The abstinent and powerful minister is cold and aloof during the day, but he adores her in his dream

Chapter 175 Lu Zhan: Give me a chance, hmm?
Zhiwan looked at him in surprise, not understanding what she had done to make him think these things.
Is it really impossible for him to be her?
Zhiwan felt a mix of emotions.

But after calming down, she looked at the man suspiciously, "You don't even know who I am, so how come you can't live without me? Don't treat me like a child."

"It's not difficult to find out your identity," the man said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan was startled. Could this man be planning to investigate her?
The thought that this man was likely a high-ranking official in the imperial court suddenly made her panic.

If the other party is a high-ranking official, it is indeed not difficult to investigate her identity.

If he finds out, I'll be in a difficult situation.

Therefore, at this point, it's not advisable to completely break ties with him.

She had to make him realize the difficulty and run away, so that he would actively despise her.

But how can I make him hate me?
After pondering for a long time, Zhiwan suddenly had an idea.

She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and said in a coquettish voice, "You don't understand me. Actually, I'm not a good girl."

Her sudden initiative surprised the man.

The soft, warm fragrance of the woman in his arms made his Adam's apple bob. He restrained the urge to wrap his arms around her slender waist and looked at her calmly, "Why aren't you a good girl?"

"Do you know why I insist on having a live-in husband?" Zhiwan asked mysteriously.

"Why?" The man raised an eyebrow.

"That's because... because I'm not a respectable woman. I really came from a brothel, I did that kind of work, you know?" Zhiwan buried her face in his neck and said in a muffled voice.

A hint of a smile flashed in the man's eyes. "I don't mind."

"What?" Zhiwan suddenly raised her head, looking at him in disbelief. "You don't care about my background?"

"I don't care." The man shook his head.

Zhiwan: "..."

She gritted her teeth and said loudly, "But I have a sexually transmitted disease, and it's contagious. Are you sure you want to marry a woman like me?"

"Disease?" A vein throbbed on the man's forehead. He suddenly picked her up and carried her in his arms, his tone serious. "I've studied some medicine. Let me examine you."

Zhiwan was completely dumbfounded.

It wasn't until the man placed her on the soft bed that she came to her senses. She quickly stopped him from taking off her pants, shaking her head vigorously, "No, no, no, don't look, you'll be scared..."

"I'm not afraid," the man said slowly, brushing her hand away.

Zhiwan clutched her pants tightly and moved to the inside, "But I'm afraid you'll see..."

Good heavens, this man is not what she expected at all.
She had already said all that, yet he still didn't despise her.

With his status, what kind of woman could he not have?
Why does it have to be her?
"You need to think this through. With your status and position, if you were to associate with someone like me, you would definitely be ridiculed. Aren't you afraid of that?"

"I'm not afraid," the man said slowly and deliberately.

Zhiwan: "..."

"What do you want from me to let me go?" she asked directly. "We agreed that our relationship was just a fling, and you can't force me!"

"I won't force you," the man said in a deep voice. Suddenly, he stretched out his arm, pulled her close, and pressed her against the blanket. He touched her face, then lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. "Give me a chance, hmm?"

The man's deep, seductive voice still echoed in her mind when Zhiwan suddenly opened her eyes, only to realize that she was dreaming again.

She got out of bed, poured herself a glass of cold tea and drank it down, which gradually calmed her down, but she was still troubled.

She couldn't control her dreams; she wanted to break up with that man, but it didn't work.

Moreover, that man is so domineering, insisting on becoming her live-in husband. If she doesn't agree, he might do something she can't bear.

But she didn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore.

Zhiwan scratched her head in distress.

If she had known this would happen, she should have kept her composure in her dreams and not been seduced by that man's good looks. Now, he has something on her, and she's become so passive.

Because of this, Zhiwan couldn't sleep, and she wasn't as looking forward to going to Qingyin Pavilion to watch the play the next day.

The next day.

On the way to Qingyin Pavilion, Madam Wei held Zhiwan's hand and asked with concern, "Why are your eyes so dark? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Zhiwan yawned, leaned against her, and nodded, "I had a nightmare last night."

"Why would someone have a nightmare out of the blue?" Madam Wei frowned.

Zhiwan shook her head, "I don't know either." She gritted her teeth in anger towards that man.

That's incredibly rude of him to threaten her.

"What did you dream about?" Madam Wei asked.

“I don’t remember the specifics, but I was very scared at the time,” Zhiwan said.

Madam Wei sighed and reached out to pat her head. "It's just a dream, don't be afraid."

"Mmm." Zhiwan nodded obediently.

We arrived at Qingyin Pavilion.

As soon as they got off the carriage, they saw Shen Longjin and Bai Yi waiting outside Qingyin Pavilion.

"Madam Lu, Miss Lu." The two stepped forward and bowed.

Madam Wei smiled and said, "No need for formalities, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"We just arrived too," Shen Longjin shook his head.

“Let’s go in then,” said Madam Wei.

Just as the group was about to go inside, a carriage drove up.

"Miss, it seems Princess Chang Le has arrived," Chen Jiu said hurriedly upon seeing her.

Upon hearing this, Wan Wan turned around and saw a eunuch jumping down from the carriage. It was Yuan Bao, the eunuch who served Princess Chang Le.

Seeing this, she spoke to Madam Wei and then approached the carriage.

"Eunuch Yuanbao, is that His Highness inside?"

Yuanbao nodded to her, "Miss Zhi, this is indeed our Highness."

As soon as she finished speaking, the carriage door opened, and Princess Chang Le stepped out.

Seeing Zhiwan standing beside the carriage, she smiled slightly. "Zhiwan, we meet again."

"Greetings, Your Highness." Zhiwan quickly bowed.

"Greetings, Your Highness." Wei and the others also bowed in greeting.

"No need for formalities." Princess Chang Le said kindly, helping Yuan Bao down from the carriage.

Seeing Shen Longjin standing behind Madam Wei, she asked with interest, "Madam Lu, who is this...?"

“Your Highness, his name is Shen Longjin, and he is a soldier under my husband,” Madam Wei replied.

"Not bad." Princess Chang Le looked Shen Longjin up and down, then nodded.

Upon hearing the praise in her words, Madam Wei's eyelids twitched.

Could it be that Princess Chang Le has taken a liking to Shen Long Jin?

This won't do. This is the husband she finally found for Wan'er. How can Princess Chang Le steal it away?

She subtly blocked Princess Chang Le's gaze from looking at Shen Longjin, and forced a smile, saying, "The play is about to begin, Your Highness, please come in first."

Princess Chang Le nodded and took Zhi Wan's hand, "Zhi Wan, sit with me."

Zhiwan also noticed the unusual look in Shen Longjin's eyes, and a strange feeling welled up inside her.

Princess Chang Le happened to be watching a play at Qingyin Pavilion today. Could it be that she came for Shen Longjin?

She couldn't help but glance at Shen Longjin.

Although this man was of humble origin, he was indeed handsome. If the princess also took a liking to him, she would have no choice but to give up.

(End of this chapter)