Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 371: Joyous Occasion

The Crown Prince restrained his smile and asked, "What is it? Is there something wrong?"

Bai Lu threw herself into the Crown Prince’s arms, acting coquettishly as she said, "Your Highness, I miss you so much! You haven’t come to see me..."

The Crown Prince reluctantly replied, "I am occupied with state affairs, you know that."

Bai Lu’s hands restlessly wandered over the Crown Prince’s body, but he held onto her hand and said, "What is this supposed urgent matter? You’re not talking about that kind of thing, are you?"

Impatience flickered in his gaze. Bai Lu steadied herself and said, "I am pregnant."

The Crown Prince’s pupils suddenly enlarged as he demanded, "Is it Si Jun’s...or mine?"

Bai Lu shyly responded, "It’s certainly Your Highness’s."

The Crown Prince calculated the timeline in his head before the corner of his lips curled up as he said, "You must take care during your pregnancy. What do you think about giving me a son?"

Bai Lu’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She clutched the Crown Prince’s hand tightly and said, "Your Highness, when will you deal with King Wei? If you do, I can return to your side!"

The Crown Prince reassured her, "I will handle it soon!"

Bai Lu was elated. If she could give birth to a son, he would be the Crown Prince’s eldest child.

In the future, wouldn’t endless wealth and glory be hers to enjoy!

The Crown Prince held Bai Lu close, his lips curving into a sinister smile.

...

Si Jun was seated in his study as Hei Yu reported, "My lord, the Crown Prince spared no effort for that so-called mine, but he hasn’t dug up anything."

Si Jun burst into laughter, slapping the desk twice before rising and saying, "Serves him right!"

"Tomorrow, Young General Zhan Hui is getting married; will my lord attend?" Hei Yu inquired.

Si Jun thought for a moment before replying, "Of course, why not?"

Hei Yu understood and added, "We’ve delivered clothes and jewelry for the concubine as well; you can rest assured, my lord."

Si Jun replied indifferently, "Noted."

...

At the Chu Residence, in Lady Chu Yin’s boudoir.

Zhan Lan and Dugu Yan, who had just returned from Helin County, were seated at the table, both staring at her.

"You’re getting married tomorrow, so why have you dragged us here?" Zhan Lan asked while snacking on dried fruits.

Dugu Yan stretched lazily and said, "I traveled across land and sea to get to your home just to hear that you’re marrying? Too absurd!"

Chu Yin lowered her head and said, "I’m just too nervous. I am especially afraid of my future father-in-law; I’ve been scared of him since childhood!"

She looked at Zhan Lan and asked, "Will marrying into the Zhan Family mean I won’t be able to go out and have fun anymore?"

Zhan Lan’s lips twitched. It seemed her father hadn’t left the best impression on Chu Yin.

Resting her hand lightly on Chu Yin’s shoulder, she said, "Don’t worry. You can ignore him completely; just pay him no mind!"

"Hm?" Chu Yin’s eyes widened, looking at Zhan Lan with disbelief. Zhan Lan really had such disdain for her father.

Seeing Chu Yin genuinely worried, Zhan Lan continued, "I was joking. My father may sound harsh but has a soft heart. He won’t give you a hard time, but if he does, let me know!"

Chu Yin nodded her head.

Dugu Yan, lounging in the chair with her legs crossed, tilted her head toward Chu Yin and said, "Having a supportive sister-in-law feels pretty nice, doesn’t it?"

"Absolutely!" Chu Yin said proudly.

Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, "Hey, since you’re getting married tomorrow, have you studied any boudoir techniques?"

Chu Yin’s ears turned red. "Dugu Yan, you’re nothing but a shameless rogue!"

"I don’t believe you’re not curious. Stop pretending to be proper," Dugu Yan teased deliberately, looking around the room and adding, "Spring palace illustrations—don’t tell me you’ve hidden them under your bed!"

Chu Yin abruptly stood up and said, "No...no, I haven’t!"

"Then where are they?" Zhan Lan questioned, noticing the blush creeping from Chu Yin’s ears to her cheeks. She joined in teasing Chu Yin.

Chu Yin immediately retorted, "They’re...Zhan Lan, you’re awful!"

Zhan Lan smirked at Chu Yin, while Dugu Yan clutched her belly laughing. Chu Yin’s face burned red as she playfully punched the two of them.

Dugu Yan held onto her hand and laughed as she said, "Tomorrow you’ll be the Young General’s wife—are you looking forward to it?" ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Who’s looking forward to it..." Chu Yin replied but couldn’t hide the smile curling at her lips.

...

The next day, Chu Yin, dressed in a bright red bridal gown, sat in the grand wedding sedan adorned with eight carriers, accompanied by the sound of festive drums as she was welcomed by Zhan Hui.

The townsfolk gathered along the way to watch.

"The General Mansion has so many joyful occasions recently. Young General Zhan Hui is a dashing young man, and Lady Chu Yin is kindhearted. They’re truly a perfect match!"

"Exactly! I heard the Zhan Family even included a medical clinic as part of her dowry, dedicated to treating the poor!"

"The Zhan Family has always been a loyal and upright lineage. Marrying such a virtuous bride, it truly is an excellent union!"

Inside the sedan, Chu Yin shyly lifted her red veil slightly to glance at Zhan Hui, who was riding alongside her.

Zhan Hui, dressed in a striking red ceremonial robe, looked exceptionally handsome.

Zhan Hui sneaked a glance into the sedan, and their gazes briefly met. Flustered, Chu Yin lowered her eyes and dropped the curtain.

The corners of Zhan Hui’s lips lifted into a smile.

The General Mansion, decked out in festive red decorations, was particularly lively today.

Zhan Beicang’s good relationships ensured the arrival of many old friends and close relatives at the manor.

When the Regent King and Regent Princess Consort arrived, all the guests rose to greet them. After all, there was no one present of higher status than the two of them.

Mu Yan gently gestured for everyone to sit down.

Zhan Lan unexpectedly spotted the long-absent Zhan Liluo, who was seated in a wheelchair and accompanied by her husband, Li Changlong.

When Zhan Liluo saw Zhan Lan, Mu Yan was helping her take off her cloak. Mu Yan’s eyes were filled with indulgence, seemingly oblivious to the obsequious and respectful guests trying to please him nearby.

Zhan Liluo tightly gripped the handkerchief in her hand, forcing herself not to look their way.

Her throat choked with emotion. Her father had now aligned himself with Mu Yan and Zhan Lan, looking down on her and Li Changlong.

Zhan Xincheng, who had once doted on her greatly, now treated her with disdain, largely due to her current condition.

Zhan Liluo glanced at her husband, Li Changlong. The banquet had yet to officially start, yet he was embarrassingly fixated on the food and wedding money on the table.

"What are you staring at me for, wife?" Li Changlong turned toward her, and she was immediately hit by the unpleasant odor from his mouth, making her cover her nose in disgust.

On normal days she endured it, but on an occasion with so many people present, he still hadn’t properly cleaned himself.

Compared to Mu Yan—a figure one step below absolute power who commanded the nation—her husband was like a pig!

Zhan Liluo lowered her gaze and moved her wheelchair farther away, unwilling to be near Li Changlong.

Zhan Lan surveyed the room with a smile tugging at her lips. It was good news—Zhan Xincheng and his wife had not come to the wedding banquet!

Now the entire city knew of the rift between Zhan Xincheng and Zhan Beicang. Exactly what she wanted.

The pair quietly took their seats. Before long, King Wei arrived with Zhan Xuerou.

Upon their entry, some greeted them, while others whispered among themselves, saying, "Zhan Xuerou occupied the legitimate daughter’s position in the General Mansion for eighteen years. How does she still have the nerve to show up?"