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Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Lord Mu Doesn’t Like It?
Zhan Lan took the antidote pill, covered his nose with his sleeve, coughed lightly, and fooled his way through.
Mu Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhan Lan, "Meteor, where is it?"
Zhan Lan rubbed his eyes and said, "Maybe I was seeing things!"
Mu Yan uncovered the jar of wine, and the aroma of Lidu Wine filled the air.
Zhan Lan felt as though he had returned to his past life just with that scent.
Mu Yan glanced at Zhan Lan’s expression, seemingly interested in the wine.
He personally poured a cup for Zhan Lan, who then took a sip.
The taste was like drinking nectar, like bathing in sweet dew, bringing about a transcendent feeling.
"What a fine wine!" Zhan Lan squinted his eyes contentedly.
Mu Yan curved his lips into a light smile, moved by Zhan Lan, who he considered the greatest wine lover among women he had met.
Zhan Lan, boosted by the wine, said, "Lord Mu, you are truly a good person, I owe you favors, yet you still treat me to wine!"
When Mu Yan heard the words ’good person’, his brow furrowed slightly.
Apart from Zhan Lan, no one had ever called him a good person.
Vermilion Bird smirked in the shadows, his master was not really a good person, only Miss Zhan thought so.
But it was good this way, at this rate, good things were bound to happen between his master and Miss Zhan!
Ever since his master met Miss Zhan, he had been smiling more.
Although his master would never admit his liking for Zhan Lan. But when it came to matters involving Miss Zhan, he missed nothing!
Vermilion Bird glanced downstairs, there was a surprise coming up!
For Miss Zhan’s birthday, his master had gone to great lengths.
"Boss, who is this person?" a man in black asked quietly.
Vermilion Bird coldly said, "Don’t ask, just be polite to this lady when you see her!"
"Yes!"
Vermilion Bird was displeased with these subordinates who couldn’t adapt.
The master had said to bring Zhan Lan by any means necessary.
But these men were too rough, if it wasn’t for Zhan Lan’s cooperation, they might have even brought her here tied up.
Vermilion Bird felt a headache thinking about this.
They were all ruining his job!
Zhan Lan was already slightly tipsy, raising her cup to the bright moon, she said, "I raise my cup to invite the moon, forming a trio with my shadow."
Mu Yan also took an interested sip of wine, he had only given Vermilion Bird the task to find the finest wine in the world.
But he couldn’t tell what was good about this wine, it was just bolder than others.
Nothing special.
He watched Zhan Lan’s blissful expression, his lips curling into a smile.
Zhan Lan continued drinking and eating meats, not holding back at all.
Mu Yan became curious, Zhan Lan acted as if they had known each other for a long time, yet sometimes she seemed a bit distant.
Zhan Lan, feeling good after eating and drinking her fill, spent her birthday with Mu Yan this year.
"Do you like watching operas?" Mu Yan put down his chopsticks and asked.
Zhan Lan nodded, "Yes, Lord Mu, don’t you like them?"
Mu Yan’s eyes turned towards the stage. His life was more thrilling than any opera,
so, he found watching operas very boring.
"Let’s watch the opera!" His voice was clear and indifferent.
The curtain was slowly drawn.
At the same time, the curtain at Xuerou’s location on the fifth floor also opened.
Zhan Xuerou watched the stage excitedly, her favorite Little White Dove was performing just for her today, the thought alone made her overjoyed.
It was said that Little White Dove, with an androgynous appearance and a voice like celestial music that lingered for days, was famous far and wide at a young age.
Zhan Xuerou’s eyes, full of anticipation, were fixed on the first person appearing on the opera stage.
But she immediately realized this person was not Little White Dove, but Liu Ying, the owner of Liyuan Line.
"Daddy, why isn’t it Little White Dove..." Zhan Xuerou furrowed her brows and asked.
Zhan Beicang indifferently replied, "Isn’t it all the same? Don’t you like it, Rou’er?"
Zhan Xuerou’s expression darkened. Could it be the same?
Little White Dove had performed for the consorts and princesses in the palace. On the other hand, the performer before them had, at best, sung for ministers.
Seeing her displease, Zhan Beicang unexpectedly lowered his pride to explain, "Rou’er, Daddy asked yesterday. Today, Little White Dove was pre-booked by someone else, and it’s the owner of Wangjiang Building. Next time, Daddy will request him for you."
Zhan Xuerou felt a hundred kinds of dissatisfaction, but her expression eased somewhat as she said, "Thank you, Daddy."
Zhan Heng and Zhan Rui ran to the closest spots under the stage and watched the opera, clapping their small hands joyfully.
Zhan Xuerou felt a wave of disdain inside; what did her younger siblings know to be so excited?
Ignorant children!
Little White Dove’s singing was truly the best!
Liu Ying had already started his chirping and chanting on the stage.
Zhan Xuerou could only reluctantly watch.
Suddenly, Zhan Xuerou heard a clear voice coming down from upstairs, if not Little White Dove then who?
Even Qin Shuang looked up towards the direction of the upper floor.
That vaguely arising voice, enrapturing and fluctuating softly, carried a charm that moved the soul.
The voice wasn’t loud, but it overshadowed Liu Ying’s voice, making one want to rush upstairs to see what was happening.
Since the fifth floor had no viewing platform, the pedestrians below couldn’t hear Liu Ying’s voice clearly.
However, above the sixth floor, where the space was open, Little White Dove’s voice emerged, and everyone heard him.
"Ah, it’s Little White Dove!" 𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
"It’s my first time hearing Little White Dove’s voice so clearly!"
"Truly it lingers in the air, unforgettable; no wonder the royals are so fond of him!"
"Today is the legitimate daughter’s birthday of General Zhan, and General Zhan has invited Little White Dove; indeed, he dotes on his daughter!"
For a moment, people by the Wangjiang River gathered around the Wangjiang Building, stretching their ears and craning their necks to look towards the sixth floor.
The silhouettes of both Zhan Lan and Mu Yan fell into the view of the people.
Someone with sharp eyes stretched their neck and said, "That’s not right, Miss Zhan is wearing a yellow dress, but the lady on the viewing platform is wearing a red dress; they don’t seem to be the same person!"
"Hey, you’re right. This lady has a better figure than Miss Zhan, just the silhouette is beautiful."
The crowd eagerly discussed.
Manager Xue, seeing everyone gathered, rushed out of Wangjiang Building and cupped his fists, saying, "Everyone, please keep your voices down a bit, today our Family Head hosts important guests at the viewing platform, thank you so much!"
"Come, here’s a small token of gratitude from Wangjiang Building!" said Manager Xue, waving his hand.
The servants distributed silver, tea, and candy to the onlookers.
"So it’s the owner of Wangjiang Building, no wonder the viewing platform is open."
"The owner of Wangjiang Building is such a young man, I really want to see their faces! They look like a perfect match!"
"Alright, Manager Xue, we’ll keep it down," someone said, holding the hefty silver.
The people, cheerful, with smiling faces, admired the generosity of the Wangjiang Building’s owner.
The advantaged folks sat down under the Wangjiang Building, closing their eyes, nodding and swaying, listening to Little White Dove’s opera.
Upstairs, Zhan Xuerou’s face turned completely dark!
Someone actually dared to compete with the General Mansion for Little White Dove.
Moreover, she didn’t like Liu Ying’s singing or appearance at all.
However, as long as the opera singer has painted their face and the make-up has not been removed, one cannot speak inauspicious words.
Even if there’s no one under the stage, the performance must continue.
Listening to the opera, Zhan Xuerou was restless and incredibly eager to see who was upstairs!
