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

Chapter 112 Lu Zhan, the Future Son-in-Law
Horse-drawn carriages are rare in the village, so when two magnificent carriages drove in, they immediately attracted a crowd of villagers.

When Zhiwan and her group reached the end of the village, they discovered that a group of villagers were following behind them to watch the commotion.

Ouyang Zhenzhu had never met villagers before. Looking at their simple and honest faces, she was very curious. She had no airs of a noble lady and even raised her hand to greet everyone. When she saw children, she even took out candy for them to eat.

"Pretty sisters, are you here to see Brother Da Niu and Brother Er Niu?" the child asked, mustering his courage after receiving the candy.

Before Ouyang Zhenzhu could speak, the child shouted loudly towards the fenced yard in front, "Brother Da Niu, Brother Er Niu, someone important is looking for you!"

Someone immediately opened the gate in the fenced yard and said irritably, "Tie Dan, are you asking for trouble again, daring to come and make fun of me..."

Upon seeing Zhiwan and the others standing outside the door, his voice trailed off, "You are..."

A middle-aged woman stepped out from behind him. "Erniu, who is it?"

Zhiwan recognized her at a glance, her eyes instantly reddening, her voice choked with emotion, "Nanny!"

The woman was carrying a winnowing basket. Upon hearing this address, she dropped the basket with a "thud." She excitedly stepped forward, wanting to take Zhiwan's hand, but then, seeing her own rough hands, she immediately let go. She looked at Zhiwan, completely at a loss, "You, you are...my mistress?"

Zhiwan nodded and quickly took her hand, "Nanny, it's me, Wan'er..."

"Wan'er? You really are my Miss Wan'er!" The woman was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. She grasped Zhi Wan's hand tightly, her voice trembling. "It's been so many years since I last saw you. My Miss Wan'er, you've grown up and become even more beautiful. I almost didn't recognize you."

“Nanny…” Zhiwan’s nose tingled, and she threw herself into her arms.

The wet nurse hugged her tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mother, please let Miss come in and sit down," Erniu whispered to her.

"Yes, yes, I'm so happy I'm almost delirious. Miss, please come inside and sit down," said Nurse Chen, wiping away her tears and smiling.

Zhiwan and her group then followed them into the fenced courtyard.

Just as Chen Jiu was about to follow him inside, he realized that his young master had not yet disembarked from the carriage, so he quickly stopped and turned back.

"Your Highness, we've arrived at Nurse Chen's house. Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Lu Zhan silently got off the carriage.

The villagers who had been watching the spectacle were about to disperse when they saw a handsome and refined man stepping down from the carriage. They stopped in their tracks and stared at him in a daze.

Is he a deity?

Suddenly, a child spoke up and asked.

The others remained silent, but they all felt that this man, even if not a god, must be a celestial being descended to earth.

Unexpectedly, one day their Red Leaf Village would welcome such a distinguished person.

The two girls who went in just now were both incredibly beautiful, like celestial beings.

Lu Zhan ignored the villagers' chatter behind him.

Chen Jiu, however, stood tall with pride and self-satisfaction.

He had been by the Crown Prince's side since childhood and was used to hearing praise for the Crown Prince from all sides, but this was the first time he had heard such simple praise from the villagers.

His son is the most handsome man in the capital, a god-like figure.

However, upon seeing the prince's cold expression, Chen Jiu's smug look was immediately replaced by resentment.

I wonder what's wrong with the Crown Prince?
The coldness emanating from him made even his personal guard dare not approach rashly.

Inside the room, when Zhiwan saw Lu Zhan enter, she realized that she had forgotten about her cousin. She quickly got up to introduce him to Chen, the wet nurse, and Erniu, "Wet nurse, Erniu, this is Young Master Lu."

Chen, the wet nurse, knew back then that Zhiwan had been taken to the capital and adopted by the Duchess of Dingguo. Upon hearing this, she immediately realized Lu Zhan's identity and couldn't help but scrutinize him. Then, as if remembering something, she smiled at Zhiwan, took her son, and stepped forward to bow to Lu Zhan. "This humble woman greets Young Master Lu."

Lu Zhanxu helped her up, saying, "No need for such formalities, wet nurse."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Please have a seat." Nurse Chen said respectfully, and personally served a bowl of tea. "It's just simple tea and water, I hope Your Highness won't find it offensive."

Lu Zhan reached out and took it, saying, "You flatter me, wet nurse."

Seeing that he showed no sign of disgust, Chen, the wet nurse, nodded inwardly.

This future son-in-law is a good one.

I'm sure I'll treat Miss well in the future.

Thinking of this, she quickly turned to her son and instructed him, "Go and kill a chicken, and then send someone to the fields to call your older brother back and have him go to town to buy some good wine and food."

"I'll go right away." Erniu hurried off.

"Nanny, call Erniu back. We're not eating here; we need to get back to the city soon," Zhiwan advised.

The wet nurse pressed down on her shoulder, feigning anger, and said, "You've come all this way to see me, and you won't even eat a bite? I know you're not used to the food from the farm..."

"Nanny, that's not what I meant..."

"That's good!" Granny Chen breathed a sigh of relief. "I know you must have brought your fiancé to Yangzhou to sweep the graves of Master and Madam. If Master and Madam knew this in the afterlife, they would surely be gratified. Seeing that Miss has found a home, I am also very gratified." As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.

Zhiwan looked bewildered. "What fiancé?"

Chen, the wet nurse, gave her a reproachful look, then turned to look at Lu Zhan sitting to the side and said with a smile, "Young Master Lu is an outstanding man, and he and Miss are a perfect match."

Zhiwan was completely stunned. When she came to her senses, her face flushed red, and she said urgently, "Nanny, you've misunderstood..."

“Young Master Lu, although Master and Madam have passed away, Miss Wan’er still has us. In the future, we hope that you will treat Miss well and not let her suffer any injustice. Otherwise, even if it costs me my old bones, I will go to the capital to seek justice for Miss!” Chen, the wet nurse, looked at Lu Zhan with a serious expression, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.

Lu Zhan paused, holding the rough porcelain teacup, and turned to look at Zhiwan.

The little girl's face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

“Nanny, you’ve misunderstood, he’s my cousin…”

"I understand." Lu Zhan interrupted her calmly, lowered his head to drink his tea, his long, dark eyelashes drooping slightly, concealing the turbulent emotions within.

The tea leaves were coarse, and the teacup was also crude, but the tea itself was not unpleasant to drink; on the contrary, it had a unique flavor.

Lu Zhan took another sip.

Zhiwan opened her beautiful eyes wide, looking at him in astonishment, "Cousin, you..."

"Hmm?" Lu Zhan raised his voice slightly at the end, "What?"

Meeting his dark, deep eyes, the question that Zhiwan was about to ask caught in her throat. Was it because her cousin couldn't bear to embarrass the wet nurse that he agreed?

She truly regarded her cousin as an older brother, and she believed that he treated her the same way.

Thinking about it this way, she felt a little relieved.

Let the wet nurse misunderstand if she wants; anyway, the mountains are high and the roads are far, and who knows when we'll meet again.

However, Ouyang Zhenzhu covered her mouth and chuckled, as if she wanted to stir up trouble, and teased, "Wanwan and Lord Lu are a perfect match!"

Zhiwan: "..."

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