Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 379: Making a Bet

Chu Yin wanted to take Zhan Lan’s pulse, while Mu Yan glanced at Zhan Hui, signaling him to step outside together.

Chu Yin placed her middle three fingers on Zhan Lan’s right wrist, while Zhan Lan supported her chin with her left hand, watching Chu Yin’s serious demeanor, barely suppressing the urge to laugh.

"How is it, Doctor Chu?" Zhan Lan raised an eyebrow and looked at Chu Yin.

Chu Yin’s face initially carried a smile, but gradually, her smile stiffened.

She placed her fingers on Zhan Lan’s left wrist, gesturing for her to remain silent while continuing to take her pulse. Moments later, Chu Yin’s expression turned exceptionally grim.

Zhan Lan was well aware of Chu Yin’s character—such an expression on her face could only mean bad news.

Zhan Lan asked, "Is there something wrong with my body?"

Chu Yin hesitated, unwilling to speak. Zhan Lan grasped her hand and said, "Speak up. There’s nothing I haven’t been through!"

Chu Yin’s eyes gradually reddened. She reversed her hold on Zhan Lan’s hand and said, "You... You may have difficulty conceiving."

Zhan Lan’s hand trembled, her heart sinking. She laughed and looked at Chu Yin, saying, "Are your medical skills even reliable?"

Chu Yin frowned and said, "I suspect your body was injured during battle, which makes it harder to conceive. But not all hope is lost..."

Chu Yin hugged the stunned Zhan Lan tightly and said, "I’ll ask my Master to take a look at you. He’s the Medical Saint; he’ll surely have a solution!"

Zhan Lan let out a bitter laugh and said, "Let’s not tell anyone about this for now. Another day, I’ll accompany you to meet your Master."

"Alright, alright, don’t lose hope. My Master is extremely skilled!" Chu Yin reassured.

Zhan Lan nodded lightly.

Without showing any signs of unhappiness, Zhan Lan returned to the Regent Prince Mansion in a carriage alongside Mu Yan.

She didn’t let her emotions betray her.

Mu Yan glanced sideways at her and asked, "Lan’er, what did that Doctor Chu say?"

Zhan Lan replied with a smile, "She said my health is excellent!"

Mu Yan touched her head gently and said with a soft voice, "That’s good."

Back at the Regent Prince Mansion, Mu Yan left to attend to some matters, while Zhan Lan sat alone in her room. Her eyes suddenly lost their brightness.

Ever since her rebirth, her plans for revenge had been carried out meticulously.

She had also found unexpected happiness—Mu Yan’s love.

She thought she could make up for the regrets of her past life, even dreamt of living a happy life with Mu Yan.

She even imagined having a child with him someday.

But the one thing she hadn’t foreseen was her inability to conceive.

If Mu Yan found out about this, he would certainly be heartbroken.

Mu Yan had grown up without a father, and his mother didn’t love him. He yearned deeply for a complete family.

If he had a child, he would surely treasure them.

But now, it seemed she wouldn’t be able to give Mu Yan a complete family.

Zhan Lan’s gaze drifted toward the window. She hadn’t given up hope—perhaps Chu Yin’s Master could find a solution.

Even if there were no solution, she wouldn’t give up until she’d exhausted every possibility!

...

Prince Qi and Prince Xian arrived together at the Jiao Fangsi, entering the most private secluded chamber. Prince Qi was surrounded by two alluring women.

Another woman played the zither, while yet another danced gracefully with flowing sleeves.

These women were family members of court officials who had committed crimes and been sent here.

Compared with ordinary brothel women, their temperament and appearance were of superior quality.

Cui Ying sat at Prince Qi’s side, pouring him wine.

One arm of Prince Qi draped around Cui Ying, while his other held another woman.

Prince Xian quietly drank his wine, seemingly uninterested in the women around him.

Cui Ying, once a noble lady, had fallen to the status of a prostitute, selling herself to anyone willing to pay Silver. Her heart had changed from initial struggle and resistance, through pain, to numb acceptance.

She glanced at Prince Xian — this Prince was peculiar; he never touched any of them and never stayed overnight.

Most of the time, he simply accompanied Prince Qi here.

Prince Qi turned Cui Ying’s face toward him with his right hand, while his left hand pinched her bottom, asking, "What are you looking at? Am I not enough for you, and you dare to look at my Brother?!"

Cui Ying replied with a flattering smile, "Your Highness, will you stay the night?"

"Stay? Of course, I’ll stay. You’re so seductive..."

Cui Ying giggled and fell into Prince Qi’s arms. Seeing this, the other women sensibly left the room.

Prince Qi carried Cui Ying to the bed, while Prince Xian continued to drink, unconcerned.

Cui Ying playfully protested, "Your Highness, Prince Xian is still here..."

Prince Qi chuckled wickedly, "It’s fine. He’s one of us!"

Prince Xian listened to the noises from the bed and sneered coldly, silently mocking Prince Qi for sleeping with such an impure woman. Setting down his wine cup, he leapt out from the second-floor window and left.

In the dead of night, Cui Ying quietly got out of bed, her throat dry. She wanted to go downstairs for some warm water.

As she went down to fetch the water, a sudden loud crash reached her ears—it sounded as if something had fallen heavily to the ground.

Rushing over, she saw someone lying on the ground, groaning and clutching his legs.

"Ah, help me!" Prince Qi shouted.

Prince Qi, known for his sleepwalking, had fallen out of the window tonight. His legs were now immobile.

His guards rushed to his aid, while a shadow silently disappeared from the Jiao Fangsi.

Cui Ying was terrified, inwardly thinking: Will Prince Qi blame me for this?

...

Vermilion Bird returned to the Regent Prince Mansion in the middle of the night, checking the guards outside the Master’s and Madam’s chambers.

As he neared Zhan Lan and Mu Yan’s door, he suddenly noticed a suspicious figure.

Dragging the person out from behind a flowerbed, he was about to strike their face with a fist.

Suddenly, a fragrance invaded his nostrils. Quickly ingesting the Detoxification Pill, he pinned the person to the ground.

A pleading feminine voice rang out, "It’s you again! Let me go!"

Under the lantern light, Vermilion Bird saw the same Poisonous Insect Clan girl he had encountered before.

The girl looked at Vermilion Bird and said, "You’ve been poisoned. Only I can cure you!"

Feeling a strange heat rising in his body, Vermilion Bird pressed down firmly on the girl, causing her pain. "Be gentler!" she protested.

Executing a swift chop, Vermilion Bird knocked her unconscious and carried her off.

Zhan Lan and Mu Yan were sitting on the roof and witnessing this scene. Unable to sleep, Mu Yan had suggested watching the stars from the rooftop.

Their eyes followed the Poisonous Insect Clan girl’s appearance.

Zhan Lan learned about the girl’s identity from Mu Yan.

Under the glittering night sky, Zhan Lan watched Vermilion Bird carry her away and laughed, saying, "Mu Yan, do you think Vermilion Bird might like her? Anyone else would’ve already been dealt with by him."

Mu Yan’s starry eyes gleamed with meaning as he said, "I don’t think so. How about we place a bet?"

"What kind of bet?" Zhan Lan’s playful side emerged.

Mu Yan smiled ambiguously and said, "If Vermilion Bird doesn’t end up with her, you’ll stay with me for three days and nights without leaving the room."

Zhan Lan’s face flushed instantly. She pushed away Mu Yan’s face, which had leaned closer, and said, "What’s in it for me if I win?"

Mu Yan whispered in her ear, "Then I’ll take the loss and stay with you for three days and nights without leaving the room..."

Zhan Lan: "..."