Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 412: Build, Build, Build...Human?

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Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Build, Build, Build...Human?

Huang Gun felt that he was the most loyal person in the world, practically worrying himself to death for the Regent King!

Huang Gun quietly approached Xue Lingling and Vermilion Bird and said, "I know everything about you two. You’d better show some restraint, or else I’ll tell the Prince!"

Xue Lingling looked completely puzzled, while Vermilion Bird furrowed his brows, gazing at the cryptic Huang Gun.

Huang Gun forcibly pulled their hands apart and dragged Xue Lingling to the side by her sleeve.

Xue Lingling grabbed a skewer of roasted meat from the table, chewing as she asked, "Brother Huang Gun, what’s wrong?"

Huang Gun lowered his voice and said, "You shouldn’t get so close to Vermilion Bird Commander, he..."

"He what?" Xue Lingling’s mouth was stuffed full of roasted meat.

Huang Gun became exasperated. "Anyway, you just can’t be too close to Vermilion Bird."

Xue Lingling grabbed another skewer and said, "Little Vermilion Bird is very nice. Last time I got drunk, he was the one who carried me back!"

Huang Gun, as if struck by lightning, stared at Xue Lingling. "Carried... He didn’t go into your room, did he?"

Xue Lingling nodded, "He did. He even told me stories!"

"What kind of stories?" Huang Gun was already feeling aggrieved on Mu Yan’s behalf.

Xue Lingling thought for a moment and said, "I just remember Niu Lang and Weaver meeting and... oh, right, Nuwa creating humans!"

"Creating... creating humans?!" Huang Gun latched onto what he thought was an important clue: Vermilion Bird and Xue Lingling created humans?!

What meeting, what creating humans!

Huang Gun’s sharp gaze shot toward Vermilion Bird, his heart raging: Well, well, Vermilion Bird, who would’ve thought—you’re the kind of person who dares to set sights on your Master’s mistress!

Vermilion Bird, feeling someone staring at him from behind, was getting goosebumps all over. When he turned around, he saw Huang Gun and Xue Lingling whispering with their heads together.

Vermilion Bird sighed, thinking to himself: Do these two have something wrong in their heads? Could it be that Huang Gun likes Xue Lingling?

Vermilion Bird chuckled to himself. Both of them had a screw loose—what a match. He indifferently shifted his gaze into the distance.

Huang Gun picked up a wine cup from the table, took a sip, and glanced at Vermilion Bird.

He cursed Vermilion Bird in his heart: Vermilion Bird, you’re truly rotten, even daring to climb your Master’s walls!

Suddenly, Huang Gun thought of another possibility: Could this be a strategy from the Main General, catching the mistress and the Dark Guard Commander in the act on the bed? That way, Xue Lingling could be kicked out of the Regent Prince Mansion.

Huang Gun narrowed his eyes, silently exclaiming: Ah, thank goodness I’m so clever to have figured this out!

So even the Regent Prince Mansion’s inner workings are as twisted and treacherous as the court!

Huang Gun composed himself, deciding to avoid offending anyone, and returned to the table to continue drinking.

Feeling like he was the lone guardian of everyone’s secrets and with no one to confide in, Huang Gun was about to burst from holding it all in.

So, he sidled up to Xiao Chen and said, "Mr. Xiao, I can see how deep your loyalty is to the Main General, brother." frёewebηovel.cѳm

Xiao Chen was startled by Huang Gun’s words, assuming that Huang Gun had figured out his feelings for Zhan Lan. He lowered his gaze, clutching his wine cup tightly in his hand.

Huang Gun continued, "I’m the same. Ever since following the Main General, my destiny has changed. The Main General treats us like family. Come on, brother, let’s go toast the Main General and the Prince!"

Xiao Chen’s heart finally settled when he realized what Huang Gun meant.

Huang Gun smiled, ready to stand up, but then saw Mu Yan carrying a wine cup and Zhan Lan holding a tea bowl as they approached together.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Huang, this Prince toasts to you both," Mu Yan said first.

Huang Gun and Xiao Chen both stood up, Huang Gun boasting, "How could we let the Prince personally propose a toast? I’ll drink it all!"

With that, he raised his cup and downed it in one gulp.

Xiao Chen and Mu Yan exchanged a brief glance, each lifting their cups, using their wide sleeves to mask their expressions as they drank.

Zhan Lan raised her tea bowl, suppressing her craving, and clinked cups with Xiao Chen and Huang Gun before sipping her tea.

Zhan Lan and Mu Yan walked over to Dugu Yan, Zhan Hui, and Chu Yin, who were chatting together in hushed voices.

Zhan Hui, with a half-smiling expression, observed Chu Yin. He had noticed that she was a lively, cheerful young woman who loved the company of friends.

Whenever she was with others, her happiness seemed to double.

Chu Yin waved at Zhan Lan. "Zhan Lan, come here! I’ve got something to tell you."

Mu Yan sat next to Zhan Hui. The two drank as Xue Lingling focused on eating, while Chu Yin, Dugu Yan, and Zhan Lan huddled together, sharing whispered laughter.

"No way, is Bai Lu’s life really that miserable now? Hahaha..." Chu Yin laughed heartlessly, slapping her leg.

Dugu Yan chuckled, "There’s someone even worse..."

"Who?" Chu Yin asked curiously.

Zhan Lan coughed, and Dugu Yan clammed up, casually replying, "Huang Gun. He doesn’t even have someone who likes him—how pitiful is that!"

"Dugu Yan, I curse you to never find a man in your lifetime!" Huang Gun gritted his teeth, glaring at Dugu Yan.

"Hah, let me tell you, I curse you to remain a lonely bachelor forever!" Dugu Yan, tipsy and red-cheeked, stood with her hands on her hips.

Huang Gun grabbed Xiao Chen’s hand to complain, "Little Chenchen, she’s bullying me... She’s saying we’ll both die alone!"

Xiao Chen pushed Huang Gun’s hand away and said, "Don’t drag me into it. You and Dugu Yan should just make do with each other."

Dugu Yan, already somewhat drunk, coldly retorted, "Xiao Chen, if you dare play matchmaker recklessly, believe it or not, I’ll sleep with you tonight!"

Xiao Chen: "..."

Zhan Lan watched everyone growing increasingly tipsy and talking nonsense. She smiled at Dugu Yan, thinking to herself, This girl is all talk.

If she were to actually sleep with Xiao Chen, she’d need several more lifetimes of courage!

When Zhan Lan glanced at Xiao Chen, at that exact moment, his face turned red.

Zhan Lan’s lips twitched. Oh my, could it be that there’s really something going on between Dugu Yan and Xiao Chen? Why else would he be blushing!

Chu Yin, observing Dugu Yan’s brashness, patted her shoulder with a sly grin. "Dugu Yan, go on boasting. I’ll bet Zhan Lan’s lifelong fortune you won’t dare!"

Zhan Lan: "..."

Zhan Lan’s disapproving gaze fell on Zhan Hui. "Big brother, control your fiancée! She always ropes me into her mess!"

Zhan Hui, however, looked at Chu Yin with indulgent affection, earning an eye roll from Zhan Lan.

Mu Yan, putting down his cup, said, "Chu Yin, if you gamble with Lan’er’s future one more time, I’ll send your husband to the border!"

Chu Yin’s eyes widened in panic. "No, no, no, Prince! I was just joking, just a harmless joke!"

Zhan Hui patted Chu Yin’s hand to comfort her, "The Prince is just teasing you."

Zhan Lan looked around at the lively gathering, feeling a deep sense of joy. The regret from her past life faded slightly. Thankfully, in this life, they were all so happy, able to drink and laugh together like this.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone left via the Regent Prince Mansion’s secret passage.

Mu Yan was meticulous in everything he did. From the outside, the Mulan Pavilion appeared opaque, concealing the identities of those inside. And using the secret passage was insurance against being accused of forming private alliances.

Once everyone had dispersed, Mu Yan noticed that Xue Lingling had drunk herself into a stupor, slumped over the table.

Mu Yan looked at Vermilion Bird. "Carry her back."

Vermilion Bird’s eyes widened in alarm. "Master, isn’t that inappropriate?"

Mu Yan shot him an icy glance. "What’s inappropriate? Didn’t you carry her back last time?"