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

Chapter 221 Lu Zhan: Don't be nervous, relax a little.

Zhiwan pulled open her cousin's clothes a little, revealing his fair and firm skin, before sitting down at the table with satisfaction, picking up her brush, and beginning to draw a portrait of her cousin lying down.

At his cousin's request, Lu Zhan propped his head up with one hand and lay on his side on the bed.

He felt a little uncomfortable at first, but soon he was overcome with sleepiness and fell asleep.

After Zhiwan finished painting, she realized that her cousin had fallen asleep.

Looking at her sleeping cousin, she paused for a moment, and a bold idea came to her mind.

So he crept over and ripped open the sash of his undergarment.

Just as she successfully removed her cousin's undershirt and was about to reach for his trousers, her hand was suddenly grabbed by the man.

She looked up blankly and met her cousin's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"What is my cousin trying to do?"

Embarrassment at being caught red-handed washed over her, but Zhiwan forced herself to remain calm and said, "It's too hot. Cousin, aren't you hot sleeping in long pants?"

"I'm not hot, thank you for your concern, cousin." A hint of a smile was hidden in Lu Zhan's dark eyes.

"If that's the case, then cousin, you should rest well. I... I'll be going now." After saying that, Zhiwan tried to break free from her cousin's hand, but at that moment, her hand suddenly tightened, and in the next instant, the world spun around her, and she was pulled onto the bed by the man and pinned down.

Zhiwan: "..."

"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave, cousin?" Lu Zhan said with a half-smile, raising his hand to smooth her disheveled hair before lowering his head to kiss the corner of her lips.

Just as Zhiwan reached out to push him away, the man pressed her hands onto the bedding first.

Zhiwan: "..."

A subtle fragrance wafted through the tent, making Zhiwan inexplicably nervous.

Although I had met with my cousin countless times before and done more intimate things.

But now that I know the other person is my cousin, my feelings are different from before when I didn't know his identity.

She didn't know him, so she could do all sorts of outrageous things with him without restraint. Now that she knew he was her cousin, she became a little more reserved.

Fortunately, Lu Zhan only kissed her and didn't do anything more outrageous.

After the man got off her, he gently patted her back and said in a hoarse voice, "It's still early before dawn, get some sleep."

"Hmm." Zhiwan breathed a sigh of relief and turned her back to lie down.

Just as she let her guard down, closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep, the man's hot chest suddenly pressed against her, and he held her waist from behind.

Zhiwan was taken aback. The next moment, she suddenly felt a tingling, itchy, and warm sensation on the back of her neck.

Zhiwan's eyelashes fluttered, and she knew that it was her cousin kissing her neck.

The strange, tingling sensation made her body tremble slightly.

She curled her fingers and looked at the carvings on the bed railing.

Feeling her clothes slip off her shoulders, and hearing the man's increasingly heavy breathing beside her, Zhiwan's body suddenly tensed, her heart feeling as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

What is my cousin trying to do?
"Don't be nervous, relax..." the man coaxed her in a hoarse voice as he held her.

“…Cousin.” Zhiwan murmured softly, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that she was dreaming again.

Thinking of the embarrassing scene in her dream, Zhiwan was so ashamed that even the strands of her hair seemed to be on fire.

She lay on the bed in a daze for a while, but finally got up to wash herself because she felt unwell, and then lay back down on the bed.

The sky was already turning a pale white, and it would be a while before dawn. Zhiwan felt tired and decided to sleep a little longer.

When she woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky.

She was startled and looked at Shuang'er, who had come in to help her wash up, and said, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"It was Madam who told me not to call you. She said you were busy all day yesterday and were too tired. Since there was nothing else to do, she told you to get some more sleep," Shuang'er replied with a smile.

Zhiwan felt a little guilty for making her aunt wait for so long.

After quickly washing and changing his clothes, he went to find Wei's room.

"Did Wan'er sleep well last night?" Madam Wei asked with concern.

The image of being bullied by her cousin flashed through Zhiwan's mind, and her face turned red. "Not...not bad."

Wei assumed she was blushing because she had overslept, and smiled to comfort her, "Anyway, there's nothing else to do, so it's good that you can sleep a little longer."

Zhiwan quickly suppressed her wandering thoughts and asked, "Shall we go straight back to the capital today?" Wei shook her head and said, "We'll stay at the villa in Yangzhou for the night and return to the capital tomorrow morning."

Zhiwan nodded, having no objection.

After packing up, the group took a carriage back to Yangzhou.

Upon seeing Zhiwan again, Uncle Tian was somewhat surprised, "Miss Zhiwan is here too?"

"Yes, I'll have to trouble Uncle Tian again," Zhiwan said politely.

"You're too kind, Miss," Uncle Tian said with a smile.

He actually quite liked this cousin.

Miss Biao is easy to serve and not picky, unlike Miss Jinglan and Miss Si, who not only caused a lot of trouble for the servants in the villa when they came to Yangzhou, but also complained and found fault with everything.

Zhiwan stayed in the same courtyard she had lived in before, while Wei Shi stayed in the same room that Lu Zhan had lived in before.

After resting for a while, the two went out for a stroll, and when it was time to eat, they went to Hongyun Restaurant.

Stepping into the restaurant again, Zhiwan felt a pang of sadness.

Those corrupt officials who hosted Lu Zhan's banquet here last time have all been convicted.

Some were beheaded, others were exiled; none of them met a good end.

But they deserved it!
Zhiwan followed Wei upstairs, unaware that a man in black robes was sitting by the window in the lobby.

From the moment Zhiwan stepped through the door, the man stared at her without ever looking away.

However, Zhiwan didn't notice, but Jiang Shi noticed the man in black robes the moment he entered.

Seeing that he was staring at Zhiwan, he immediately became alert and quietly gripped the hilt of his sword.

The man quickly realized that Jiang Shi was staring at him and immediately looked away from Zhi Wan.

After entering the private room, Jiang Shi said to Zhi Wan, "Miss, the man in black robes that we met at your parents' graves yesterday is also in this restaurant."

Zhiwan paused for a moment before remembering the strange man in black robes and asked, "Where is he?"

"We'll dine in the lobby downstairs," Jiang Shi replied.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan didn't ask any further questions, but she felt extremely strange.

What a coincidence!

I met him at my parents' graves yesterday, and now I'm meeting him again in this restaurant?
"Keep a close eye on that person," Zhiwan added after thinking for a moment.

That person must have been an old acquaintance of my parents, but when I asked him a question yesterday, he ignored me.

I wonder what their identity and background are?
Her parents' graves are so neat and tidy, but it was this person who took care of them?
She had run into him again by such a coincidence today, and she had a feeling that this person was not simple.

"Yes," Jiang Shi replied.

After finishing their meal, Zhiwan and Madam Wei decided to go back.

Unexpectedly, just as they stepped out of the restaurant, a figure suddenly ran up from the side, shouting, "Witch, die!"

When Zhiwan turned her head, she saw a thin middle-aged woman carrying a ceramic basin, splashing water in her direction.

"Miss, be careful!"

"Wan'er!"

"Miss!"

Zhiwan saw scalding liquid being poured out of the earthenware basin and quickly splashing onto her body.

If that scalding water were splashed on her face, she would definitely be disfigured.

Zhiwan felt a surge of fear and, in a moment of panic, immediately raised her sleeve to cover her face.

However, the imagined burning sensation did not occur.

The only sounds were the loud thud of a heavy object falling to the ground and the clatter of a ceramic pot hitting the floor.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

Zhiwan was startled. She lowered her sleeves, looked up, and saw a tall man in a black robe standing in front of her.

(End of this chapter)