Chapter 2 Clothes Removed

Mu Yan approached her, bending down to pick up the spear named Wuming. His clearly defined fingers tightly grasped the spear in his hand.

Swirling with various emotions, Mu Yan's eyes turned towards the dying Zhan Lan, he spoke in a deep voice, "General Zhan Huang, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Zhan Lan looked at Mu Yan, using her last bit of strength, she said, "Imperial Uncle, I beseech you to bury me together with the spear Wuming!"

"Where?"

"At the foot of Putuo Temple!"

"That place is the royal Dragon Vein!" Complexity filled Mu Yan's eyes, as souls wronged beneath the Dragon Vein could endanger the current dynasty!

Zhan Lan let out a chilling laugh, "Mu Yan, don't you also desire this empire? Even if I become a ghost, I will curse those like Si Jun to hell, and support you from there, how about that?"

Zhan Lan's gaze was like that of a phoenix rising from the ashes, staring at Mu Yan.

She believed her words would definitely reach the ears of the suspicious Si Jun.

Stirring trouble before death!

Zhan Lan would rather the treacherous Mu Yan, who climbed his way to the Regent King's throne, take over the empire!

She spat out a mouthful of blood, as the poison inside her body took full effect.

Moments before her death, Mu Yan's trembling body supported her.

Her body was so cold, so cold, darkness clouded her vision as she lost her vitality.

...

So hot!

Zhan Lan, groggy, felt an intense burning all over her body, and a splitting headache as she opened her eyes.

Under the light of the candles, she lay on a soft bed, and a greasy face appeared before her, the man sitting by the bed lewdly undoing her robe ties.

He was exceptionally ugly, resembling a toad.

Bearing the intense heat in her body, Zhan Lan punched the man in the temple, and he groaned as he fell.

Zhan Lan shook her hand, feeling the pain emanating from her joints, confirming this was no dream.

Especially the man attempting to assault her, uniquely ugly, that face was hard to forget.

Zhu Touyuan, Zhan Qingqing's fiancé!

At fourteen, the same scene had occurred.

The burning in her body and the pain in her hands felt incredibly real. Could it be that she was reborn!

However, the strength in her body now was clearly weaker than before, and just using that bit of strength, her joints ached.

This force could only temporarily knock Zhu Touyuan unconscious; he would wake up shortly.

Zhan Lan pushed open the door, and in the night-ridden Ding'an City, the largest tavern, Zhaixing Building, was brightly lit.

Occasionally, lightly dressed girls from the brothel across - Heavenly Immortal Building - hurried into the rooms to entertain their patrons.

Those who came here were all dignitaries, who preferred the girls to come to Zhaixing Building due to their status instead of entering the brothel themselves.

Fortunately, the tavern was noisy at night, and various sounds drowned out the noise from this side.

Zhan Lan staggered just a few steps outside when she noticed several men with knives downstairs; she stepped back to dodge.

Using her memories from the previous life, she knew these were men hired by Aunt Ji Yue and her daughter Zhan Qingqing.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her hand and a strong arm loosely embraced her into his chest, a faint woody scent entered her nose.

As if compensating for her encounter with the toad-like man, she suddenly looked up, a man with an extremely handsome lower half of his face smiled lightly, "My lady, life is short in the spring night, why not come inside?"

Zhan Lan hadn't gotten a full look at the man's face before she was pulled into the room.

The door was shut from the inside, the candle extinguished, and Zhan Lan's body softened as she was thrown onto the bed.

The candlelight from outside the room flickered in, shining bright then dim.

From the wolf's den to a tiger's lair.

Zhan Lan, already affected by the Leisurely Powder, felt dizzy and unbearably hot all over, as the man's body propped beside hers on both sides, and she looked up to see his poised and handsome figure.

The man seemed to also sense the peculiarity of her condition, as he leaned over, a deep and beguiling voice reached Zhan Lan's ears, "If you're feeling so uncomfortable, just scream out!"

Though the voice was ambiguous, Zhan Lan felt a chill at her waist, as a dagger pressed there.

It seemed, he mistook her for a brothel girl, not appearing as a customer but with a threatening meaning, urging her to scream out.

"No!" Zhan Lan, her face flushed, refused, but under the influence of the medicine, she let out a soft moan.

"Feigning defeat to gain the upper hand, huh!" The man watched the vaguely visible figure outside the door with a smile.

There were no lights on inside the room, and Zhan Lan also saw the figure as she turned her head; it turned out that the man was merely putting on a show for those who were watching him from outside.

The sharp blade moved closer, pressing against Zhan Lan's waist.

"Please, be gentle, young master," Zhan Lan reluctantly cooperated with him.

The man's dagger moved a few inches away from her waist.

"Then it depends on your skills!" The man said with a smile that was not quite a smile.

The two of them pretended to flirt and quarrel, creating suggestive noises inside the room that could be heard from outside.

After a moment, the shadow outside the window disappeared.

Zhan Lan was drugged, and now the man was her antidote. She felt his hot breath as he drew near and the strange emotions stirring inside her body.

If she didn't stop now, she would surely make a grave mistake.

Although her body was so hot that she felt like going mad, and the man's attractive physique was hard to resist,

having been reborn, she would not let herself fall into a man's hands.

Her life had only one goal left—revenge!

Thinking of this, Zhan Lan swiftly grasped the dagger in the man's hand, snatched it with force, and kicked it away.

The palm of Zhan Lan's hand was cut by the dagger, and blood splashed onto the bed instantly.

"You are quite ruthless to yourself!" The man was slightly shocked, but Zhan Lan recovered her senses under the pain.

The man pressed his hand over Zhan Lan's wrist through her clothes, his expression cold; suddenly, he felt a coldness at his neck, and Zhan Lan swiftly turned over, gaining the upper hand, her hair cascading like a waterfall, and a hairpin pressed against the man's neck.

"Take off your clothes!" Zhan Lan's voice was cold in the man's ear.

The man looked at Zhan Lan coldly, impressed by her boldness.

With a flick of her finger, Zhan Lan caused his belt to instantly slide off.

The man, seemingly curious about what she intended to do, sat up and nonchalantly took off his robe.

The flickering candlelight fell on the man's robust figure as he leisurely threw his long robe to Zhan Lan.

The man examined Zhan Lan, having never encountered such a fierce young woman who dared threaten a man to undress!

Zhan Lan couldn't help but glance at the man's physique—it was indeed impressive!

But after that one glance, she regained her composure; men—she did not want to indulge in them in this lifetime!

However, in the dim room, although she could not clearly see the man's face, his voice sounded somewhat familiar, perhaps from a past life!

Zhan Lan touched the money pouch at her waist and tossed a piece of broken silver onto the bed.

"We are merely using each other. Take this silver and buy a new one!" Tall among women, Zhan Lan put on the man's outer robe, rolled up the sleeves, adjusted her hair, and rushed out the door.

Dressed as a man, she bowed her head and hugged a brothel girl about to leave, disappearing into the night.

...

Quarter of an hour later, in the Zhaixing Building, a handsome young master pushed the door open and saw the man lying on the bed, unable to hold back his laughter.

"Haha, the mighty Seal Keeper of the Xingtian Department was stripped by a little girl! Big brother, this is not like you!" The handsome young master said while handing over a robe.

"Shut up!" The man stood up grimly, his face dark as he took the robe and put it on.

"Ouch! That girl even left a piece of broken silver, big brother, don't tell me you were mistaken for a cheap inn! Tsk, tsk, tsk, just half an hour, it seems you didn't satisfy the lady, such a small amount of silver!" The handsome young master was irreverently teasing.

"Bai Chen, are you seeking death?" The man slowly rose from the bed, towering half a head taller than the handsome young master, exuding a tremendous sense of oppression.

"Just joking!" Bai Chen immediately backed down in the face of Mu Yan's murderous look.

Mu Yan's slender fingers picked up the piece of broken silver and looked at the bloodstain on the bed, he coldly laughed: "There are still such bold women around!"

"Big brother, should we check on her?"

"No need, not interested! Recently, the surveillance on that side has been increasingly strict, be more cautious in your actions." Mu Yan coldly took the robe handed to him, put it on, and walked out of the room.

Bai Chen also changed his frivolous demeanor, everything clear in his heart.

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