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

Mu Luan didn't know what the man was thinking with that gloomy look.

But she could no longer bear it, so she raised her hand and tentatively pushed his hard chest, frowning softly and saying, "My lower back hurts so much, if you don't get up, I'll have another bruise."

The wide sleeves of gauze slid down from above, revealing the girl's slender wrists wrapped in white bandages.

Jun Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the slightly frowning young face, and after a moment of silence, he finally let go of the soft hair at his fingertips, put his big hand on Mu Luan's lower back, and helped her up.

Mu Luan suddenly felt that his breathing became much smoother. He rubbed the painful area on his lower back and moved to an empty space to the side.

Jun Zhao stared at her unnecessary movements and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He deliberately asked, "I've kissed you and hugged you, why do you still dislike me?"

Mu Luan paused in rubbing her waist and glared at the man who was pushing her too far.

Without answering him, she raised her chin towards the stove and said calmly, "The medicine should be ready."

Jun Zhao looked at the woman who ordered him around without any courtesy, his lips curled up slightly, and his eyes reflected a flickering light.

"Miss, you never seem to be surprised by my identity. Has she known about it for a long time, or does she really not care?"

Mu Luan knew that Jun Zhao was a man of deep thoughts, and once he caught her at the slightest handle, she would not be able to break free easily.

No matter whether he was Mr. Jiuyou or the Nineteenth Prince, she could not acknowledge him.

Otherwise, given this lunatic's temperament, he would immediately turn against you.

He will not be threatened by anyone, and he doesn't know how to repay favors. Anything with unknown hidden dangers can be crushed in an instant between his pale and warm fingers.

"You told me that your name is Jiuyou." Whether in the past life or this life, Mu Luan didn't know that Jun Zhao had another identity, and the seriousness on his face could not be faked.

She paused and said word by word: "As a girl in the boudoir, I really don't know Mr. Jiuyou."

Jun Zhao stared at her without saying anything, wondering in his heart what the "girl in the boudoir" she mentioned was.

Girls from ordinary families would not dare to go to a cruel and dangerous place like Youming Inn.

Well, one day he would be able to dispel the fog in this woman's eyes and completely cut her open to see everything clearly.

Jun Zhao leisurely played with the scorpion in his hand. The scorpion seemed to come alive again, extending its tentacles to hug one of Jun Zhao's knuckles.

He bent slightly and touched the ground with his hand. The black scorpion immediately left his palm and quickly disappeared into a dark corner.

Mu Luan didn't know whether he believed it or had some backup plan, so she simply told him what his father and brother were planning today.

"Now that we know your identity, it may not be appropriate to let you be a bodyguard. You will move out of the warm room tomorrow."

Jun Zhao thought that this was another example of human hypocrisy, and since he was having an affair with her, she would definitely find ways to eliminate this hidden danger.

But then she said, "Father and brother have arranged a separate room for you in the other courtyard. They will treat you well as a guest."

After Mu Luan finished speaking, she thought Jun Zhao would gladly accept it, but the moment he raised his eyes, she unexpectedly met those bottomless eyes.

"Miss, are you planning to send me to another courtyard to cover up the fact that you flirted with me?"

The cold and resentful look in his eyes made Mu Luan's eyebrows jump.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao was a very noble and indifferent person, totally unlike the one in front of him who would keep nagging at a trivial matter.

Mu Luan was also considering Jun Zhao. He had his own unfinished business. There were many people coming in and out of Shaoguang Courtyard. It would be easier for him to stretch his muscles if he went to the other courtyard.

Now, I seem to be so heartless and ungrateful that I cruelly threw away a fleeting romance.

Bah, bah, bah, what a fleeting romance, it was just a kiss, it’s not like I haven’t kissed before!

Mu Luan said patiently, "The other courtyard is right next to Shaoguang Courtyard, just past the Chaoshou Corridor. It's much more spacious than here, and more comfortable to live in."

Jun Zhao lowered his cold eyes and remained silent for a long while. Suddenly, he said, "Miss, you should take your medicine."

He stood up slowly, and Mu Luan looked at him in confusion as he skillfully and gracefully filtered the medicine on the stove and brought it over.

As I got closer, the bitter smoke from the medicine immediately drifted into my nose.

Mu Luan opened her clear eyes and looked at Jun Zhao who had no expression on his face, then looked at the medicine juice which seemed to be even darker than the previous times.

I swallowed unconsciously, feeling that after finishing this bowl, even powdered sugar wouldn't be able to suppress the strong bitter taste.

Mu Luan stood up slowly, lowered her eyes and pretended to straighten her wrinkled dress, secretly glancing at the door of the warm room.

But the next moment, a dark robe came into view. She looked up and saw Jun Zhao said calmly, "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Miss, drink it while it's hot."

The next day.

Mu Luan didn't get up until the end of the day. Yin Xin thought that her young lady had had a good rest, but was shocked when she came in to serve her.

"Miss, did you not sleep last night?"

Yinxin looked at the two dark circles under the young lady's eyes and felt distressed.

I guess he had some misfortune last night and had a nightmare again.

Mu Luan got down from the bed with one hand and rubbed his swollen head with the other.

In his heart, he secretly cursed Jun Zhao, that lunatic.

What good medicine is bitter and good for the disease? The medicine was so bitter that she couldn't sleep all night, and she also had symptoms of panic and headache.

This is not to detoxify her, but to poison her!

Yinxin took the outer robe and put it on the young lady. She felt that she was a little unsteady when she walked. Just as she was about to support her, she saw the person in front of her suddenly fall to one side.

"Miss!"

Mu Luan didn’t know if it was because of the bowl of medicine, but she felt her body was weak and every step she took was like she was stepping on air.

My head was dizzy and I was just about to walk to the round table to sit down and relax, but my feet went weak and I fell to the ground.

While my consciousness was blurred, I clearly touched something hard, but my body did not feel any pain.

But why did I see Jun Zhao's hateful and cold face?

Mu Luan didn't want to dwell on it, so she just drooped her eyelids.

Yinxin's eyes widened and she stood there in a daze, unable to react.

She didn't even see how the man in front of her appeared, and the lady had already fallen steadily into his arms.

It was not until Mu Feng picked up the young lady by the waist and placed her on the bed that Yin Xin came back to her senses anxiously.

"Miss, ma'am..."

Yin Xin went forward and called a few times, but there was no movement from Mu Luan. When she was at a loss, she heard a steady and indifferent voice, "Go and inform the general and his wife."

She subconsciously obeyed the order and ran outside, muttering, "The young lady will be safe and sound, safe and sound."

The dormitory suddenly became quiet. The solemnity on Jun Zhao's face gradually turned into relaxation, and he sat down on the edge of the couch leisurely.

His eyes fell on Mu Luan's slightly frowned brows lying on the bed.

He casually reached out his hand to smooth his frowning brows, and a faint smile quietly appeared in his eyes.