Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 428: Tonight, this prince is going to catch fish, big fish!

Chapter 428: Chapter 428: Tonight, this prince is going to catch fish, big fish!

Madam Wang shook her head regretfully, "Zhan Lan may be a female general with outstanding military achievements, but when it comes to having children, it’s all in fate! Ningning, haven’t you heard the saying? Heaven gives you one thing but takes another; life is rarely as we desire—eight or nine out of ten things are unsatisfactory."

Wang Wanning smiled gently, "Aunt, no way. Cousin is Nanjin’s great hero; heaven will surely bless her with many descendants."

Madam Wang sighed. She feared Zhan Lan might fall out of favor, and if Mu Yan stopped aiding her son Zhan Xincheng, what would they do?

Luckily, Zhan Lan herself was also Prince Zhenbei, so she could still provide support. Madam Wang felt a bit relieved.

She glanced at the strikingly beautiful Wang Wanning and asked tentatively, "Ningning, why were you so careless today? You actually stepped on the Regent King’s boots?"

Wang Wanning’s gaze flickered for a moment before she replied with a smile, "It was my mistake. It’s my first time visiting such a grand Regent Prince Mansion—I got a bit nervous..."

Madam Wang patted Wang Wanning’s hand, "You’re lucky today. The Regent King has a cold temperament—he didn’t lose his temper, which is truly fortunate for you."

"Yes, I was lucky," Wang Wanning lowered her gaze, hiding her own thoughts.

An idea suddenly popped into Madam Wang’s mind. She chuckled and said, "Ningning, you’ve just arrived in Ding’an City, so you might not know how many noblewomen are infatuated with the Regent King. If the Prince were to accept a concubine, I bet these noble ladies in Ding’an City would line up to marry him!"

Wang Wanning smiled faintly, "The Prince is deeply devoted to my cousin. I can see it clearly."

"Ah, men are unpredictable. All women have their day of fading beauty—smiling at the new, forgetting the old who weep..." Madam Wang glanced at Wang Wanning with hidden intentions.

Suddenly, Madam Wang thought that if Wang Wanning could become Mu Yan’s concubine, it might strengthen their familial ties and better guarantee her son’s political prospects.

The two chatted offhandedly, while Wang Wanning’s thoughts churned. Earlier, as she stood at the door, she saw Mu Yan—from afar, a man with exceptionally captivating features, wearing a pale moon-colored robe embroidered with gold thread. Just one glance was enough for her to lose herself completely.

She had never encountered a man like Mu Yan—exuding both an extraordinary air of refinement and the commanding aura of a king, handsome like an immortal descended to earth.

Retracting her gaze quietly, she waited for him to approach and deliberately stepped back, lightly treading on his boots.

Initially, she thought Mu Yan would surely notice her, but he merely cast a fleeting glance her way.

Yet for her, that glance felt eternal.

...

Regent Prince Mansion.

Zhan Lan stared at Mu Yan’s boots and murmured, "Mu Yan, you really attract women’s affections, don’t you?"

Mu Yan, gazing at Zhan Lan’s teasing expression, curved his lips into a smile. He reclined, removed his boots, and tossed them aside.

"Madam, are you satisfied now?" Mu Yan fixed his eyes on Zhan Lan, speaking with amusement.

Zhan Lan scoffed, "I didn’t force you to throw your boots. You could’ve dodged earlier!"

Mu Yan protested, "Madam, I was too focused on watching you to notice anyone else."

Zhan Lan smirked, "You’re actually explaining yourself? The one who deliberately stepped on your boots just now was Zhan Liluo’s cousin, Wang Wanning."

Mu Yan sneered, "Such women should be kept out of the mansion from now on."

Zhan Lan raised an eyebrow, "You figured out that she was deliberately trying to get close to you?"

Vermilion Bird entered to deliver a new pair of boots and then withdrew.

Mu Yan donned the new boots, stood up, and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. Wrapping his arms around Zhan Lan from behind, he murmured by her ear, "Lan’er, are you feeling jealous?"

Zhan Lan denied, "Of course not. I’m just curious—why didn’t your sharp eyes recognize that Qingcheng was deliberately falling toward you on the boat back then?"

Mu Yan’s eyes lit up, and he immediately grinned playfully, "Mengmeng, you’re quite observant. Were you already fond of me at that time?"

Zhan Lan shook her head, "Absolutely not."

Mu Yan whispered in her ear, "But then, that night in the storage room, you kissed me actively afterward—are you still denying it?"

The memory of their first kiss on the boat instantly flooded Zhan Lan’s mind. Her gaze flickered as she declared, "That was an accident... Hey, Mu Yan, you kissed me first!"

"Oh... But didn’t you eventually immerse yourself in it, unable to resist?" Thinking about that night made Mu Yan’s heartbeat accelerate, his body temperature rise.

Zhan Lan blushed fiercely, "Don’t change the subject. Did you know Qingcheng was being deliberate?"

Mu Yan nodded, "I knew."

"And yet you..." Zhan Lan was slightly upset, but she quickly realized she was being overly sentimental and argued, "I was just casually asking."

Mu Yan immediately explained, "That night, Emperor Xuanwu’s people were watching me. Qingcheng was cooperating with me in an act. Besides, I gave my ’first’ to you that night."

"What ’first’?" Zhan Lan turned back only to see Mu Yan staring intensely at her lips.

Her cheeks flushed as Mu Yan grasped her by the shoulders and continued to gaze at her lips, "Lan’er, didn’t you notice I was nervous then?"

Zhan Lan, inexperienced at the time, reflected on how Mu Yan wasn’t much more adept either.

Her heartbeat quickened as she looked into Mu Yan’s eyes, "Did you like me back then?"

Mu Yan firmly declared, "Absolutely. Why else would I act that way toward you?"

Zhan Lan, nose-to-nose with him, felt joy in her heart—it turned out Mu Yan had liked her for a long time. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Suddenly, Mu Yan grasped her hand in his palm and briskly led her out.

Mu Yan, with a fiery gaze fixed on her lips, bent close to her ear and spoke excitedly, "Then we’ll relive it..."

The cold wind blowing through was blocked by Mu Yan’s presence. Zhan Lan, surprised, asked him, "Where are we going?"

Mu Yan raised an eyebrow, "Of course, back to the boat. To relive the moment."

"Mu Yan, you’re crazy!" Zhan Lan protested softly, her cheeks reddening as she recalled the dimly lit storage room that night.

Mu Yan’s eyes sparkled with laughter, his voice low and magnetic as he led her along, "Meeting you made me crazy."

...

Zhan Lan was taken aboard the boat, Mu Yan holding her hand directly as they entered the storage room. He shut the door and latched it in one swift motion.

It wasn’t until Zhan Lan was pressed against a pillar in the storage room by Mu Yan that she realized how utterly reckless he was.

Before she could say a word, Mu Yan’s lips were already on hers.

His kiss was as passionate and fiery as that night.

"Mu Yan!" Zhan Lan gasped, trying to push him away.

Mu Yan pinned her hands above her head, kissing her ear and whispering, "That night, I wanted to kiss you endlessly, Lan’er... Tonight, no one will interrupt us."

Zhan Lan’s knees went weak under his insistent kisses. It was at this moment that Mu Yan finally understood why Vermilion Bird had suggested renovating this storage room—he had never agreed.

Because this place carried the most unforgettable memories of him and Zhan Lan.

The river breeze swirled; past moments surged and intertwined in both of their hearts.

...

Moments later, Mu Yan led Zhan Lan into the cabin. Sitting cross-legged on the soft cushions, Zhan Lan propped her chin on her hand against the desk and looked at him, "Mu Yan, you’re not just here to revisit old memories, are you?"

Zhan Lan noticed Mu Yan hadn’t brought along any Hidden Guards, not even Vermilion Bird.

Mu Yan chuckled softly, tapping Zhan Lan’s brow gently with his fingertip, "Smart!"

"Once night falls, Lan’er, you’ll find out. Tonight, I have a big fish to catch!"

Zhan Lan’s eyes lit up, "I’m intrigued now."

Mu Yan looked deeply at Zhan Lan, "Lan’er, why did you spare Zhan Xuerou?"

Zhan Lan’s gaze darkened momentarily as she replied, "I’m fishing too—preparing for a complete catch!"

Her long-crafted plan was ready to be set into motion, soon to reel everything in...