Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 234: Mu Yan: The Vermilion Bird Grinds Its Teeth, Snores, and Talks in Its Sleep!

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Mu Yan: The Vermilion Bird Grinds Its Teeth, Snores, and Talks in Its Sleep!

Mu Yan watched as Huang Gun lecherously stared at his collar, prompting him to pull his collar up.

Huang Gun had a dirty little figure somersaulting in his mind, looking down with a suppressed chuckle. Oh, really trying to hide is only revealing more!

No wonder! It’s no surprise Lord Mu himself delivered Zhan Lan; he’s probably here under the pretext of consoling the soldiers just to see Miss Zhan!

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, no wonder the situation is so heated!

Could he sneak outside Zhan Lan’s camp tonight and eavesdrop around the corner?

Such thrilling antics must not be missed!

Mu Yan glanced at the bland dishes on the table, Zhan Lan enjoyed the meals heartily. When he noticed the pickled fish unique to Zhan Lan’s bowl, he looked at Xiao Chen, who seemed to have many little schemes.

Zhan Lan was busy eating when suddenly someone reached over and took her bowl away.

Cheeks puffing, Zhan Lan turned to Mu Yan, "Lord Mu, I’m hungry..."

Mu Yan flicked his finger towards the kitchen, and in an instant, the cooks brought out platters, quickly filling up the table.

"Have some more dishes, eat up!" Mu Yan picked a roasted fish from the middle platter with chopsticks, placed it in his own bowl, and pushed it towards Zhan Lan.

"This fish is fresh."

Mu Yan peeled shrimp and put them into her bowl, saying, "Eat up!"

Zhan Lan bit into the roasted fish, crispy on the outside and tender inside, her eyes lit up, "Thank you, Lord Mu, I love roasted fish!"

Huang Gun chimed in, "Thank you, Lord Mu, really a treat today!"

Xiao Chen watched as Mu Yan took the bowl from Zhan Lan that had contained the pickled fish and brought it to his own front.

A moment of loss flickered in Xiao Chen’s eyes. As Zhan Lan ate the roasted fish, she mentioned, "It’s so delicious, pity the brothers downstairs, they’ve got none."

Mu Yan smiled lightly, "Today, everyone gets extra food."

It’s just that the dishes at Zhan Lan’s table weren’t made with much care.

"Lord Mu is mighty!" Zhan Lan saluted.

Huang Gun sneakily glanced at Mu Yan, who was giving Zhan Lan a longing look with a threadbare disguise. In his heart, Huang Gun wandered what else they might call each other behind closed doors?

Upon this thought, Huang Gun barely suppressed his laughter as Zhan Lan continued to eat the shrimp Mu Yan peeled for her, asking curiously, "Why the laughter, you rascal?"

Suppressing his laughter, Huang Gun earnestly said, "Nothing much, just a little excited!"

Zhan Lan scoffed lightly, that rascal is up to no good again.

After the meal, Zhan Lan returned to her tent, and Mu Yan entered shortly after. Huang Gun, squinting his eyes, saw everything clearly.

He sneakily crawled and eavesdropped outside Zhan Lan’s tent, listening to their conversation:

"Be gentle..."

"I’m not being rough."

"It hurts..."

"Don’t touch there..."

Listening, Huang Gun’s face flushed with excitement, his eyes nearly popping out. So thrilling?

General is so fierce, hearing the pained yet pleased voice of the Seal Keeper, could it be a case of women on top?

Suddenly, his collar tightened at the back of his neck, Xiao Chen grabbed him and hoisted him back to his own tent.

In Zhan Lan’s tent, Zhan Lan pulled open Mu Yan’s collar to apply medicine.

Mu Yan frowned looking at her, "Go easy, it really hurts."

Handing over a piece of gauze, Zhan Lan said, "Then you do it yourself, I’ve already applied it where you can’t reach."

Mu Yan’s eyes gradually lost their luster as he compromised and said to Zhan Lan, "I’ll try my best to endure."

Zhan Lan took the gauze, dabbed at his wound with it, and then gently applied the ointment with her fingers.

Mu Yan looked down at her, but a smile unconsciously lifted the corners of his lips.

"Still smiling? You were scratched by a black bear, the wound could be big or small, you still need to be careful," Zhan Lan said while applying the medicine.

"Yes, my lady!" Mu Yan nodded obediently.

"Not being serious again!" Zhan Lan closed his shirt collar for him.

Mu Yan smiled at her, "My tent is soaked through from the melted snow today, I’ll sleep here with you."

Zhan Lan: "..." I think I’m deaf, what did I just hear!

"Then you can sleep with Vermilion Bird!" Zhan Lan closed the lid of the ointment jar.

Mu Yan said aggrievedly, "Vermilion Bird grinds his teeth, snores, and talks in his sleep..."

Zhan Lan looked at him and compromised helplessly, "Then you sleep on the floor, and I’ll sleep on the bed."

Mu Yan sighed, "The carpet is so dirty, my wound might get infected, never mind, I’m just an uncared-for orphan anyway..."

Zhan Lan almost choked on her own blood, thinking to herself: Only without a heart could Mu Yan not emotionally blackmail her.

Mu Yan turned around despondently with his back to Zhan Lan, his voice low and decisive, "It’s okay, that room is just a bit damp and cold, still better than sleeping on the floor."

Zhan Lan: "..."

"Alright, fine, you sleep on the bed, I’ll sleep on the floor, okay?"

With his back to Zhan Lan, Mu Yan’s eyes brightened and his lips curled up, revealing a triumphant look, his little woman was indeed beautiful and soft-hearted.

Pretending his wound was very painful and fearing that Zhan Lan would regret it, Mu Yan immediately lay down on her bed and tucked himself in.

Zhan Lan closed the door, took out a blanket from the closet, and laid it on the floor, preparing to make do for the night.

She quickly fell asleep after a tiring day.

Watching her sleep so soundly on the floor, Mu Yan got out from under the blanket, picked her up, and placed her on his bed.

Zhan Lan grunted a couple of times and continued to sleep hazily. Mu Yan lay beside her, staring at her sleeping face in fascination.

Such beautiful days felt a bit surreal; he continued to watch Zhan Lan, never getting enough.

In her sleep, she sometimes frowned, sometimes clenched her fists, as if bearing a heavy burden.

Mu Yan tenderly smoothed her brow with his fingers, what unease must she be feeling to be so unsettled even in her dreams.

If only he could complete his mission soon and give Zhan Lan a peaceful and carefree life.

Mu Yan held Zhan Lan, gently patting her blanket, and fully relaxed her furrowed brows, her hand gripping Mu Yan’s pinky as she slept peacefully.

The next morning, Zhan Lan opened her eyes to see the familiar roof of the tent, the soft feeling on her body making her exceptionally comfortable. She turned over and found herself face to face with the delicate features of Mu Yan’s sleeping face.

She sat up quickly, realizing that she and Mu Yan had spent the night in the same bed.

Mu Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at her, his voice low and captivating, "You’re awake?"

Zhan Lan glared at him, "How did I end up sleeping in bed with you!"

Mu Yan rubbed his temples and said, "You have the nerve to ask, you were sleepwalking last night. You climbed onto the bed yourself and kept pushing me."

Zhan Lan was hearing for the first time that she sleepwalked.

"You were also frowning and sighing, are you worried about something?" Mu Yan sat up, supporting himself with one hand next to her, pinning her against the wall as he asked.

Zhan Lan moved past him and sat on the edge of the bed, skeptical, "Am I under that much pressure?"

Mu Yan nodded seriously, "Mmm... Mengmeng, you also talked in your sleep, hugged my waist and said you wanted to sleep with me, and that you really like my body."

Zhan Lan: "..."