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

Her small figure was completely obscured by the person in front of her.

The scene of her raising her head and suddenly kissing him suddenly appeared in his mind.

Is this a desperate attempt to survive, or do you think that he is just a man who covets beauty?

Jun Zhiling chuckled for no apparent reason, shook the wine glass in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

In fact, what Jun Zhiling didn’t know was that Mu Luan was not sitting in the middle of the small long table.

Instead, it was slightly to the right, right in the Fourth Prince's blind spot.

In addition, his second brother tried to stop him, so Jun Zhiling had no chance of seeing her.

Halfway through the dinner, Mu Luan stared listlessly at the untouched venison in front of her.

Why does it feel like the burning breath is getting hotter with every breath?

She had chosen a lighter dress tonight, but she still felt it was too hot.

She raised her hand and fanned herself gently, and accidentally saw a familiar figure sitting at the end of the seat.

Ye Yaozhi lowered her eyes slightly and nodded to Mu Luan.

Mu Luan paused, his eyes fixed for a moment, and he nodded slightly in return.

But I have doubts in my heart.

Why would the Ye family be invited to the Royal Autumn Hunt?

Although the family is well-known, the Ye family does not hold an official position in the court like the Su family.

It seems that after today, she has to find an opportunity to learn more about the affairs of the aristocratic family.

Mu Luan shook her head slightly and her eyes fell on the wound on her hand.

The wound has clearly been treated, but for some reason, it still feels very itchy.

Even the restlessness in her heart became more and more intense, making her dizzy.

She pursed her lips, picked up the cup, and her rosy cheeks floated on the water, swaying in tiny rays of light.

At the back of the opposite seat, no one noticed that Su Lan was staring at Mu Luan fiercely.

Looking at her light pink dress, he lowered his eyes to look at his own clothes of the same color.

Although the embroidered patterns are different, if you don't look closely, others will think that the two pieces of clothing are exactly the same and there is no difference.

But since there is no difference, why would the Crown Prince be so bewitched by this vixen, Mu Luan, that he can't even move his eyes?

Even the sons of officials around him expressed admiration for Mu Luan in their words.

Lidya Su couldn't help but pinch the dress on her abdomen hard, half lowered her head, with suppressed hatred in her eyes.

Why did God treat her so unfairly?

She tried her best to climb onto the prince's bed, but in the end, the prince was still bewitched by the vixen.

Not only did she fail to conceive a prince, but she also lost her innocence.

She must not let Mu Luan ruin her future!

Suddenly he thought of something, a dark light flashed in his deep eyes, and hatred was gradually replaced by indifference.

So what if Mu Luan is favored by the Crown Prince?

No matter how stunning she is, she can only be the prince's hidden woman.

Besides, after today, it is hard to say whether she will have the life to continue seducing the Crown Prince.

Why should I be jealous of a lowly guy who is on the verge of death?

Thinking of this, Su Lan couldn't help but raise a charming and proud arc at the corner of her lips.

The prince sitting next to the emperor looked dignified and elegant.

Only when he occasionally raised the wine glass did his eyes reveal a deep meaning.

From time to time, he looked at the person sitting behind General Mu Sinian.

After half of the drinking was over, the emperor and the two queens left first, leaving the prince in charge.

Jun Qi's smile deepened. After drinking a pot of wine, he gave a wink to the young eunuch not far away.

The young eunuch nodded slightly, then walked around the crowd and retreated to the periphery without leaving a trace.

After a while, a palace maid came to Mu Luan with tea.

He leaned forward and filled Mu Luan's cup.

Mu Luan raised her hand and pinched her swollen eyebrows, not noticing the dark color that flashed across the palace maid's eyes.

Suddenly, the cup tilted and the wine spilled onto Mu Luan unexpectedly.

A water stain was left on the light pink dress.

The maid's eyes were filled with panic, and she quickly apologized, "It is my fault that I am clumsy. Please forgive me, young lady."

Mu Luan glanced at her shivering appearance, but did not intend to blame her.

She just twisted her soaked dress and wiped it bit by bit with a clean handkerchief.

Shen Yin heard the noise and looked towards her, whispering, "Yaoyao, are you okay?"

Hearing the voice, Mu Luan looked towards her, and seeing her mouth opening and closing, he actually felt that her voice was like a dream, with a weird sense of unreality.

She shook her head slightly.

At this time, the actors played Zhou music in front of the campfire, accompanied by singing and dancing, and a burst of applause.

When Shen Yin saw Mu Luan shaking her head, she didn't take it to heart and her mind was immediately attracted by the atmosphere on the scene.

Mu Luan was about to ask the kneeling maid to leave when she saw the maid raising her head and hesitantly said, "How about... I take the young lady to change her clothes?"

Looking at the small water stain on her dress, Mu Luan didn't take it to heart. After all, the emperor was not there, so she didn't have to worry about misbehaving in front of the emperor.

The tea was icy cold, and it felt comfortable when it soaked through my clothes and onto my skin.

But I was feeling restless, so instead of staying here and toughing it out, I might as well go back and rest for a while.

Therefore, Mu Luan did not refuse. She stood up and followed the palace maid to quietly leave the banquet.

The orderly footsteps of the night patrolling imperial guards could be heard from time to time, and lanterns were lit on both sides of the road.

When he was a little further away from the banquet hall, Mu Luan let out a deep breath, and his forced consciousness gradually relaxed.

It felt like my feet were walking on cotton, and I felt increasingly weak and frail.

She raised her hand and touched her hot cheek.

Jun Zhao's breathtakingly handsome face and his body as cold as ice kept appearing in my mind.

In his previous life, during the year when snow fell, Jun Zhao often returned home in the middle of the night for a period of time.

At this time, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

But Jun Zhao seemed to not want her to sleep peacefully.

The first thing he would do when he came back was to wake her up with his cold body.

Then he looked at her resentful eyes and held her tightly in his arms.

Let the warmth from her body warm up the cold body little by little.

Mu Luan couldn't help but miss the cold winter days, hoping that it could blow away the heat in her heart.

I don’t know how far I walked, the clanging footsteps of the imperial guards were no longer in my ears, and the light on the side of the road gradually faded away.

The only thing left was the lantern held by the palace maid, casting a glimmer of light in the darkness.

Mu Luan stopped immediately, raised his eyes and looked around carefully.

After a moment, she frowned and looked warily at the palace maid who was leading the way in front of her.

It was dark all around and she couldn't tell where she was.

When the maid saw Mu Luan stop, she also stopped and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Why don't you leave, young lady?"

"This is not the direction to return to the camp," Mu Luan said with a firm look. He took a cautious half step back and asked, "Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, the palace maid no longer looked timid, but took two steps towards Mu Luan.