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

Chapter 95

When these words were spoken, everyone was very surprised, especially the crown prince. He was about to get rid of the fourth brother, and was only one step away, but the person died. How could he be willing to accept this?

"How could he die at this time? Did you kill him to silence him?" Jun Qizheng pointed at Jun Zhiling angrily.

Jun Zhiling's face remained unchanged, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the conspiracy with Xu Huaian was not a rebellion, it concerned the nineteenth prince, and this matter must not be known to my father.

Otherwise, he would be the same as the crown prince in his father's heart, and it would be even more difficult to gain his father's trust.

Jun Zhiling turned his head to look at him, "Why do you say that, my royal brother? Eunuch Xu and I have no grudges against each other, why do you want to kill him?"

Jun Qizheng said angrily: "Didn't you hear the guards' accusations? It's clear that you killed Xu Huaian to silence him."

"What the guards said has not been confirmed. My royal brother is the crown prince after all. It is too hasty for you to conclude that I am the murderer based on your own imagination and the guards' groundless accusations. My royal brother is determined to convict me of the crime. I wonder what your intention is?" Jun Zhiling said righteously.

Jun Qizheng said: "It's obvious that you have ulterior motives, don't try to quibble..."

Just as the two were in a stalemate, the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at them.

He said coldly: "Shut up!"

A hint of fear flashed across Jun Qizhen's face. He stopped talking and lowered his head.

The emperor's eyes were as sharp as knives. He stared at the kneeling Fourth Prince. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Since the Fourth Prince is suspected, he will be confined to the palace from today until the matter is investigated and then punished."

Then he turned to look at Cao Mang and said, "I'll leave this matter to you to investigate. I want a definite answer in seven days."

Cao Mang bowed and said, "Yes, I will do it right away."

The emperor glanced at the guards left in the imperial study and asked sternly, "Where are the Jinyiwei who just protected the emperor?"

Shan Jin knew who the emperor was thinking about, so he immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the man is waiting at the door."

"Xuan!"

As the majestic voice fell, Cao Mang paused and prepared to leave as if nothing had happened.

Just as he stepped out of the imperial study, he passed by a group of Jinyiwei wearing robes embroidered with spring swords and flying fish.

The man clasped his fists and bowed to Cao Mang, then went into the imperial study to meet him.

Cao Mang couldn't help but glance back, but he only saw the side profile, which was cold, hard and handsome.

There was just a scar about three inches long on his brow bone, which completely ruined that handsome face.

He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he had seen this person somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where for a moment.

He was full of doubts, and before he had taken a few steps, he heard the emperor's oral decree of enthronement coming from the imperial study.

"Shanqi has been rewarded for saving the emperor, and will take over the position of the chief of the East Factory from today onwards."

Cao Mang's eyes gradually darkened. Although he did not rescue the emperor immediately today, he still protected the queen.

But the emperor said nothing, and only personally conferred an appointment on a clown who appeared out of nowhere.

Cao Mang's pale face was filled with a sharp gaze. He flicked his sleeves fiercely and walked away.

Whether on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, Xu Huaiyuan could not beat him, let alone a young boy.

He is determined to get the position of the Chief of the Imperial Household Department. If that kid doesn't know what's best for him, don't blame his men for being ruthless!

Back mountain.

The rain gradually stopped, and the mountains were filled with the damp scent of trees mixed with soil.

Jun Zhao carried Mu Luan all the way out of the secret passage in the palace. The back mountain was surrounded by dense forests, and a carriage was parked at the exit.

Yingchuan was closely observing the movements nearby. When he heard some unusual movements behind him, he turned around to look.

This sight almost petrified me. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, then looked again and my eyes widened.

The master actually came out holding a woman!

Perhaps it was a ray of light that suddenly broke into the dark vision. Mu Luan frowned uncomfortably, but her eyes were still closed.

Jun Zhao lowered his brows, glanced at her, then held her tighter in his arms, letting her face lean towards his chest.

The dazzling light dissipated, and Mu Luan fell into a peaceful sleep again.

Jun Zhao walked steadily towards the carriage without stopping.

Yingchuan felt the sharp breath getting closer and closer, and suddenly came to his senses. He lowered his eyes hastily, quickly lifted the curtain and waited, not daring to look at the girl in his master's arms.

But when the master was carrying the girl into the carriage, he accidentally saw a fair and beautiful face.

He wanted to say... he really didn't mean it.

But the beauty in the master's arms is none other than the apple of the eye of General Mu Sinian!

I heard he was a sick person...

The master went to great lengths to enter the palace, only to save a girl?

In the morning, the master was in Hexiang Pavilion, and he wanted to strangle those two beautiful girls to death.

How could I hug another girl so tenderly in the afternoon?

Yingchuan was full of doubts, and did not dare to think too much. He hurriedly got on the carriage and sat down, then respectfully asked, "Master, are you going back to the general's mansion?"

Jun Zhao placed Mu Luan gently and steadily on the couch, took out a soft, thick dark cloak from the secret compartment and covered her with it.

He stared at her pale little face, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Go back to Hexiang Pavilion."

Yingchuan was stunned. If an outsider entered Hexiang Pavilion, he would only die. And judging from the master's appearance, he didn't seem to want to kill the girl.

That is?

It turns out that I can’t guess what the master is thinking.

He did not dare to hesitate and immediately took the order to ride his horse towards Hexiang Pavilion.

When Mu Luan woke up, he couldn't see clearly where he was.

She felt a splitting headache and a dry throat, so she habitually called out in a low voice, "Yinxin, water."

After a while, she felt a large, cold hand touching her shoulder, helping her up, and she soon felt a cool touch on her lips.

She opened her lips slightly, took two sips of the water in a daze, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Jun Zhao didn't expect that Mu Luan would have a fever for most of the night.

Even if he used the best antipyretic medicine, he still couldn't reduce her fever in time.

He helped Mu Luan lean against him, wiped her watery lips with his sleeve, and then used his fingertips to feel her pulse.

After a moment, his brows furrowed deeply.

It seemed that the fever had caused the detoxification medicine in her body to take full effect.

It's just that she was already weak, and she was injured and caught a cold, which led to her falling into a coma.

Jun Zhao was thinking about preparing a new prescription when the person in his arms suddenly became restless and struggled.

Mu Luan felt as if there was a fire burning inside her body, and she urgently needed a handful of cold water to cool down.

Bai Ci's fingertips unconsciously pulled at her dress, and she kept muttering, "Hot, hot, so hot..."

Mu Luan originally had only a thin piece of clothing on her body. Seeing the silk that had been rubbed loose and would be completely untied in a moment, Jun Zhao's dark eyes darkened.

The moment the silk slipped off, he placed his hands on her waist without hesitation to stop the veil from slipping off.