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Chapter 151: Chapter 151: You ravaged this Seal Keeper all night long......
Zhan Lan was brought to a room by Mu Yan, and she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Lord Mu, the hall of your house is extraordinarily large!"
The room was more than ten times the size of her own, decorated with all kinds of delicate ornaments and antiques, which looked very luxurious.
As she spoke, Zhan Lan took a closer look and to her surprise, there was a wooden bed in the inner room, two to three times larger than her own bed, which appeared to be made out of the rare rosewood.
Rosewood?
Who could afford such an expensive bed? It must belong to this Mu Yan!
Zhan Lan curled the corner of her lips. The living room she thought she was in turned out to be a man’s bedroom. It was inappropriate for an unmarried lady to be in a man’s room, so she immediately backed away.
Before, she had been to Zhan Hui’s room, but he was her own brother. Who was this Mu Yan in front of her?
Could it be the same?
Why on earth did this Mu Yan guy bring her here?
When Mu Yan saw Zhan Lan trying to leave, he reached out and pulled on her sleeve, closing the door behind them with a cough. "I asked you over today because you need to take responsibility for the trouble you’ve caused!"
Zhan Lan cocked her head to look at him, "What have I done to displease Lord Mu?"
The tip of Mu Yan’s ears turned red, he asked Zhan Lan to sit down and then half-removed his upper garment.
Zhan Lan closed her eyes, "Do you have a habit of exposing yourself, Mu Yan?"
Mu Yan’s voice was tinged with anger, "Miss Zhan, look at your masterpiece, my back is all inflamed!"
Only then did Zhan Lan open her eyes and look over, noticing that Mu Yan’s build, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, was very attractive.
Zhan Lan walked around him, examining carefully and puzzled, "Why do your back and chest look like they’ve been scratched by a cat?"
Mu Yan glared at her, "You made me eat poisonous mushrooms at the hunter’s house. Of course, you ate more than I did. Have you completely forgotten what happened that night?"
Zhan Lan’s pupils dilated, pointing to her own face, "You mean I did this?"
Annoyed, Mu Yan’s lips twitched, and he stepped closer to Zhan Lan, "Take a good look, you have ravaged the Seal Keeper all night, nibbling and biting, and even said it tasted good..."
Zhan Lan pushed away Mu Yan’s chest that was only inches away and tried to recall. She remembered that after drinking the mushroom soup that night, she also ate roast suckling pig. Could it be that was a hallucination from the poisonous mushrooms?
In reality, what she was eating, biting, was this man in front of her.
Zhan Lan’s face flushed with embarrassment, and she hastily apologized, "I’m sorry, I really didn’t know those mushrooms were poisonous, it’s my fault!"
Mu Yan said with a cold face, "I can’t reach the wound on my back. You help me apply the medicine."
Zhan Lan asked curiously, "Seal Keeper, don’t you have servants and doctors in your mansion? Why don’t you let them..."
As she spoke, she saw the icy look in Mu Yan’s eyes and closed her mouth.
Mu Yan stepped closer to Zhan Lan and said, "Look clearly, I am the respectable Xingtian Department Seal Keeper, and now I am scratched up by a woman. I cannot afford to lose face like this!"
Zhan Lan felt guilty, her gaze inadvertently collided with Mu Yan’s firm abs.
"I’m really sorry, I will apply the medicine for you right now."
Zhan Lan took out her own ointment, "Let’s use my ointment, it has an excellent effect."
Mu Yan’s expression finally softened a bit, and he nodded, standing in front of her, lifting his arms slightly to make it easier for Zhan Lan to apply the ointment.
Zhan Lan dried her hands with a cloth, scooped up some ointment with her fingertips, and applied it to the wounds on Mu Yan’s back.
It seemed that Mu Yan had not applied medicine in time, and due to traveling, the wounds on his back were slightly red and inflamed.
The sensation of Zhan Lan’s fingers, soft and ticklish yet slightly painful, stimulated Mu Yan.
With his back to Zhan Lan and his abs tensed, he controlled himself not to move. Zhan Lan’s warm breath brushed against Mu Yan’s lower back, making his Adam’s apple bob—a truly vexing little wildcat.
Unaware of Mu Yan’s reaction, Zhan Lan bent over and earnestly applied the medicine to Mu Yan’s wounds.
To alleviate the awkwardness, she asked, "Lord Mu, you also drank mushroom soup, so why do you still remember what happened that night? What reaction did you have after drinking the poisonous mushroom soup, did you see anything?"
Zhan Lan was genuinely curious; she had mistaken Mu Yan for a roast suckling pig, so she wondered what he saw her as.
Remembering the scenes from that night, Mu Yan’s eyes took on a hint of red, and he mockingly said, "You turned into a femme fatale."
Zhan Lan covered her heart with a look of fear, "Luckily you were affected by the Soft Bone Powder, or else I would be dead for bullying you like that!"
Seeing the serious look on Mu Yan’s face, Zhan Lan coughed lightly and said, "Lord Mu, I have finished applying it. You can put your clothes back on now."
Mu Yan nodded and put on his clothes.
"Does Lord Mu have no further business?" Zhan Lan said and was about to leave.
Mu Yan looked at her, his eyes displeased, "You’re in such a hurry to leave?"
Zhan Lan nodded, then shook her head, "Not really. It’s just that the martial arts competition is in half a year, and I just want to go to the Martial Arts Arena to practice."
Mu Yan agreed, "Go ahead, your skills are indeed not yet perfect!"
Zhan Lan pursed her lips; she knew her current strength wasn’t very strong, but it wasn’t weak either.
Somehow, hearing such an assessment from Mu Yan made her unhappy and suddenly kindled her fighting spirit.
Zhan Lan put down the ointment and said, "This is for Lord Mu, I will take my leave now!"
Mu Yan looked towards the rosewood bookshelf, "Wait a second."
Saying that, he stood up, took down a book from the top of the bookshelf, and handed it to Zhan Lan.
Zhan Lan saw the four characters on the book’s title page, her beautiful eyes lit up, excitedly looking at Mu Yan, "This is the secret manual for the Nine Nether Spear Technique!"
Mu Yan watched Zhan Lan’s excited expression, and his heart became joyful too, "It was a gift to me, but I don’t use a spear, so it’s yours!"
Zhan Lan’s eyes widened in disbelief, "Really?"
Mu Yan dismissively said, "Just an old book, consider it a return gift for you treating my wounds."
Zhan Lan felt like she had picked up a huge bargain, her eyes curved with her smile like a lucky cat, "Thank you, Lord Mu. If there is any gift you desire, I can also give it to Lord Mu!"
Mu Yan thought about it and curled his lips, "When I think of something, I’ll ask you for it."
Zhan Lan nodded, she gently patted Mu Yan’s arm and said, "Being with Lord Mu is truly delightful."
Mu Yan was amused by her sudden martial world demeanor, "Being with Miss Zhan is also very..."
Mu Yan thought about it. It seemed that every encounter with Zhan Lan was quite extraordinary.
It completely broke the monotony of his life.
So he lightly uttered two words, "Interesting."
Zhan Lan laughed, hugged the book to her chest, opened the door, and waved goodbye as she left.
Zhan Lan hadn’t walked far when she saw Vermilion Bird, who greeted her respectfully.
"Miss Zhan, let me escort you back to the General Mansion."
Zhan Lan thought about it, a woman walking out from Mu Yan’s residence alone might lead to misunderstandings, so she nodded, "Then I’ll trouble Brother Vermilion Bird."
"No trouble at all, Miss Zhan!"
Vermilion Bird immediately instructed someone to bring the carriage over.
He glanced at the book in Zhan Lan’s hand. Wasn’t that the "Nine Nether Spear Technique" for which the Master had recently spent a hundred thousand taels of silver to obtain, scouring the entire Nanjin?
So it was sought for Miss Zhan!
The Master is really considerate towards Miss Zhan!
Vermilion Bird, treating his future Madam with all due respect, personally escorted Zhan Lan back to the General Mansion.
His carriage had just left when Miss Qingcheng, who lived in the opposite courtyard, saw Zhan Lan getting into the carriage.
She saw Zhan Lan come out from Mu Yan’s room.
A room that Mu Yan had never allowed her to enter.
Yet this woman did it with ease.
From afar, the woman was clad in a purple silk gown. Qingcheng could finally make out the other’s features more clearly. With just one glance, she was strikingly captivating.
The woman’s hair, gently pinned up by a jeweled hairpin, fluttered in the wind. Her beautiful face, valiant and handsome when not smiling, utterly bewitching when she did.
She walked with the breeze, her chest out and head held high, neither servile nor overbearing.
Qingcheng gripped the railing with her hands, thinking to herself: Who exactly is she?
