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

Before she could finish the rest of the words, her lower jaw was lifted up and Jun Zhao blocked her lips.

As their lips and teeth rubbed against each other, there was a chill mixed with the rainy night's chill. Mu Luan actually felt that his lips, which were usually cold, were now as hot as a stove.

This kiss was wild and gentle, restrained and indulgent, revealing an infinitely contradictory and complex mood.

Although Mu Luan was a little drowsy, he remembered that they were under the corridor in the courtyard.

It's no different from broad daylight.

Moreover, both of them were injured, and such a bloody entanglement was too inappropriate.

She frowned, whimpered and tried to turn her head away, but he hooked her back and rolled her mouth into it.

The thunder and lightning seemed to be just around the corner.

Mu Luan narrowed her eyes and thought dejectedly that if thunder really fell, she would have to bear the brunt of Jun Zhao's fall.

When she woke up and opened her eyes, it was already afternoon of the next day.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and the bright afternoon sun slanted through the doors and windows.

Mu Luan opened the curtain and saw light shining everywhere in the room.

She moved the white bandage on her wrist, and a little red could be seen through it.

It seemed to be reminding her that she almost missed seeing the bright sunshine today.

"Big brother!"

Mu Luan's sleepy head suddenly became clear.

I don’t know whether Jun Zhao took out the antidote last night, and I don’t know how my brother is doing now?

She got off the bed in a panic, her heart had already flown to Linfeng Courtyard, but her heavy body could not move even half a step. Her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

She instinctively pushed her injured wrist against the ground, and the piercing pain immediately made her break out in a cold sweat.

"Be careful, move this back."

"No, no, move a little further to the right."

"Mr. Jiuyou, what do you think of this arrangement?"

Mu Luan listened blankly to the noise outside.

It's A-niang's voice.

Jun Zhao is here too?

Just as he was thinking about it, the flower-draped curtain was lifted up by a pair of bony fingers.

Jun Zhao was in the outer room and heard the noise inside. In front of Madam Mu, he stepped in without caring that it was his daughter's bedroom.

What came into view was Mu Luan sitting on the ground, her three thousand black hair clinging to her slender figure.

The bright light shone on her white inner garment, and the porcelain-white figure seemed to be sitting in the light, shining brightly.

But she held her injured wrist with one hand, and her sparkling peach blossom eyes could not hide her pitiful look.

Mrs. Mu realized later that someone had walked in and quickly put down the work in her hands.

While following him, he said to stop him, "Mr. Jiuyou, that is my daughter's dormitory, you can't..." go in.

Before she finished her words, she saw her daughter sitting on the ground and was startled, "Yao'er, why are you sitting on the ground?"

As she was speaking, Jun Zhao was already standing in front of Mu Luan, bending over and leaning closer.

Mu Luan's uneasy eyes lingered for a moment between the man in front of her and her mother, and a cool feeling came over her forehead.

It was the back of Jun Zhao’s hand.

Jun Zhao felt the heat on her forehead under his palm, and his cold eyes fell on the deep red on her wrist.

He glanced at Madam Mu who was following closely behind him, then turned his head to look at her and said in a clear voice, "I'm sorry."

Mu Luan opened her eyes slightly and said in surprise, "Ah?"

Then she saw the man in front of her half-kneeling, leaning over and picking her up.

Jun Zhao avoided her injured wrist and gently placed her on the bed.

Although Madam Mu felt that it was inappropriate, she did not speak out to stop it.

After all, the most important thing now is Yaoer's health.

What's more, the two of them were doing it openly under her nose, so she would not have any pedantic thoughts.

Mu Luan came back to her senses when she returned to the couch and met those familiar black eyes.

I thought the humble and polite person in front of me had lost his soul and had a new heart.

In fact, she was just putting on a mask of disguise to deceive her mother who knew nothing.

After Jun Zhao put the man down, he stepped aside very tactfully.

Madam Mu nodded and thanked him, then asked hurriedly, "May I ask, Mr. Jiuyou, how is my Yao'er?"

Jun Zhao lowered his eyelids and said without looking away: "It's still burning, and the wound has split a little. We need to change the dressing. I'll go down and prepare."

"Good work."

Madam Mu politely sent him off, then returned to the bedside, touched Mu Luan's forehead and said with a worried look: "It's still burning, kid, it rained so hard last night, why did you run out alone?"

"I……"

Mu Luan wanted to say something but stopped herself. Her mind was fuzzy and she hadn't figured out how to fool her family yet.

Then I heard Ah Niang say: "Fortunately, Mr. Jiuyou found you first last night, otherwise..."

Madam Mu's nose suddenly felt sore as she spoke, and she choked up and said, "If something happened to you, what would you tell my mother to do?"

"Mother," Mu Luan saw her eyes turn red, and felt uncomfortable, so she asked hurriedly, "How is my brother?"

Madam Mu took a deep breath, took Mu Luan's hand, and said, "Don't worry, your brother is fine."

Mu Luan asked, "Has the poison been resolved?"

"It's solved, it's fine now."

Madam Mu couldn't help but feel relieved when she talked about this matter, "Fortunately, Mr. Jiuyou knew a secret recipe. Your father and I could only give it a try at the time, but we didn't expect that it would actually save your brother's life."

What Mu Luan didn't know was that last night, after she and Jun Zhao went out, things in Linfeng Courtyard were not peaceful.

At that time, Mrs. Mu's first thought was to find a woman to detoxify her son.

She was also confused at the time and felt that the poison Qiao Yiliu had given her son should be detoxified by that vicious woman.

But as soon as this idea came out, it was flatly rejected by Mu Sinian.

Qiao Yiliu took off all her clothes, and Mu Luoheng was unmoved even though he was drugged. He must have been disgusted by such despicable behavior.

If Qiao Yiliu were to detoxify Mu Luoheng, that would be exactly what she wanted.

Afterwards, even if Mu Luoheng had saved his life, this incident would have become a stain on his life.

Mu Sinian lived his whole life in good faith and honesty, he only lamented that his wife was foolish.

Madam Mu had no choice but to choose one from among the maids and promised to reward her with a large sum of money later.

But before he could summon the maid, Mu Luoheng vomited blood and fell into a coma.

For a moment, the entire Linfeng Courtyard was in chaos.

Mrs. Mu almost felt as if the sky was falling, and she still feels a little scared when she thinks back on it now.

"Home remedies?"

Mu Luan pondered, where did this secret recipe come from? It was clearly the real antidote.

"Mother, do you know the medicinal materials listed in that folk recipe?"

Madam Mu shook her head and sighed, "Mr. Jiuyou didn't tell us the herbs in the secret recipe. When he saved your brother, we were all sent back outside to wait."

Mu Luan frowned slightly. What kind of antidote is so mysterious?

Madam Mu patted the back of Mu Luan's hand and said unhappily, "Let's not talk about your brother's matter for now. Why did you cut yourself with a dagger?"