Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 267: There is Only One Mistress in the Regent Prince Mansion from Now On!

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: There is Only One Mistress in the Regent Prince Mansion from Now On!

Qingcheng’s beautiful eyes looked towards Mu Yan, "Brother Yan, it’s a bit cold this autumn breeze, why don’t we go inside to talk?"

Mu Yan refused, "No need, it’s just a few words."

Qingcheng looked a bit disappointed at him, "Please go ahead, Brother Yan."

Mu Yan said with a faint smile, "I am getting married, and I will not return to live in this separate courtyard anymore."

Qingcheng stood there thunderstruck, as if struck by lightning.

She had not expected that after Mu Yan’s marriage, they would have to separate!

A moment later, she smiled and said, "Congratulations, Brother Yan. Is General Zhan Lan your wife-to-be?"

Mu Yan smiled and nodded, "You are an unwed lady, you surely can’t live with us. Take good care of yourself."

Qingcheng looked down and said, "Qingcheng understands. Sister-in-law is very fortunate."

Mu Yan looked towards General Zhan Lan’s courtyard and said, "It’s my good fortune."

Finding herself redundant, Qingcheng nodded and said, "Brother Yan, it’s getting late. I should head back."

"Alright." Mu Yan did not try to keep her.

Heartbroken, Qingcheng left, and Mu Yan turned back into the room.

Vermilion Bird watched the two converse from a distance, sweating for his master, hoping this scene would not be seen by Madam!

Despite Madam’s broad-mindedness, what if she feels jealous?

Vermilion Bird walked behind Mu Yan and said, "Master, Madam did not look this way just now, no need to worry about her feeling jealous."

Mu Yan looked at him, "Even if she saw, it makes no difference. I won’t meet Qingcheng anymore."

Vermilion Bird asked doubtfully, "Not meet anymore? After all, Miss Qingcheng once for..."

Mu Yan stared into his eyes with displeasure, making Vermilion Bird flinch and swallow his words.

After a few moments, Mu Yan coldly said, "From now on, there will be only one mistress in the Regent Prince Mansion!"

"As for Qingcheng seeking me out, that is not my concern. What else do I have you as the Dark Guard Commander for!"

Vermilion Bird: "..." This family, if not for me, would fall apart!

"Yes, Master." Vermilion Bird displayed a polite yet awkward smile.

Mu Yan was in a particularly good mood today; he looked Vermilion Bird up and down and asked, "How are you feeling recently?"

Vermilion Bird was initially puzzled but soon grasped Mu Yan’s implication.

His ears turned red as he said, "Fine."

Mu Yan watched him with mischief, "Really? Then continue with the supplements and don’t stop."

Vermilion Bird fell to his knees, "I was wrong. If I continue with the supplements, I will have a nosebleed."

Mu Yan scoffed coldly, "What does that have to do with me!"

Mu Yan flung his sleeves and left, shutting the door behind him and feeling extremely pleased. After all, it was Vermilion Bird who secretly kept feeding him supplements, which caused him to fail to hold himself back in front of Zhan Lan.

The following day when Mu Yan woke up, he saw several books beside his bed. After flipping through them briefly, his ears turned red. He called Vermilion Bird in and scolded, "What is this you have given me to read!"

Vermilion Bird replied bewilderedly, "Master, since you are getting married soon, these were given by the wedding planner, it has nothing to do with me." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Mu Yan waved his hand, "Go out!"

With a wronged look, Vermilion Bird left the room, but the moment he exited, a smile played at his lips.

These erotic books were indeed sent by him urging the wedding planner, after all, his master had been giving him excessive supplements.

Vermilion Bird’s eyes gleamed slyly, thinking to himself: Master, come on, let’s hurt each other!

Mu Yan glanced at the books again, opened one with an aloof demeanor, and gradually a blush crept over his cheeks.

The people in the illustrations seemed to change, his heartbeat roared as he snapped the erotic books shut.

Mu Yan rubbed his temples, the image of Zhan Lan floating in his mind; he threw the books on the floor, trying to steady his breathing.

Suddenly, Zhan Lan appeared at his window, waving at him.

Startled, Mu Yan swiftly picked up the books from the floor and stuffed them under the covers.

Zhan Lan knocked and entered, walking over and noticing Mu Yan’s unusual complexion and his messy bed, she said, "Did I come at a bad time?"

Mu Yan pulled her outside, "It’s nothing."

Zhan Lan turned back and glanced again at the bed and at Mu Yan’s flustered state; she grasped Mu Yan’s arm and asked, "Are you hiding fine wine? Your face is so flushed; have you been drinking behind my back?"

Mu Yan, unsure of how to explain, stammered, "No, let’s talk outside."

Zhan Lan slipped from his grasp and ran to the bed, slyly saying, "Let me see what you are hiding..."

Zhan Lan lifted the covers and saw a few disordered books illustrated with various bizarre techniques.

It was too late for Mu Yan to stop her; as Zhan Lan suddenly realized what they were, she quickly turned and left.

Mu Yan grabbed her arm, "I haven’t looked at them, they were sent by the wedding planner."

Zhan Lan’s face turned deep red, looking at Mu Yan, "I believe you."

Mu Yan caught her wrist, explaining earnestly, "I really didn’t mean to..."

Zhan Lan quickly changed the subject, "I came to see you because I’ve made up my mind about the wedding chamber; just decorate it as you like, I really like the current style of your room."

Mu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Good, I’ll have someone handle it right away."

Zhan Lan swiftly left, and Mu Yan called in Vermilion Bird, starting by asking, "How is the investigation on Yu Jinchan going?"

Vermilion Bird nodded, "Master, we found out he appeared in a gambling house a year ago and got one of his hands chopped off. After that he disappeared, but we are continuing our search."

Mu Yan spoke sternly, "Hurry it up."

"Yes!" Vermilion Bird could tell from Mu Yan’s demeanor the gravity of the matter.

"You don’t need to stay in the mansion with me recently; mainly focus on this matter."

Vermilion Bird’s eyes lit up, almost wishing to cry tears of relief—this meant he finally wouldn’t have to eat meals in the mansion or continue with the supplements.

"At your command, I will dedicate myself fully!"

"Call Yun He."

Mu Yan waved his hand, and Vermilion Bird went out and summoned Yun He.

Mu Yan looked at him, "Find the previous craftsmen, and decorate the Regent Prince Mansion’s wedding chamber in the same style as my current room."

"Yes, Master!" Yun He nodded in agreement.

Mu Yan added, "Use rosewood for the bed frame, and make the new bed larger than the current one."

Yun He paused, not quite understanding; wasn’t the master’s current bed quite good?

Mu Yan tapped Yun He’s not so clever head, lowering his voice, "Can the bed fit both the Princess and me?"

"Yes!" Yun He grinned foolishly and left.

Mu Yan watched Yun He’s retreating figure, helplessly shaking his head, thinking to himself, when it comes to matters of man and woman, Vermilion Bird indeed had more sense.