Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 320: Today is Qiqiao Festival, how do you think I should spend it, young master?

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Today is Qiqiao Festival, how do you think I should spend it, young master?

The man in black shuddered all over and looked at Xiao Chen, his neck stiffening as he said: "I am the Flower Demon!"

"I will take him back to the Ministry of Justice for a thorough interrogation," Xiao Chen said, looking at Zhan Lan.

Seeing the tacit understanding between Xiao Chen and Zhan Lan, Mu Yan looped his arm through Zhan Lan’s and, turning back towards Xiao Chen, said: "Mr. Xiao, take your time with the investigation; Lan’er and I are going to dine."

Xiao Chen was holding back a breath in his chest, only releasing it after Mu Yan left with Zhan Lan.

...

Zhan Lan’s stomach was already protesting, and they finally escaped Yanliu Alley together.

As the two entered a tavern on the street, they saw Huang Gun sitting there eating peanuts.

Huang Gun’s eyes lit up when he saw them, "Ah, isn’t this..."

Mu Yan made a shushing gesture, and Huang Gun corrected himself, "Isn’t this big brother and sister-in-law?"

Zhan Lan looked at Huang Gun, then at the plate of peanuts and a pot of wine on the table, and said, "Is this how you celebrate the festival?"

Huang Gun said sadly, "Today is the Qiqiao Festival, you ask me how I spend it?"

Zhan Lan, who had posed the question, immediately regretted it.

She wasn’t at all curious about how Huang Gun was spending the festival, but Huang Gun rambled on saying: "Young Master is at a loss, Young Master just laughs it off, Young Master stays silent, Young Master is clueless, Young Master is just scraping by, Young Master is very upset..."

Zhan Lan: "..."

Mu Yan shook his head speechlessly and looked at the Shopkeeper: "Do you have a private room available?"

The Shopkeeper was a middle-aged man who, seeing such distinguished young masters enter, had already been waiting at Mu Yan’s side. He said with a smile, "Honored guests, yes, there are private rooms upstairs."

Huang Gun gave the Shopkeeper a scornful look, and said angrily, "You, the Shopkeeper, why do you have two faces? Just now you didn’t say this to your lord!"

The Shopkeeper’s face twitched; this patron had only ordered a plate of peanuts, even the wine was self-provided.

Letting him sit on the first floor was already very generous!

"Honored guests, please follow me upstairs!"

The Shopkeeper led Mu Yan and Zhan Lan up, with Huang Gun carrying his peanuts and wine following them.

As he walked, he kept saying, "Ah, the Young Master still carries some face."

"You two chasing after me to spend a spring night together, those unaware might think that you are both fond of the Young Master..."

Zhan Lan gently uttered a single word, "Scram!"

Huang Gun said with a smile, "Just joking, joking!"

The three sat in the private room and the dishes were served swiftly, a full table’s worth of food appearing in the blink of an eye.

Huang Gun’s eyes were fixed on the delicious looking dishes as he said, "Ah, these dishes are really like six men watching five women bathe, so colorful!"

Zhan Lan stuffed a chicken leg into Huang Gun’s mouth and said, "Shut up!"

Mu Yan held back a laugh; Zhan Lan’s friends were always so eccentric.

Xiao Chen was cool and aloof, liking her without her knowing, treating him like a big brother.

Dugu Yan was bold in love and daring in action, idolizing her, considering her a Fairy who could foresee the future.

Huang Gun, with a mouth full of crude talk, trusted Zhan Lan, behaving fearlessly in her company, remembering only the meals not the scoldings.

The handkerchief belonging to Chu Yin, a whining coward, constantly tricking Zhan Lan, but they were inseparable as sisters.

Mu Yan used chopsticks to serve food to Zhan Lan, pondering: It’s strange when you think about it, Zhan Lan’s attitude towards these few people exceeds that of mere friendship, more akin to family.

So, despite his usual preference for dining alone, he didn’t dislike Huang Gun.

Huang Gun, having been retorted by Zhan Lan and known when to stop, was drinking fine wine, watching Mu Yan and Zhan Lan’s sweet interactions before him.

After finishing their meal, Huang Gun had a fiery look in his eyes as he hinted to the two, "Today being Chinese Valentine’s Day, this tavern has rooms available, ’a moment in a spring night is worth a thousand gold’— I shall not be an eyesore here any longer!"

Thereupon, he dashed off as if he were flying.

Zhan Lan’s lips twitched; Huang Gun always seemed to teeter on the edge of courting disaster.

She glanced sideways, and there was Mu Yan, looking at her with a teasing smile, "Your friend is quite interesting..."

Zhan Lan stood up and said, "Humph, what a scoundrel!"

Mu Yan laughed, "Maybe he’s only tough in words!"

Zhan Lan rubbed her temples as the Shopkeeper knocked on the door and said, "Distinguished guests, the meals you ordered to take away are ready."

Zhan Lan nodded, and Mu Yan looked down at the carriage and said, "Vermilion Bird has received the signal and is bringing people over!"

"Good, I need to go somewhere," Zhan Lan told Mu Yan.

Mu Yan held her hand and said, "Is it to deliver food to Xiao Chen?"

Zhan Lan nodded, understanding Xiao Chen well; he never took care of himself while working and likely hadn’t eaten yet.

"I’ll go with you," Mu Yan said, pulling her hand and walking out.

Although he was jealous, that was a friend Zhan Lan trusted, so he could only learn to adapt slowly.

Vermilion Bird felt downhearted for losing sight of his Master.

In the crowded alley teeming with people, he was like a sheep among wolves, groped on the chest and waist by the women of Yanliu Alley, taking advantage of him.

Those women were too fierce, truly like beasts!

Seeing him hang his head, Mu Yan asked, "Why does your clothing smell of rouge, what did you do?"

With heated cheeks, Vermilion Bird replied, "Master, I did nothing."

"Oh..." Mu Yan cracked a smile and boarded the carriage.

Zhan Lan and Mu Yan arrived at the Ministry of Justice and got off the carriage together.

None at the Ministry of Justice failed to recognize the Regent King Mu Yan; the guards immediately went to inform the Chief of Staff upon seeing him with Zhan Lan.

It wasn’t long before Xiao Chen came out.

Seeing Mu Yan holding Zhan Lan’s hand, Vermilion Bird handed the food box to Xiao Chen.

Zhan Lan said, "I thought you hadn’t eaten yet, so I dropped by."

Xiao Chen gave a slight smile, "Many thanks to both Princes."

Mu Yan’s smile didn’t reach his eyes, saying, "No need for formalities; after all, you’re Lan’er’s friend!"

Xiao Chen just glanced at Mu Yan lightly, just as Mu Yan scornfully looked back at him.

Zhan Lan noticed blood stains on Xiao Chen’s clothes and asked, "Did you get a confession?"

Xiao Chen said despondently, "You were right; he was not the Flower Demon, he took poison and killed himself."

Zhan Lan nodded, "You should rest early, we’re leaving!"

Mu Yan helped her onto the carriage, and Xiao Chen watched it as it went further and further away.

The guard holding the food box said, "Sir, if you don’t eat soon, the meal will get cold."

"Mhm," Xiao Chen nodded, and the guard followed him into the Ministry of Justice.

...

Mu Yan sent Zhan Lan back to the General Mansion, and at the gate, she lifted the carriage curtain; fireworks burst in the sky, illuminating her beautiful face.

She turned back to see Mu Yan watching her with an intense gaze, her head lowered, "I’ll be going, and according to custom, we cannot see each other for the next few days."

Just as she was about to step down from the carriage, she felt her wrist grabbed by Mu Yan, who drew her to his front in one fluid motion.

Mu Yan’s voice was low and seductive, "Lan’er, today is Chinese Valentine’s Day; have you forgotten something?"

Zhan Lan was bewildered until she felt a softness on her lips — Mu Yan was kissing her gently.

As Zhan Lan thought about the romantic encounters earlier in the day, her face turned beet red, her hands found their way around his waist, flustered about where to put them.

Outside, the fireworks roared, and Mu Yan felt as if his heart was ignited like the fireworks, bursting intensely.

His kisses, tender and lingering, seemed to narrate his endless love.

Zhan Lan’s eyes became hazy, her head dizzy, hearing only the beating of her heart.

In the dimly lit carriage, they breathed in the presence of one another, and Mu Yan let go of her, whispering into Zhan Lan’s ear, "Mengmeng, wear your bridal gown and wait for me to marry you..."

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