Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 400 Putuo Temple

The Vermilion Bird walked briskly to the door of the Master’s bedroom. Hearing the conversation inside between the Master and Madam, he boldly knocked on the door.

"What is it?" Mu Yan instantly recognized it was the Vermilion Bird knocking from the sound. He stared at the closed door and asked, "What’s the matter?"

The Vermilion Bird said firmly, "Master, please don’t make me live in the same courtyard as Xue Lingling."

The door was opened by Mu Yan. Zhan Lan was just about to retire for the night. Glancing at Vermilion Bird briefly, he stepped out of the room.

The two of them walked to the corridor’s edge. Mu Yan asked coldly, "What’s wrong? Took advantage of the young lady and now you want to escape?"

The Vermilion Bird looked embarrassed and replied, "Master, I’ve been wronged! Nothing happened between me and Xue Lingling!"

Mu Yan let out a disdainful snort, "Just now, you were clearly in Xue Lingling’s room, and even made her..."

He coughed dryly. Even for him, what Vermilion Bird did was not easy to speak of.

The Vermilion Bird’s pupils suddenly widened in shock, and inwardly, he cursed: Master, how could you eavesdrop on your subordinate!

Recalling his earlier conversation with Xue Lingling in her room, Vermilion Bird realized it could easily be misunderstood. He quickly explained, "Master, I swear nothing inappropriate occurred between me and Xue Lingling."

He raised his swollen hand and said, "The poisonous insect Xue Lingling raised burrowed into my body, so she had to help me..."

Mu Yan suddenly came to his senses. "So that’s what happened," he said as he curled his index finger and knocked Vermilion Bird on the head. "But your pitiful voice made me misunderstand!"

The Vermilion Bird broke out in a cold sweat. The Master actually thought he did that sort of thing with Xue Lingling? He wasn’t that kind of indecent person!

Mu Yan’s expression turned colder as he said, "Previously, you treated this Prince poorly. This is merely letting you experience the same. Enough, tomorrow you’ll be moving to Yun He’s courtyard. Once Xue Lingling’s family comes to take her away, you can move back."

The Vermilion Bird instantly became ecstatic, exclaiming excitedly, "Thank you, Master!"

Mu Yan gave him a sidelong glance before returning to the room.

The Vermilion Bird was practically like a joyous goose from the village entrance, rushing back to his room to pack his things.

That very night, Vermilion Bird moved into Yun He’s courtyard. Yun He looked at his commander with disdain.

Leading Vermilion Bird to the room next to his, Yun He closed the door and asked mysteriously, "Commander, what’s going on between you and Miss Xue Lingling?"

Vermilion Bird sat on the chair, his expression cold as he looked at Yun He. "What is the second rule of the Hidden Guard Code?"

Scratching his head, Yun He replied, "Besides loyalty to the Master, no forming relationships with others."

"You still remember?" Vermilion Bird’s gaze deepened as he added, "We’re all orphans with no homes to return to. We’ve followed the Master since childhood. Without the Master, our lives would’ve ended long ago. I, as the Commander, won’t entertain thoughts of frivolous affairs!"

Though he greatly envied the relationship between the Master and Madam, Vermilion Bird knew his mission.

He was destined to protect the Master and Madam and await the birth of the little Master. That would make his life complete!

Looking around to ensure no one was nearby, Yun He couldn’t hold back and asked, "Commander, after what happened between you and her, aren’t your words a little unmanly?"

Vermilion Bird widened his eyes and glared at Yun He. "What happened between me and her?"

Yun He bent both thumbs in a motion and said, "Exactly that."

Vermilion Bird furrowed his brows. Yun He leaned closer, whispering, "I saw it that day. You pinned her to the ground and carried her into the room."

Suddenly, Vermilion Bird recalled something. He kicked Yun He on the rear and berated, "So you were the one outside the door? I kept shouting but no one replied! You’re courting death!"

Yun He staggered from the kick and rubbed his rear while responding, "It’s what you said, Commander—one must use their senses!"

Vermilion Bird was momentarily speechless. After a while, he added, "I was poisoned, and so was Xue Lingling."

With half-hearted belief, Yun He nodded in response.

Vermilion Bird’s eyes glinted mischievously and he asked, "You want to try a remedy yourself?"

"I wouldn’t dare! I was wrong!" Yun He bolted away like smoke.

Scoffing coldly, Vermilion Bird muttered in frustration. What kind of mess was this?

It felt like he was dying of injustice. Both the Master and his subordinates misunderstood him. Where could an honest man like him find justice?

...

Meanwhile, Zhan Lan lay on the bed as Mu Yan entered and sat beside her.

Noticing that she seemed lost in thought, Mu Yan asked, "What’s the matter? Can’t sleep?"

Zhan Lan smiled faintly, sat up, and nodded.

Mu Yan took her hand and suggested, "If you can’t sleep, a few sips of wine might help."

With a resolute look in her eyes, Zhan Lan said, "I’ve decided to quit drinking—for the next three years, no alcohol."

She had begun taking care of her health. If she wanted to ensure Mu Yan wouldn’t have regrets in his life, she still wanted to work hard to bear him a child.

Mu Yan looked at her in disbelief. Lightly tapping her nose, he teased, "You little glutton, don’t I know you well? You won’t last three days."

Pouting with determination, Zhan Lan said, "Let’s make a bet, then."

Warning him with a smile in her eyes, she remarked, "But don’t bet on anything indecent."

Mu Yan tilted his head thoughtfully. "Then what should we bet on?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhan Lan said, "If I drink within three years, I’ll do whatever you say."

Mu Yan smirked. "Why three years?"

Staring at her fingers, Zhan Lan replied, "Let me try sticking to three years first."

"Alright, if you drink within these three years, make me a winter coat every year. How about that?" Mu Yan’s eyes sparkled like obsidian as he looked at her expectantly.

Zhan Lan nodded. "Alright, but if I win, you have to grant me one request. I haven’t decided what it is yet."

Adjusting the stray strands of hair on her forehead, Mu Yan said, "Whatever it is, this Prince will make it happen for you."

Zhan Lan grinned playfully. "Three winter coats in exchange for one potentially challenging request—Prince, will you regret this?"

Nudging closer, Mu Yan gazed at her dotingly and said, "Whatever you ask for, this Prince will always agree to."

Suddenly, Zhan Lan thought of her previous life. On her deathbed, she had asked Mu Yan to bury her beneath the Dragon Vein.

Remembering his earlier statement—"Whatever you ask for, this Prince will always agree to"—she began to wonder.

Did he actually fulfill that promise?

With growing urgency, Zhan Lan asked, "Mu Yan, where did you find the Wuming Battle Spear?"

Mu Yan replied casually, "At Putuo Temple. When I saw the spear, I thought it would suit you. The engravings on it were delicately written, so it seemed fitting for a woman. So this Prince... threatened the abbot to give it to me."

Zhan Lan’s pupils trembled violently. The Wuming Battle Spear was found at Putuo Temple.

And the Dragon Vein was right at the foot of the temple.

Could it be that in her past life, Mu Yan had truly honored her wish and buried her there?

A tidal wave of emotion surged in her heart, leaving her unable to calm down. Seeing her in turmoil, Mu Yan asked softly, "Lan’er, what’s wrong?"