Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 262: Zhan Lan: Is this my own wedding candy?

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Zhan Lan: Is this my own wedding candy?

Mu Yan once again turned to Zhan Beicang and said, "General Zhan, you’ve been campaigning and waging war for many years, seldom at home. Shouldn’t you pay more attention to your family? People are easily misled, after all."

After finishing speaking, Mu Yan exited the living room and left General Mansion.

Zhan Beicang turned to Qin Shuang, pointing to the retreating figure of Mu Yan and said, "Did that brat just lecture me?"

It was rare for Qin Shuang to see her husband at a loss; she laughed and said, "So handsome, such refinement, I’m so happy for Lan’er!"

Zhan Beicang said disdainfully, "You women just love a pretty face!"

"What about all this gold and jewelry? What to do?" Qin Shuang fretted.

Although Zhan Beicang didn’t like Mu Yan, since Zhan Lan liked him, it wasn’t his place to interfere.

He turned to Qin Shuang and said, "Put it in the storeroom. When Lan’er gets married, it will all be hers. We will also prepare a dowry for her to make a splendid marriage."

"Yes!" Qin Shuang said with a smile, "That’s wonderful, if only he were my son-in-law!"

Zhan Beicang snorted coldly, "Be careful, or Rou’er might overhear you!"

While the two conversed, Zhan Xuerou overheard everything clearly from the inner room. She clenched her lower lip tightly and gazed outside at the boxes upon boxes of gold and jewelry.

Zhan Lan’s fate was all too good!

How could Mu Yan like her to that extent, to make such a deadly vow!

To never take a concubine, to only marry Zhan Lan.

She thought back to when she and Si Jun had their marriage arranged; it seemed to be nothing more than a formality.

Would Si Jun refrain from other women for her? Zhan Xuerou was uncertain.

"Bitch! Bitch!" Zhan Xuerou gnashed her teeth, her expression ferocious, her heart filling with more and more jealousy towards Zhan Lan!

Zhan Xuerou was only fixated on how Zhan Lan was favored by their grandfather, praised by the emperor, doted on by Mu Yan, and adored by the people.

Yet, she never considered the effort Zhan Lan exerted when no one was looking.

She deserved to be loved.

Zhan Lan sneezed while lying on the bed and murmured, "Someone must be cursing me, but if I didn’t hear it, then they’re actually cursing themselves!"

"Miss, Miss!" Xiao Tao rushed up excitedly.

Zhan Lan propped her forehead up and looked at her, "What’s wrong?"

Xiao Tao held a packet of sweets with golden ’happiness’ characters on them and said excitedly, "Miss, these are the wedding sweets from you and the Regent King. When did you get together with the Regent King?"

Zhan Lan pointed a finger at herself, "These are my own wedding sweets?"

What a joke, she was unaware of her own wedding sweets.

Xiao Tao poured out all the sweets, carefully counting the various types, "Miss, there are a hundred in total, signifying a ’perfect union’! The Prince is so considerate, I could almost cry!"

Liu Xi also came up with a packet of wedding sweets and said with a smile, "They say the Prince bought up all the candy in the shops. The people of Ding’an City will probably end up with toothaches."

Liu Xi recounted everything about Mu Yan’s hundred boxes of betrothal gifts and the wedding sweets.

Zhan Lan climbed up from the bed in astonishment, "What did you say?"

Mu Yan had actually gone directly to the Zhan Family to propose; he wasn’t joking.

Suddenly, Mrs. Li cursed loudly in the courtyard, "Rebellion, all of it, what business is my daughter of anyone else’s!"

Zhan Lan sneered, Mrs. Li was becoming crazier by the day!

She really thought she was her birth mother.

Mu Yan, who had just entered Zhan Lan’s courtyard through a secret passage, heard these words and looked icily towards Mrs. Li.

Upon seeing him, Mrs. Li immediately changed her expression and smiled, "Prince, I’ve heard you’ve gone to the Zhan Family to propose. However, I am Lan’er’s mother!"

Mu Yan took steps toward her, and when he learned that Lady Li had caused Zhan Lan to be unable to recognize her loved ones for so many years and endured so much suffering as a child, he wanted to flay her alive, one slice at a time.

However, Zhan Lan’s identity had not yet been made known to the Zhan Family, and as a witness, Lady Li could not die.

Lady Li met the chill in Mu Yan’s eyes and took a step back, conceding, "Prince, I don’t oppose your marriage to Lan’er, but at the very least, as a mother-in-law, I should be informed, shouldn’t I?"

Mu Yan sneered coldly, sending shivers down Lady Li’s spine.

His voice carried a heavy oppressing tone as he said, "If I see you barking orders at Zhan Lan again, I will cut out your tongue!"

Lady Li was frightened by Mu Yan’s gaze; he really was as terrifying as the rumors said, disowning kin, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Mu Yan took two steps forward, then turned back and said, "If you dare to interfere with my marriage to Lan’er, I guarantee that your body will end up on the mass burial mound!"

Lady Li was so scared that she trembled all over; Mu Yan was too terrifying.

Previously, Mu Yan hadn’t treated her with this attitude. Although he was indifferent at meetings, there was no such disgust.

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Lady Li staggered, dazedly leaning on the wall as she returned to her room.

She suddenly remembered the day when Si Jun came to see Zhan Lan.

She quickly left the house.

When Zhan Lan saw this scene in the courtyard, she waited until Mu Yan went upstairs to ask, "What did you say to Lady Li, to scare her like that?"

Mu Yan curved his lips into a light smile, looking at her and saying, "Nothing much, just told her a ghost story!"

Zhan Lan gave him a suspicious look. Mu Yan stepped closer and, seeing the candies on the table, asked cheerfully, "You know already?"

Zhan Lan nodded, and Mu Yan picked up two candies and passed them to her.

"This is our wedding candy," Mu Yan said sweetly.

Zhan Lan peeled open a candy. Mu Yan pointed at his lips and demanded, "Feed me!"

Zhan Lan snorted coldly at his pretentious demeanor and popped it into her own mouth instead.

Before the sweet flavor could fully dissolve in her mouth, she felt a softness on her lips, and before her teeth could come together, Mu Yan pried them open.

His kiss was lingering and overwhelming; Zhan Lan couldn’t tell if the sweetness was from the candy or from Mu Yan’s lips.

Only after the candy melted entirely did Mu Yan adjust his breathing, slowly pulling away from her lips.

Zhan Lan’s cheeks blushed, and Mu Yan, resting his forehead against hers, said, "Lan’er, we are engaged now."

Zhan Lan had been tense from his kiss and only relaxed now, suddenly feeling a pain in the small of her back as she stepped back. Mu Yan, noticing her expression, asked with concern, "Does your wound hurt?"

Zhan Lan waved it off casually, "I’m fine."

Mu Yan moved closer, "Let me check."

Zhan Lan refused, "I’m ok."

Mu Yan grasped her wrist and led her to the bed, saying tenderly, "Lie down."

Zhan Lan shook her head. Faking an attempt to kiss her, Mu Yan watched as she covered her face and turned away, lying down on the bed.

Mu Yan lifted her clothes and saw the wound on her back was no longer bleeding, but it still looked bruised and purplish.

His fingertips gently touched the area as he asked with concern, "Does it hurt badly?"

Zhan Lan shook her head.

On the day Zhan Lan was injured, Mu Yan had been too consumed with anger and distress to pay attention to her figure, but now, seeing her delicate curves, his heartbeat suddenly raced.

He covered her back with her clothes, leaned forward, supporting himself on either side of her, and whispered in her ear, "An Chun, we are about to be married, and you’re still so shy?"

Zhan Lan peeked at him, chiding, "You’re the quail."