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

But he needed to calm down at this moment, the chaotic thoughts in his mind made him a little breathless.

When Song Wenjing left, he did not look back at Mu Luan.

Mu Luan looked at the young man walking away, and pinched the hem of her skirt with her hands hanging by her side.

I thought my past performance had been clear enough, but I didn't expect that he still had feelings for me.

She let out a deep breath.

It's better to make it clear, so as to avoid the same fate as in the previous life.

The old princess couldn't stand her, and he couldn't find a balance between himself and his mother.

Although she has the General's Mansion to rely on in this life, she doesn't want her family to become unhappy because of this unfortunate relationship.

Time is a good medicine. It can solve many mysteries and allow two people who should not be together to have their own lives.

A burst of cheers came from deep in the forest, as if someone had hunted a treasure and was celebrating.

And that direction was exactly the direction Song Wenjing left.

Thinking of what the sons of officials had just said, that the prince was deep in the woods, Mu Luan suddenly gave up the idea of ​​joining in the fun.

She mounted her horse and headed up the hill in the opposite direction, heading back to the camp.

But just as the horse walked a mile, a furry, brownish-brown creature suddenly jumped out in front of it.

Mu Luan hurriedly stopped the little red horse. The horse snorted loudly and turned around a few times before it calmed down.

Her eyes were shining brightly as she stared at the hare that was hopping and hiding in the dead leaves.

The horse under him stopped moving for a moment, and Mu Luan made a gesture to the guards behind him to keep quiet.

The guard immediately stopped and gently handed the bow and arrow on his back to Mu Luan.

When the teacher taught her at home in the past, among the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy and mathematics, archery was the only one she had the most difficulty mastering.

When she was little, she often followed her father and brothers around, and was influenced by them. She should know more than ordinary girls.

But she knows a lot about principles, but she just can't put them into practice.

Because of her physical condition, she often couldn't even pull the string of a bow all the way to the end.

His physical strength seems to have improved recently, and there are no outsiders watching around, so no one will know if I embarrass myself.

Just think of it as a physical exercise.

Although this hare is large in size, its fur is dry, and the skinny lines of its legs are faintly visible.

But it seemed to know something. As the mottled light and shadows fell on it, it rolled on the ground defenselessly, and glared at Mu Luan with its ears pricked up.

Then there was another comfortable tumble, with alertness in his eyes, but it didn't seem like much.

Mu Luan held the bow in her hand and almost laughed out of anger.

It knows very well that it can't hurt it, so it tries to provoke it in various ways!

Rather than losing the battle, Mu Luan immediately took out an arrow from his quiver, put it on the bow, and tremblingly pulled the string.

But before she could shoot the arrow in her hand, she heard a sharp sound of breaking wind, which came from behind her.

There was a short and sharp sound, and the hare was killed by the arrow.

Mu Luan was shocked by this sudden scene. His hands became unstable and the arrow was on the string, which was shot out at once.

"Hiss, uh," Mu Luan cried out softly, lowering her eyes to glance at her fingertips.

A cut suddenly appeared on the fingertip, and a hint of cherry red was oozing out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mu Luan frowned, took a deep breath, and looked at the arrow that had missed the target not far away in confusion.

There was a rapid sound of horse hooves behind him. Mu Luan curled his fingers in pain and looked back.

What caught her eye was someone she didn't want to meet.

The fourth prince, Jun Zhiling.

Jun Zhiling's horse trotted and did not stop.

As he passed by her, his eyes enveloped her figure aggressively.

Mu Luan's horse seemed to be frightened by the invisible pressure, and moved back and forth restlessly.

She hurriedly tightened the reins with her other hand, her eyes vaguely sweeping over Jun Zhiling in front of her.

Jun Zhiling held the saddle with one hand and turned sideways to pick up the arrow that had hit the hare on the ground.

The hare was already dead, so he casually threw it to the guard who was following him.

Mu Luan thought that the Fourth Prince’s target was prey and he would not stop.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came to her mind, Jun Zhiling turned his horse around and came towards her.

He rode his horse around her and stopped directly in front of her.

"Miss Mu, how are you?"

Jun Zhiling looked at Mu Luan, who was wearing a moon-white dress decorated with red silk, and a hint of surprise flashed in his cold eyes.

If Su Lan hadn't been quite good-looking at the time, he wouldn't have wasted his time on her and missed the person he should have used.

She had indeed made a deep impression on him on the day of the Queen's birthday banquet.

But there wasn't much interaction after that.

He never imagined that the legendary weak and sickly beauty in the general's mansion was not only an excellent musician, but also extremely courageous.

Youming Inn is a place where all kinds of evil spirits gather.

However, she entered the casino as if she was in an empty place, lit the life and death lamp, and finally rescued his good brother in a dignified manner.

No wonder the secret guards he sent out to investigate repeatedly failed to find anything. It was really hidden very deeply!

Mu Luan lowered his eyes and greeted him respectfully, "Greetings, Fourth Prince."

"It is said that Miss Mu has been ill for many years and has hardly ever traveled far. Now it seems that your health is much better."

Jun Zhiling stared at her beautiful face with sharp eyes.

Mu Luan replied softly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I am indeed feeling much better."

Jun Zhiling asked: "But which miracle doctor helped you?"

Mu Luan was slightly stunned, and the pain in her fingertips further irritated her nerves.

She didn't know if she was overthinking it, but she actually felt that the Fourth Prince's words had a deeper meaning.

Could it be that he discovered something?

Is this Jun Zhao’s identity?

Jun Zhao's nickname in the martial arts world is Mr. Jiuyou, the master of detoxification.

But he never makes a move rashly unless it is profitable.

Based on her understanding of Jun Zhao, Jun Zhao prefers poisoning rather than detoxifying.

The fact that he has mastered the art of poison does not mean that he can be merciful and save all living beings.

He is very good at disguising his true identity.

Therefore, the title of Mr. Jiuyou is just a means for him to avoid the spotlight and divert trouble.

Otherwise, why has the name of Mr. Jiuyou been circulated in the martial arts world for a long time, but no one has ever seen him detoxify and save people?

In order to stay in the General's Mansion, he revealed the identity of "Mr. Jiuyou".

In this way, even if she wanted to drive him away in the future, her father, brother and mother would not agree.

Because her father, brother and mother would not miss any opportunity to remove the remaining poison from her body.

Later, in order to hide his tracks, Jun Zhao said that he wanted to repay her for saving his life and stayed as a guard.

Therefore, apart from his father, brother, mother, and close maids, others only knew that he was a guard.

Does Jun Zhiling already know that Mr. Jiuyou is Jun Zhao?