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

The secret room was silent for a long time, so long that Mu Luan was frightened, and then Jun Zhao said faintly: "Mu Luan, they all lied to me, and you too."

"You said you would always be with me. How could you die if I'm not dead?"

The faint warm light illuminated that half of his handsome profile, and he complained about his dissatisfaction with her like a lover.

But in the next moment, he suddenly curled his lips and smiled: "No one who deceives me will have a good ending. What do you think will be your fate?"

"I heard that if you drive a soul-breaking nail into your neck and limbs, you will be able to walk freely like a living person and stay in this secret room forever."

He seemed very satisfied with the idea, looking at her pale face, the curve of his lips became deeper and deeper.

The air in the secret room became increasingly chilling and creepy.

Jun Zhao said as he moved his fingers downwards, circling her wrist bone little by little. He looked at her seriously and said, "One nail is here."

He slowly lowered his gaze, lifted her long skirt, and held her kneecap again, saying slowly, "One nail is here."

Wherever those slender fingertips landed, it seemed as if they could penetrate the corpse and burn into the depths of Mu Luan's soul.

Mu Luan stood aside, feeling the coldness all over her body, and her heart instantly fell into a dark and bottomless abyss.

Soul-Breaking Nail, she had never heard of this horrifying name.

Jun Zhao, this madman, wanted to bury her in this secret room like a walking corpse, with no hope of reincarnation forever.

It's so terrifying to live, and even death will not bring peace.

She doesn't want it!

Don't be nailed with the soul-breaking nail.

Don't be trapped in this dark place for eternity.

Don't stay with Jun Zhao.

don't want……

Endless darkness came, trapping Mu Luan like a huge net.

She struggled desperately, but could not break free from the cage of the dark night.

Mu Luan was panicked and crying helplessly, but she vaguely heard a soft voice.

"Yao'er, Yao'er, wake up..."

Amid the soft calls, Mu Luan suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.

"don't want……"

She vaguely caught a glimpse of a closed space around her and thought that she was really trapped in a secret room by Jun Zhao. In panic, she subconsciously wanted to get up and escape.

The next moment, he was embraced by a soft embrace.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mother is here. Be good, don't be afraid."

A hand gently stroked her back again and again, causing her to slowly calm down.

Mu Luan heard the warm and familiar female voice clearly this time and looked up in a daze.

Mu Luan couldn't believe it, it was actually A Niang!

There was a hint of heroism between her brows, and her eyes looked at Mu Luan with worry and nervousness.

But she spoke in a gentle tone, "How is it, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

It’s really my mother!

Mu Luan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears fell unconsciously like crystal water splashes.

Is this heaven? She actually saw A Niang!

The last time I saw A Niang before my death was when she was dressed in white, lonely and determined to head to the northern desert.

Who would have thought that we would be separated forever from this farewell.

In my memory, it seems like something that happened a long time ago, but when I think back on it, it seems like it happened just yesterday.

"Auntie!"

Mu Luan felt sad and threw himself into the woman's arms again, hugging her waist tightly, unwilling to let go for a moment.

The woman felt very distressed, thinking that her daughter was really frightened this time, and hurried to comfort her, saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, luckily the water in the pond is shallow, but you have always been weak, and you will inevitably get sick again after falling into the water."

Mu Luan was still immersed in joy, but she inexplicably felt that she seemed to have heard her mother's words somewhere before.

My tear-soaked eyes narrowed a little, and I finally saw clearly that I was in a dark secret room, not in...

In her boudoir...

The lavender veil, the white lotus pond water bead curtain, the warm sun shines through the kingfisher silk screen onto the dressing table that belongs only to the daughter.

The bronze mirror on the dressing table reflected a frail and delicate little face. Her eyes were blurred with tears, but her beautiful and bright appearance could not be concealed.

Mu Luan let go of A Niang, wiped his face carelessly, and asked anxiously: "A Niang, do you know what year it is this year?"

The woman looked at her daughter's anxious eyes with some worry in them, but she still replied, "Fifteen years of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Fifteen years of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

This is actually the fifteenth year of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

Mu Luan pinched her palm hard and it hurt.

She was reborn! She was reborn back to when she was fifteen, the starting point when everything was still possible.

Mu Luan felt a huge joy in her heart, and she laughed again before her tears had dried.

In the fifteenth year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, she was not secretly sent to the Regent's Palace, and she lived in humiliation and fear.

Jun Zhao is not the regent who has killed countless people and is feared by everyone.

Even the identity of the nineteenth prince has not been made public.

At this time, Jun Zhao might still be an unknown prodigal son. After all, in the royal family tree, he had already been a lonely ghost who died young.

When Mu Luan thought of all the evil things Jun Zhao had done to her and that creepy Soul-Breaking Nail, she became furious.

I wanted to find him immediately, put him in a sack, and beat him up to vent my anger.

But in his previous life, Jun Zhao had always kept his real name secret before revealing his identity.

No one cares about the whereabouts of the nineteenth prince who had been living outside since childhood and whose life and death were unknown.

By the time everyone's eyes were focused on Jun Zhao, he had already become the regent of the Great Zhou, looking down on the world and being above everyone else.

Mu Luan thought she knew Jun Zhao very well, but at this moment she realized that she knew nothing about Jun Zhao's past.

"Madam, the general and the young master are back."

The maid's voice came from the outer room, instantly bringing Mu Luan back to her wandering thoughts.

"understood."

Madam Mu responded, turned around to look at her delicate daughter, and instructed the maid, "Send the lunch to the room."

Upon hearing this, Mu Luan held A Niang's hand and said anxiously, "No, my daughter wants to have dinner with you."

As he said that, he lifted the quilt and prepared to get into bed.

The story of rebirth is so fantastic that it is comparable to the "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" told by storytellers.

She still feels as if she is still floating in the clouds and fog, and it is not real.

Mrs. Mu saw that Mu Luan was indeed in much more spirits, so she did not stop him and called the nanny in to help Mu Luan change his clothes.

"Where's my second brother? Isn't he in the mansion?"

Mu Luan raised his chin and let his mother straighten his clothes.

Although his tone seemed normal, his pair of watery eyes were fixed on A Niang's expression.

"It's a rare day off for that kid. I haven't seen him since early morning. I guess he's going out to have fun again."

Madam Mu straightened Mu Luan's clothes. Uneasy, she took out a thick coat for her to wear. She glanced at the incense clock and said indifferently, "But he should be back by this time."

The nanny beside them listened to the conversation between the two, glanced silently in the direction of the screen, with a smile on her lips, and said nothing.

Mrs. Mu took Mu Luan's hand and walked over the screen. Just as they were about to go out, a clear whistle sounded behind them.