Chapter 581: Chapter 581: You Admire Me?

Zhan Lan was pinned against the door by Mu Yan, wanting to speak several times, but the thought of speaking with a man’s voice to tell Mu Yan she was Zhan Lan made her want to find a crack to hide in.

With a guilty heart, Zhan Lan said, “I’m just a little person who admires your great reputation.”

Mu Yan held a smile at the corner of his lips, “You admire me?”

Zhan Lan’s eyes flickered, “Well… it’s simply appreciation and reverence.”

“Oh.” Mu Yan leaned in a bit closer, though the scent on Zhan Lan was masked, he still caught a whiff of it.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.” Zhan Lan’s heart was pounding, Mu Yan was about to embrace her.

Her wrist was gripped by Mu Yan, his deep voice sounded next to her ear, “Wait, how did you know my name? Don’t even think of leaving if you don’t explain clearly.”

Zhan Lan said earnestly, “I’m proficient in divination, and the True Dragon Qi surrounding you cannot be suppressed.”

Mu Yan’s gaze fixed on her, “You can divine? Then can you foresee if there will be a bond between us?”

Zhan Lan’s lip twitched, Mu Yan must be doing this on purpose, surely he had figured out her identity.

Mu Yan pinned her against the door panel, nearly pressing against her body, Zhan Lan was solidly blocked by him, she awkwardly said, “Both of us are men, this is not very appropriate.”

Suddenly, Mu Yan spoke softly in her ear, “Regardless of whether you’re a man or woman, it only matters that you’re you!”

The next moment, Mu Yan’s left hand fastened her wrist, his right thumb and forefinger gently lifted her chin, as he leaned down and kissed her.

The warm and familiar touch on her lips made her whole body stiffen.

Although they were husband and wife, she was now dressed as a man, such an intimate act seemed like two men kissing.

She could hear Princess Anyang next door still chatting away, with two maids there too, what if they discovered? Zhan Lan abruptly pushed Mu Yan away.

Mu Yan retreated a step, lips still smiling, “Lan’er, you still won’t admit it.”

“I’m not.” Zhan Lan spoke, her throat still producing a man’s voice, she was too embarrassed to reveal her true identity.

“Still saying you’re not.” Mu Yan focused on her lips.

Zhan Lan glanced at him, “You’re crazy, you kissed a man.”

Mu Yan curled his lips and approached again, “I kissed my wife!”

“Have you been drinking?” Mu Yan saw her finally admit who she was and raised an eyebrow.

“I haven’t.” She had just lightly sipped the wine and didn’t count it as drinking, the second sip she spat out entirely, how could that be considered drinking.

“Lan’er doesn’t seem to be very honest, it’s Lidu Wine, quite tasty.” Mu Yan lightly pressed his lips.

Zhan Lan felt embarrassed and dejected, Mu Yan would surely tease her about this for a lifetime.

“You claim to be a man, why don’t we test if you really are my wife?” Mu Yan spoke then approached her again, his fingers lightly traced across her collar.

Zhan Lan held his hand and snapped, “Test your nonsense!”

Zhan Lan pushed him away, sitting on the seat beside him, she looked around, this angle allowed her to see clearly what was happening in the room next door.

Although Princess Anyang had drunk too much, her two maids hadn’t, what if they were discovered? After all, Mu Yan hadn’t used Disguise Skills, and they were both in Eastern Wei, not in Dayu. She quietly asked, “Can they hear us from next door?”

Mu Yan sat across from her, “Don’t worry, they can’t hear us.”

“Is this restaurant yours?” Zhan Lan asked.

Mu Yan smiled, “Lan’er is clever, places for eating and drinking are the easiest to gather intelligence.”

Zhan Lan found Mu Yan increasingly impressive, no wonder the food at Baoxiang House and here tasted so similar, no wonder Mu Yan could give her so much Lidu Wine.

Zhan Lan felt his presence gradually approaching, Mu Yan touched her face, “Ghost Hand’s Disguise Skills are truly astonishing, even your husband almost fell for it!”

After he finished speaking, his expression grew slightly serious, “This time keeping things from your husband by coming here, shouldn’t you explain just a little?”

Zhan Lan suddenly felt embarrassed, she whispered close to Mu Yan’s ear, “I’m sorry, I’ve found out that your mother is still alive, she might be the Empress of Eastern Wei.”

Mu Yan’s expression didn’t show much surprise, Zhan Lan raised her eyebrow in enquiry, “You already knew?”

“Just learned a few hours ago, so Lan’er is very smart.” Mu Yan sincerely praised.

Zhan Lan understood, aside from Drunken Eight Immortals, Mu Yan must have multiple intelligence sources, no wonder he knew so much about Eastern Wei’s affairs, even found Mu Xiyao’s whereabouts before her.

“Lan’er, you don’t want the land deeds I gifted you, within them lie all of your husband’s secrets.” Mu Yan raised an eyebrow.

The banks, restaurants, inns, and other properties he owned across Dayu, Eastern Wei, as well as Beiyue had been given to Zhan Lan when they married, yet she only accepted Wangjiang Building.

Suddenly Zhan Lan realized she had been thinking too small, why keep clinging to that golden mountain, possessing that thick stack of deeds from Mu Yan was enough to live flamboyantly for several lifetimes.

Zhan Lan gazed into the adjacent room, “Maybe you have another secret, I suspect you’re the son of the Eastern Wei Emperor, your sister is in the next room.”

Mu Yan shook his head, “Hopefully he isn’t my father.”

He restrained his gloomy expression, holding his forehead with one hand, looking at Zhan Lan, shifting the subject, “Lan’er, you have quite the romantic debts, I notice women find you quite appealing, what did the princess say earlier, did she inquire about your marital status, and you responded no?”

Zhan Lan’s eyes flickered, “It was a moment of panic, I didn’t want to explain too much.”

“Oh, I see.” Mu Yan looked into her eyes, Zhan Lan immediately changed the subject, “You just came out like this, what about affairs of state?”

Mu Yan’s hand rested on the back of hers, “Has Mr. Lan ever heard of traveling incognito?”

With Zhan Beicang guarding Dayu, even if there were critical issues, they couldn’t be more important than matters with Lan’er.

“Oh.” Now it was Zhan Lan’s turn to be at a loss for words.

“Why don’t we find a different place, it’s quite inconvenient to talk here.” Zhan Lan suggested.

Mu Yan nodded, “Indeed it is.”

Just as he finished speaking, there was the sound of a shattered wine bottle next door, followed by Princess Anyang’s slurred murmurs, “Mr. Lan, don’t leave! Where have you gone, this princess still has things to say to you…”

“Princess, you’re drunk, let me take you back to the Princess Mansion.”

“I’m not going back!” Princess Anyang’s voice was already heavy with drunkenness.

Zhan Lan raised an eyebrow, “Your sister’s drinking capacity isn’t that great, huh.”

Mu Yan laughed teasingly, “Mr. Lan’s drinking capacity is impressive, don’t forget Mr. Lan, you lost a bet, remember to make up for the winter clothes you owe me when we go back.”

Zhan Lan was left speechless by Mu Yan’s banter, Mu Yan stood and extended his left hand, Zhan Lan’s right hand rested on it, as he pulled her through a secret door in the room to leave.

Passing through the narrow passageway, Zhan Lan gradually saw the candlelight not far ahead.

The two exited Drunken Eight Immortals, got into a carriage, and drove away, traversing a street alley, Mu Yan led Zhan Lan into a manor.

The glow of sunset shone on Zhan Lan’s face, the manor’s decor was elegant, with large red lanterns hanging on the pavilion.

“Where is this?” she curiously inquired.

Mu Yan’s voice was warm, “Our home in Eastern Wei.”