan's heart softened. Seeing his miserable appearance now made her feel a little guilty.

It turns out that being a villain also requires talent.

She wanted to reach out to help him up, but she saw the man lowering his eyes and slowly standing up.

Mu Luan paused with her fingertips and pinched the hem of her skirt with her backhand.

I thought he probably needed some time to reflect on his absurd and horrible way of doing things.

However, Jun Zhao just turned around and took out a white porcelain bottle from the desk drawer, then returned to Mu Luan without saying a word.

He walked very slowly, and even Mu Luan could see that he was having some difficulty.

But he said nothing, squatted down again, and a hint of loneliness appeared on his pale handsome face.

Not knowing what he was going to say, Mu Luan simply turned her head away and pretended not to see it.

The next moment, a hot hand gently grasped my ankle.

Mu Luan glanced over and saw that the man was using his injured hand to lift her feet and take off her shoes and socks.

She was angry that he didn't take care of his body, but also worried that it would make his injuries worse. In the end, Mu Luan stopped resisting and watched him apply medicine to her silently.

He was about to be kicked out, but he was still thinking about her injury.

From Mu Luo's perspective, he could clearly see his handsome nose tip and deep contours.

Mu Luan didn't know whether the concern Jun Zhao showed at this moment was true or false, but at least such gentle eyes and eyebrows were something Jun Zhao had never had in his previous life.

The touch that used to be so cold now felt inexplicably hot when holding her feet.

Mu Luan thought it was her illusion and was angry, so she ignored it on purpose.

Both of them were silent, and there was another annoying silence in the warm room. Mu Luan felt a little uncomfortable when he pressed her feet.

The ointment was cool and soothed the stinging pain of the wound very well.

Jun Zhao bandaged it again and tied a neat knot before looking up at Mu Luan. "If it doesn't hurt, it will be healed in two days."

His narrow phoenix eyes blinked slowly, and he continued: "Miss saved me, so I must listen to what Miss said. It is wrong of me to make Miss unhappy."

"I don't want to embarrass you, young lady. Since you want to drive me away, I will leave."

He spoke slowly, and when he stood up on his knees, his calm brows frowned slightly.

He picked up the white porcelain bottle and placed it on the table beside Mu Luan, then took out a black porcelain bottle, pursed his lips, and said: "This medicine can relieve the fetal poison in Miss's body. As for the antidote... cough cough..."

As he was speaking he suddenly started coughing.

Mu Luan was surprised that he was willing to leave and leave the medicine to relieve fetal toxicity for her.

My heart was slightly shaken, and then I heard him coughing uncontrollably.

He coughed so much that his thin lips turned completely pale, his cheeks turned bright red, and his tall figure trembled slightly.

Such a strong and persevering man seemed to become weak all of a sudden.

Mu Luan frowned for no reason. Just as she was about to speak, Jun Zhao stopped coughing and said in a low voice, "As for the antidote, I will definitely study it carefully and send it to the general's mansion after it is made."

He took a step back with his head lowered, raised his palms and folded his sleeves to bow respectfully, "I hope Miss will take good care of herself in the future."

Mu Luan stared at his dark eyes, as if trying to find a hint of false pretense in them.

But the man just looked at her with a calm expression. Finally, he lowered his eyes and walked towards the door step by step.

Mu Luan's eyes trembled slightly.

Just as the man passed by her, Mu Luan was startled to find that Jun Zhao suddenly placed his hand on the table beside her, leaned over, and their bodies instantly merged together.

Mu Luan could clearly feel the man's hot breath spraying on her neck, bringing about a long-lost shudder.

"Wang...Mu Feng...um," Mu Luan almost called out the title of Prince, but fortunately she grabbed the last bit of her sanity in time.

Just as she uttered the word "Mu Feng", a tall figure in front of her suddenly pressed towards her like a mountain.

Mu Luan's breath hitched, and she let out a low cry, then subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's strong waist.

But she failed to keep her balance and fell backwards with her heavy body.

With a loud bang, the chairs and stools were overturned, and the burning candlestick on the table also fell over under the violent impact, spun twice on the table, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The candle flame went out with a puff, and darkness instantly drowned the light in Mu Luan's eyes like a tide.

In the darkness, two bodies were entangled tightly together.

Jun Zhao held Mu Luan's slender waist with one hand and protected the back of her head with the other, as if he was trying hard to endure something, and his hot breath kept blowing into Mu Luan's ears.

Her vision was shrouded in darkness. Mu Luan subconsciously grabbed Jun Zhao's robe at the waist. The burning sensation at her ears made her instantly more sober.

She was a little short of breath because of the pressure, so she pulled the man's robe hard and pulled him out, saying angrily, "Get out of here quickly."

But Jun Zhao didn't move at all. Mu Luan could even feel his hot breath right next to her cheek. She tried to turn her head away, but instead he got closer and closer.

Finally, the breath suddenly hit him, and his cheek almost touched him.

Mu Luan's eyelashes trembled constantly and she struggled in panic, but the man on her body remained unmoved.

At this moment, Yin Xin's voice suddenly came from the door, "Miss, Miss, are you in there?"

Yinxin shouted anxiously, she just squinted her eyes and was suddenly awakened by a crisp thumping sound.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the candle in the warm room opposite flicker and then go out.

Her sleepiness was instantly scared away and she hurried over.

Before her mind became confused, she clearly remembered that the young lady entered the warm room.

Thinking back to the cold and strange man in the warm room, Yinxin's heart almost jumped into her throat.

She summoned up her courage and called out to the inner room again: "Miss..."

"I'm here, please turn on the light," Mu Luan said with difficulty, holding her breath, "I fell down and can't see."

"Oh, okay, I'll bring you the lamp right here," Yin Xin glanced around hurriedly and then remembered that she had just placed the exquisite lamp under the corridor.

She raised her hand and slapped her forehead in self-blame, then called out to the inner room, "Don't be afraid, young lady. I'll go get the lantern right away."

Before Mu Luan could respond, Yin Xin had already run away.

Mu Luan panted lightly and stretched her neck as far as she could to get away from the hot face.

She had already noticed something was wrong. Jun Zhao's breath was not right and his body temperature was frighteningly high.