Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 233 Oh no! Seal Keeper Mu and Zhan Lan were quite intense last night!

Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Oh no! Seal Keeper Mu and Zhan Lan were quite intense last night!

Their bodies, clothed, stuck together, with the heavy outer garments being dried in the cave hall, the inner clothing might as well be nonexistent.

Mu Yan embraced Zhan Lan’s soft fragrant body, lifting with one hand, and Zhan Lan found herself completely seated on his lap.

Zhan Lan tried to stand up, but Mu Yan pressed down on her leg, "Don’t move."

Sitting on his lap, Zhan Lan suddenly recalled last night’s spring dream; their current position provoked a cascade of thoughts, making her feel so ashamed she wanted to flee.

Mu Yan’s hoarse voice sounded by her ear, "I’ll tell you something you don’t know."

"When I was a child, my mother disliked me greatly. Whenever I inquired about my identity, she would beat me. One time, she even threw me into an icy river. Clutching onto a log in the bone-chilling water, I stayed there for hours before being rescued. From that day on, I contracted a cold disease."

At this moment, Zhan Lan understood why Mu Yan had instantly lost his strength in the icy river earlier; he had such a sorrowful childhood.

"You’ve been to my bedroom. You must have seen the hot spring inside, filled with medicinal herbs. That’s why there is always a medicinal scent on me."

As Mu Yan spoke, he observed Zhan Lan’s expression, which had imperceptibly filled with sympathy.

What kind of mother would dislike her child so? What kind of mother would abandon her own child?

Even if the Li family abandoned Zhan Xuerou, it was to provide a better life for their biological daughter. Then what kind of person was Mu Yan’s mother?

All these years, to keep his cold disease under control, he regularly needed to bathe in medicinal baths. The pleasant woody aroma on Mu Yan, it turns out, came from medicines, not incense.

Tears began to well up in Zhan Lan’s eyes. Wasn’t her life just as pitiable as his?

She grew up thinking she had no father, yet her real parents were right there, doting on someone else’s child.

"What’s wrong?" Mu Yan looked down at Zhan Lan. She glanced up, hastily holding back her tears, "It’s nothing."

Zhan Lan got off his lap and sat beside him.

"Do you... have feelings for Si Jun?" Mu Yan asked tentatively.

The mention of Si Jun instantly made Zhan Lan’s scalp tingle, and she decisively replied, "I have never liked that person."

Mu Yan’s expression relaxed. He had heard from Bai Chen that there were rumors before that Zhan Lan harbored feelings for Si Jun.

"Perhaps it’s him who likes you!" A hint of hostility flickered in Mu Yan’s eyes.

Zhan Lan covered his lips, "Don’t mention irrelevant people."

Mu Yan grasped her hand on his lips and asked, looking deeper into her eyes, "By the way, did you kiss me just now by the river? Not just three times..."

Embarrassed, Zhan Lan withdrew her hand, "That was out of sheer necessity."

Mu Yan opened the tiger’s mouth of his hand, gently turned Zhan Lan’s cheek, their noses touching, and said, "I lost when we were fishing just now, so it’s my turn..."

Zhan Lan covered her lips, "You crafty old fox, trying to take advantage of me again."

Mu Yan let go of her and replied seriously, "I’m not old, just eight years older than you."

Zhan Lan straightened up a bit and said, "Isn’t it nine years?"

Mu Yan haughtily responded, "That’s counting the traditional age; it doesn’t count!"

Zhan Lan couldn’t help laughing at his reasoning. This was the seal keeper of Xingtian Department, arguing over traditional versus actual age like a child with her.

Her chest rose and fell with laughter, all within Mu Yan’s sight, who turned his head away, his ears flushed red and his eyes swirling with desire.

A moment later, he got up and entered the cave.

Zhan Lan looked at him; Mu Yan was taking off the sticky shirt on his body, exposing his impressive physique.

Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly looked away.

It wasn’t until Mu Yan was dressed that she got out of the hot spring.

She looked down at her own clothes. Were they this transparent just now?

Wasn’t Mu Yan seeing everything clearly? Zhan Lan covered her chest and retreated into the cave.

Mu Yan didn’t dare to look at her but said in a deep voice, facing away, "I’ll wait for you at the entrance. Take your time."

After changing her clothes, the two circumvented the river where the black bear roamed. Zhan Lan reminded him, "Mu Yan, you probably have more enemies than I do. You should carry your weapons and the Hidden Guard with you when you go out."

Mu Yan glanced at her sideways, "Are you worried about me?"

Zhan Lan gave a light cough and said, "As comrades, I have to be cautious too."

Mu Yan looked at Zhan Lan’s ankle with a hint of regret, "You recovered from the sprain surprisingly quickly."

He had wanted to carry Zhan Lan on his back, but it seemed unnecessary now.

Zhan Lan smiled helplessly, "For those of us used to marching and battling, such a sprain is just a momentary discomfort, hardly worth mentioning!"

Mu Yan gazed deeply into her eyes, asking softly, "Who do you fight for?"

Zhan Lan looked into the distance, "Family."

Mu Yan nodded slightly, and they both returned to the military camp.

Back at the camp, seeing the clear sky and the training ground cleared of snow, Zhan Lan changed into her training attire and went to practice.

Mu Yan watched her drill with many recruits, listening to her loud and clear commands. Her stature was straight; she no longer looked like a lady but a seasoned general.

The wind picked up the snow debris, swirling around her body and hair as her voice echoed throughout the training field.

"Attack!"

"Defend!"

"Kill!"

Mu Yan watched her from a distance, standing tall and firm like a pine in the cold wind, like a mountain providing a sense of security.

This mountain, however, also experienced its own pain and helplessness, still a young girl.

Mu Yan’s eyes stung whether from the glare of the snow or from his own pained heart, murmuring, "Silly girl, your family is so fortunate to have you, but what about you?"

...

As night fell, Zhan Lan finally left the training ground and rushed to the mess hall.

As the saying goes, hunger comes crashing like a mountain; her stomach had been protesting for quite a while.

On the second floor, where officers above the fourth rank dined, Huang Gun was nibbling on a steamed bun and saw Zhan Lan with moist eyelashes and rosy cheeks.

He called out, "Come sit down, we have four dishes and a soup today, and sweet rice wine glutinous balls too!"

Xiao Chen immediately arranged a chair for Zhan Lan. Taking the towel Xiao Chen handed her, she wiped her hands and grabbed a white steamed bun, taking a bite, "You two ran off fast enough!" freewёbnoνel.com

Xiao Chen smiled without a word, knowing that if one arrived late for meals in the camp, certain dishes would be missed.

He passed her the fish that had already been set aside in a bowl for her.

Zhan Lan picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks, excitedly exclaimed, "Nice, we have fish today!"

Suddenly, her hand holding the chopsticks was pressed down by someone. Mu Yan looked at her and said, "May I join you?"

"Lord Mu, please have a seat!" Zhan Lan made room for Mu Yan.

Xiao Chen silently added another chair for Zhan Lan to sit down.

As Huang Gun ate, he glanced at the neck of Mu Yan.

His eyes narrowing, his thoughts drifted off; Oh snap! The Seal Keeper and Zhan Lan got pretty intense last night, even the neck got scratched!