Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback Chapter 380: 380: Live Together, Die Together!

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Live Together, Die Together!

Zhan Lan pinched Mu Yan’s cheek with her fingers and said, “The dignified Regent King, making bets like this—where’s your sha!”

Mu Yan leaned his face closer and said, “Sha? It’s for Lan’er to kiss.”

Zhan Lan stifled a laugh and pushed him away.

Mu Yan chuckled lightly and said, “Since neither of us can sleep, let’s go back and do sothing interesting.”

Zhan Lan arched a delicate brow. “What interesting thing?”

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows with a hint of mystery and said, “You’ll find out when we get to the room.”

In the room, Zhan Lan watched as Mu Yan took out a pile of books from a chest.

She had initially thought that Mu Yan was going to show her so pretentious literary books, but to her surprise, they were storybooks!

Mu Yan looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said, “They’re fascinating.”

Zhan Lan flipped through a few pages and was quickly drawn in. Storybooks were indeed much more interesting than military texts.

But as Zhan Lan continued reading, she grew drowsy. Mu Yan scooped her up from where she had slumped over the table and gently placed her back on the bed. He traced her elegant brows with his fingers and murmured, “Sleep now.”

He had known all along that storybooks would easily make her fall asleep.

Only after confirming that Zhan Lan was soundly asleep did Mu Yan leave the room and head to an old residence he once lived in.

He stood emotionlessly in the courtyard as Qingcheng descended the stairs.

Her expression was tense, and she dared not et Mu Yan’s gaze.

Only when Mu Yan coldly spoke did she freeze. “Qingcheng, I rember the good you’ve done, but I also rember your wrongs. If you dare harm even a single strand of Lan’er’s hair again, you should know that I am not soone who lets past affections make soft. At that ti, I will kill you, and then take my life to follow her—to share the sa grave in life and in death!”

Qingcheng’s heart trembled violently. Mu Yan had refrained from saying such harsh words in front of Zhan Lan out of regard for their past.

But she understood. Mu Yan coming to her late at night and speaking so sternly was his way of ensuring that she would completely abandon any thoughts of harming Zhan Lan—because if Zhan Lan died, Mu Yan would follow her in death.

“Zhan Lan… is she really that good?” Qingcheng’s tone was calm.

Mu Yan’s voice softened slightly. “She may not be good, but she is who I love.”

“Master, does that an Qingcheng isn’t good enough?” Qingcheng asked, her voice tinged with unwillingness.

Mu Yan stared at her, and Qingcheng’s gaze faltered. He finally said, “You are good, but I do not love you.”

With that, he turned and left the old residence.

Qingcheng’s tears, like pearls, scaldingly fell onto the back of her hand.

She looked up at Mu Yan’s retreating figure. For all these years, aside from her dream of restoring her kingdom, her only longing had been Mu Yan’s love.

Yet, Mu Yan would never belong to her.

He hadn’t even bothered to soften his rejection!

Qingcheng wiped her tears away. She was not inferior. Since Mu Yan didn’t love her, she would not cling to him!

…

At the Regent Prince Mansion, Vermilion Bird had thrown the Poisonous Insect Clan girl outside the mansion an hour ago.

He then turned back into his room and readily went to sleep.

After a short nap, he suddenly thought about that not-so-bright female assassin. What if soone bullied her?

After all, she was quite pretty. If so scoundrel abducted her into a brothel, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Vermilion Bird sighed, opened his door, vaulted over the wall, and discovered the girl peacefully sleeping on the ground.

Vermilion Bird’s brow twitched as he walked over, slung her over his shoulder, and carried her back to the firewood shed.

He looked at her curled-up figure and muttered, “If Master hadn’t told not to kill you, I wouldn’t bother with you!”

Vermilion Bird locked the shed door from the outside and returned to his room to sleep.

…

Early the next morning, Vermilion Bird opened the door to the firewood shed.

The girl woke up abruptly, saw Vermilion Bird, rubbed her eyes, and said, “I want to see your Prince!”

Vermilion Bird stared at her expressionlessly. “Our Prince doesn’t want to see you. Leave now. If there’s a next ti, there will be no rcy!”

The girl stood up and scrutinized Vermilion Bird suspiciously. “Huh? Last night, you must have been affected by the love potion I used, so how co nothing happened, and you even knocked out?”

Vermilion Bird sneered. “If you have more tricks, feel free to bring them out.”

From a young age, Vermilion Bird had undergone all sorts of training and was no stranger to poisons.

A little love potion was hardly worth his attention!

Love potions only caused hallucinations for a few monts, making the affected person mistake the other for their beloved and act irrationally. However, the effect faded almost instantly and rarely provided any advantage beyond a brief escape opportunity.

The girl, feeling provoked, pouted. “Just you wait!”

With that, she patted the straw off her clothes and left the Regent Prince Mansion under Vermilion Bird’s watchful gaze.

The Hidden Guards observed the red-clad girl with silver bells on her ankles and braided hair, exchanging knowing looks without intervening.

The Commander had now tangled with this girl twice, and the Hidden Guards all understood that this little girl was sohow connected to the Commander…

With an amused attitude, they turned a blind eye to the girl’s departure.

After all, the Commander wasn’t getting any younger, and now there was finally a girl keeping him company. What a good thing! Why interfere?

…

By the following evening, Huang Gun arrived with so dried fruits prepared by his parents to visit Zhan Lan and Mu Yan.

Upon reaching the gate, he noticed a strangely dressed girl lingering outside the Regent Prince Mansion.

Huang Gun approached curiously and asked, “Who are you looking for?”

The girl in the red dress turned to him.

The man wasn’t particularly handso, but when his eyes curved into a crescent moon-like smile, he exuded a warm, approachable deanor.

She replied earnestly, “I’m here to see the Regent King!”

Seeing such a cute girl alone at the mansion gate, Huang Gun’s mind began to race with possibilities.

He handed the bag of goods to the guard and said, “This is for the Princess and the Prince. Thank you!”

Recognizing him as a friend of the Princess, the guard readily accepted.

Having handed over the gift, Huang Gun pulled the girl aside by her sleeve and quietly asked, “Are you here for sothing private with the Regent King?”

The Poisonous Insect Clan girl’s eyes lit up. “Wow, how did you know?”

Huang Gun, now even more intrigued, continued slyly, “Is it the kind of matter between you and him that you can’t let others know about?”

The girl nodded enthusiastically. “You’re so clever. That’s exactly it!”

Huang Gun squinted, glancing at the Regent Prince Mansion gate, and thought: Could it be that this girl is Mu Yan’s mistress?

Grinding his teeth in frustration, he felt Mu Yan had wronged Zhan Lan. Still, after criticizing Mu Yan inwardly, he quickly rationalized it—most n muddle-headed make mistakes sotis. As long as they repent, it’s fine!

Huang Gun’s expression shifted continuously—righteousness and temptation waging a fierce battle within his mind.

Finally, the devilish part overpowered the virtuous, and Huang Gun made a decision: As the Regent King’s most trusted confidant, he must help him cover this up and send the girl away!

Huang Gun silently apologized in his heart: Main General, forgive !

But I’m a man of martial world honor!

Moreover, I paid my dues with the Regent King’s silver!

Not only must I shield Zhan Lan from unwelco admirers, but I must also help Mu Yan resolve his own romantic entanglents!