Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 580: Because Who Are You?

Chapter 580: Chapter 580: Because Who Are You?

Zhan Lan’s eyes gradually brightened, as the familiar aroma of Lidu Wine drifted into her nostrils.

Her body stiffened; Lidu Wine was the court wine of Eastern Wei, and yet this tavern had it too.

Moreover, Mu Yan had invited her to drink Lidu Wine in the past, so she was very familiar with this taste.

Suddenly, she remembered why the flavors of these dishes felt so familiar.

Because these delicacies were so similar to the taste of Baoxiang House, even the presentation was somewhat alike.

Zhan Lan was suddenly struck by a possibility. Could the owner behind this tavern be Mu Yan, or had someone who learned cooking from Mu Yan set up shop here?

Princess Anyang noticed that Mr. Lan seemed preoccupied. She held a wine cup toward him and said, "Mr. Lan, since you are about to leave, might you have three cups of wine with this Princess? This is Lidu Wine, you know, apart from the palace, only this tavern has it. It’s the finest, most precious wine in our Eastern Wei."

The slender jade fingers of Princess Anyang held a white jade wine cup right in front of her. After taking the wine cup, Zhan Lan put it down again, looking toward Princess Anyang and sincerely said, "I truly cannot drink wine."

Princess Anyang was somewhat astonished. Is there really a man who cannot drink wine?

She originally intended for Mr. Lan to drink until drunk so she could manage to persuade him to stay for a few more days.

Princess Anyang felt a bit disappointed and drank alone, finding it rather boring.

Zhan Lan’s gaze was focused on Princess Anyang’s wine cup as she unconsciously swallowed.

She was torn inside, thinking maybe she could secretly have a sip, just one sip.

The craving overpowered reason; she coughed and said, "Since I am leaving, let me have a small sip!"

Princess Anyang’s eyes instantly brightened and she immediately filled Zhan Lan’s cup to the brim.

Zhan Lan lifted the cup; upon smelling the wine’s aroma, her heart surged with excitement. This was indeed the taste. Now she would just take a small sip.

Zhan Lan covered her face with wide sleeves, secretly used a silver needle to test for poison, then took a tiny sip, praising, "This wine is indeed good wine."

Princess Anyang’s cheeks, whether out of shyness or poor drinking tolerance, blushed with two rosy patches. She leaned closer to Zhan Lan with a smile, "Mr. Lan, wasn’t I right? It is indeed fine wine!"

Zhan Lan nodded.

As she smiled, suddenly her eyes filled with joy, looking at Zhan Lan, "Mr. Lan, are you married? Have you taken a wife?"

The mouthful of wine Zhan Lan just swallowed was spat out instantly. She wiped the wine stains off her lips with a handkerchief and coughed awkwardly, "I am not yet married."

She was too lazy to concoct a name or identity for a wife.

Princess Anyang’s smile deepened, her voice soft as she said just one word, "Oh."

"Princess, have you gotten drunk?" Zhan Lan noticed Princess Anyang’s eyes becoming more and more dazed, and she kept leaning toward her, so she hurriedly steadied Princess Anyang’s arm.

Princess Anyang waved her hand, "I’m not drunk!"

Two maidservants heard the Princess’ unusual voice from inside, immediately pushed the door open, and exclaimed, "Princess, why are you drinking!"

"Princess, you can’t drink alcohol at all!"

Zhan Lan straightened up a bit, "Are you saying your Princess doesn’t drink?"

One of the maidservants nodded, "Our Princess hasn’t really had much alcohol."

Zhan Lan furrowed her brows slightly. No wonder Princess Anning met an untimely death in her previous life. With such a temperament, she wouldn’t be noticed even if she were a little delicate lady.

But she is a princess of the Eastern Wei Emperor. With such an identity, coupled with such an undefended nature, if she is really Mu Yan’s half-sister, it is indeed worrisome.

The maidservants wanted to help Princess Anyang up, but she coldly pushed them away and said:

"I haven’t drunk too much, the Princess is not drunk!"

"Leave, I still want to have a few more drinks with Mr. Lan!"

One maidservant bowed toward Zhan Lan, "Mr. Lan, please, kindly persuade our Princess to drink less wine, or else if His Majesty blames us, our lives will not be spared!"

Zhan Lan nodded lightly, and the two maidservants left with overwhelming gratitude.

After the door closed, Zhan Lan attempted to discourage drinking while intentionally mentioning the Emperor and Empress of Eastern Wei, "Princess Anyang, drink a little less, or else your royal father and mother will worry."

Princess Anyang’s eyes filled with mist, she shook her cup and appeared sad, "My royal father only loves my mother; he doesn’t care for a daughter like me in his eyes!"

"As for my mother... When I was young, my mother once called out the wrong name while holding me in her sleep. She called me Yan-er, Yan-er, as I woke to find her talking in her sleep, calling me Mu Yan, even though my surname is Tan, she must not like my royal father, not even my surname."

Zhan Lan was stunned by Princess Anyang’s words, a sudden realization dawned on her, the Empress of Eastern Wei was indeed Mu Xiyao!

The person she called out to in her dream was Mu Yan.

Princess Anyang misunderstood; the Empress was calling not for Yan-er, but for Yan!

Zhan Lan looked at Princess Anyang’s completely flushed cheeks; she truly was drunk. As the saying goes, "a drunken man speaks his true heart," the words of Princess Anyang unraveled her puzzled mind.

So, the Princess of Zhongzhou wasn’t truly dead; Eastern Wei brought her nation to ruin, making her the Empress.

This explained why Mu Yan’s mother harbored such intense dislike toward him; if Mu Yan were her son with the Eastern Wei Emperor, how could she have liked him, and for her daughter, Princess Anyang, she naturally wouldn’t be fond of her either!

Zhan Lan listened to Princess Anyang murmuring the words just spoken repeatedly, and she kept leaning closer to Zhan Lan. Zhan Lan pushed Princess Anyang away and said, "I need to visit the restroom."

Finishing the words, she stood up and walked to the door, opened it, and looked toward the two maidservants, "Your Princess is drunk, please go in and take care of her."

The two maidservants immediately entered the room. With the immense secret knowledge she gained, Zhan Lan only wanted to escape from Princess Anyang; suddenly she didn’t know how to face Mu Yan’s sister and thus wanted to leave promptly.

Just a few steps out, a side door unexpectedly opened, pulling her inside the room.

The door shut behind, and Zhan Lan’s dagger was already poised at the person’s throat.

Her wrist was held in restraint, the familiar cold fragrance in her nose, Zhan Lan saw the man wearing a mask.

"It’s you!" Zhan Lan’s eyes widened in shock.

"Do you know me?" Mu Yan’s voice murmured near her ear.

Zhan Lan finally realized she was currently in the guise of a man, pressed against the door by the masked man, and withdrew her dagger.

It’s anything but Mu Yan, but why would he find his way to the Eastern Wei royal city? Could it be she was tracked from the very beginning, all the way to here?

The masked man drew closer, and Zhan Lan attempted to unveil his mask, but the man evaded deftly, then curled his lips and said, "Mr. Lan, why did you refuse that Princess just now?"

Zhan Lan’s pupils contracted; Mu Yan must have overheard the entire conversation with Princess Anyang just now.

These two rooms must be connected, or the room Mu Yan was in had a way to observe the adjacent private room.

Zhan Lan glanced at him, "Mu Yan, I know it’s you!"

The man chuckled, "What are you saying? How does Mr. Lan know my name?"

"Because I am..." Zhan Lan was mortified beyond measure. She had disguised herself as a man, breaching into the Eastern Wei royal city, now being caught red-handed. If she were to reveal herself as Zhan Lan in this male guise, it indeed left her speechless.

Mu Yan removed his mask, revealing an unparalleled, handsome face, his eyes burning as he gazed at Zhan Lan, "Because you are who?"