Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 341: Woman, how can you hike up your skirt and not recognize anyone!

Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Woman, how can you hike up your skirt and not recognize anyone!

Zhan Lan nodded earnestly, her hand guided by Mu Yan’s as she practiced writing each character.

Mu Yan’s handwriting, just like him, was bold and elegant, but suddenly his hand trembled.

Zhan Lan felt an unusual sensation below her and her face flushed red in an instant.

She tried to get off Mu Yan’s lap, but he pulled her lightly into his arms, his voice husky, "Don’t move..."

Then he lifted her skirt, and his kisses landed on her neck as he deftly untied her sash with one hand, letting it fall to her waist.

Zhan Lan, kissed breathless by him, suddenly found Mu Yan pushing all the rice paper and brushes off the table, pressing her onto the desk.

Zhan Lan looked into his eyes filled with desire, her shame burning brightly.

Mu Yan kissed her lips, cheeks, and ears, whispering, "Lan’er, have you bewitched me..."

Before Zhan Lan could answer, she was overwhelmed by his kisses.

When she awoke again, it was mid-afternoon, and Zhan Lan didn’t know when she had returned from the study to the bed.

Mu Yan held her from behind, his warm breaths scattering across her neck.

Zhan Lan’s heartbeat pounded, for since their wedding night, Mu Yan seemed addicted, his desires for her insatiable.

"Are you awake..."

As Zhan Lan spoke, she realized her voice was hoarse; Mu Yan, behind her, curled his lips into a mischievous smile.

Zhan Lan, feeling a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, kicked Mu Yan off the bed.

Mu Yan, with a robe hanging from his waist, winced in pain and looked at Zhan Lan, "Woman, how can you kick someone out of bed after pulling up your skirt!" freewёbnoνel.com

Zhan Lan wrapped herself in the quilt, about to retort, when a knock on the door interrupted her.

"Madam, Dugu Yan and Miss Chu Yin are here to see you!" The voice outside belonged to Vermilion Bird.

In a rush, Zhan Lan found clothes to wear, while Mu Yan already reclined lazily on the couch, watching her flustered demeanor with a smirking smile.

Zhan Lan glared at him, dressed, and simply did up her hair before going out.

"Zhan Lan!" Dugu Yan greeted her with a smile.

Chu Yin pouted, "You stinker, Zhan Lan, you made this miss wait so long. What took you so long to come out, were you sleeping in broad daylight?"

Zhan Lan’s cheeks flushed red as she asked, "Why did you two come together?"

Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, "Miss Chu Yin was in a bad mood and wanted us to go out for fun!"

Upon hearing it was Chu Yin’s idea, Zhan Lan immediately waved her hands, "I better not go!"

Mu Yan opened the door, loose clothes revealing his slender neck and slightly disheveled hair, his eyes lazy and tone dominant as he asked, "Where do you two intend to take my Princess?"

Chu Yin swallowed nervously, standing up straight, "To drink!"

Dugu Yan nodded in agreement.

Mu Yan casually nodded, "Go ahead!"

Zhan Lan was shocked; Mu Yan was actually letting her go out with Chu Yin?

"So, I can really go?" Zhan Lan tested.

Mu Yan nodded with a faint smile.

Fearing Mu Yan might change his mind, Chu Yin quickly pulled Zhan Lan outside.

Not until Zhan Lan sat in Chu Yin’s carriage did she believe Mu Yan truly allowed her the freedom to go out and have fun.

Dugu Yan, seeing Zhan Lan’s radiant look and the faint kiss marks on her collarbone, could tell from her seductive appearance that she was newly wed to the Regent King, utterly infatuated with each other.

So she teased with a smile, "Zhan Lan, each time I’ve come to your place, it’s already noon, and the Hidden Guard says you’re still resting. You must be working too hard at night, right?"

Chu Yin didn’t catch Dugu Yan’s play on words and turned to Zhan Lan: "You’re not a general anymore, are you still that busy?"

Zhan Lan’s lips twitched; she pinched Dugu Yan, who then closed her mouth.

"Why are you unhappy today?" Zhan Lan turned the subject as she looked at Chu Yin, who was looking listless.

Chu Yin sighed and said, "Zhan Hui came to my house to propose marriage, but my father disapproves."

Zhan Lan wondered, "Why doesn’t he approve?"

Chu Yin spoke with immense frustration, "My father said he doesn’t want me to marry a military man. Zhan Hui has military achievements and could rely on them to become a civil official, but he doesn’t want to."

"Why does your father dislike military men?" asked Dugu Yan curiously.

"My father says if a military man dies in battle, I’ll have to become a widow," Chu Yin said gloomily.

Zhan Lan said with a grave voice, "My brother is now the third-ranked swordsman in the Shadow Sect, practically on par with Beiyue Great General Ye Xiuhan. Wanting to become a widow isn’t going to be that easy for you!"

Chu Yin’s eyes brightened, "Why hasn’t he told me that!"

Dugu Yan said with a smile, "Are all your men this strong?"

Chu Yin pouted, "What do you mean ’our men’? She’s got hers, and I’ve got mine!"

Zhan Lan shook her head speechlessly, "The girl hasn’t even married yet and she’s already so protective."

The three of them came to a place; the carriage stopped, and what came into Zhan Lan’s view was an indoor night market.

Inside there were small vendors selling things, taverns, places for playing pai gow, ring toss, and a variety of street performance arts.

Zhan Lan asked curiously, "There’s such a place in Ding’an City?"

The trio entered a small tavern and seated themselves in a private room. Chu Yin ordered some grilled meats, marinated dishes, and white spirits.

Sitting down, she said, "This place is quite new, but to get in you need this."

She held up a silver-made leaf in her hand and said proudly, "This was given to me by my father, a gift from a colleague of his. You can’t come in here without this."

Zhan Lan understood that this night market had entry requirements.

The shopkeeper was very polite to the three of them, sending over extra servings of grilled meat, and even the alcohol was the fine Bamboo Leaf Green Tea.

Zhan Lan took out a silver needle and tested the bowls and chopsticks for poison, finding no issues.

She ate peanuts and sipped her drink, thinking about how to help her brother and Chu Yin with their marriage.

Chu Yin said lightheartedly, "Drink up, the more we drink, the more we can forget our troubles!"

Zhan Lan laughed helplessly, as all of Chu Yin’s pressure had been passed on to her.

Dugu Yan, looking down, observed the place and said, "Why do I notice there aren’t many customers here? Don’t you find that strange?"

Chu Yin laughed and said, "There’s nothing strange about it; just the games of the nobility circle. It’s all thanks to my father’s influence that he could get a silver leaf like this!"

Zhan Lan looked suspiciously at the bustling vendors, finding the place a bit odd.

Could it be someone wants to bribe Chu Xiong, so they’re specifically trying to curry favor with Chu Yin?

Zhan Lan ate her meal carefully, and drank the wine at a leisurely pace.

Chu Yin gave Zhan Lan a serious look, noticed her rosy cheeks and the added charm in her eyes, and said enviously, "Zhan Lan, you’ve become so much prettier after getting married!"

Zhan Lan’s cheeks flushed, Dugu Yan stifled a laugh, and Chu Yin muttered, "I want to get married too, so I can become pretty!"

Zhan Lan stuffed a chicken leg into her mouth and said, "Eat, eating more chicken legs will make you prettier."

Dugu Yan was already laughing so hard, she boldly drank her liquor and then said to Chu Yin, "Getting married seems to be more effective than eating chicken legs."

Chu Yin asked with a puzzled face, "Why is that?"

Dugu Yan whispered a few words into her ear, Chu Yin’s face turned red, and she covered Dugu Yan’s mouth and said, "Dugu Yan, you’re a hooligan!"