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

Chapter 163 Lu Zhan: Trying to take advantage of me?

Madam Wei paused for a moment, then sighed, "He's not a three-year-old child, how could he let others scheme against him? If he hadn't given them an opportunity, how would they have had the chance to scheme against him?"
Furthermore, could Wang have given birth to the child without his permission?
It's all just an excuse. You're still young; don't let his few words fool you.

Zhiwan nodded. "Aunt is right."

She knew her uncle was also at fault, but she still had to tell her aunt the truth so that she would know that Aunt Wang was no pushover.

After bidding farewell to her aunt, Zhiwan returned to Yaoguang Pavilion.

After a busy day, she took a shower and went to bed early.

As she fell asleep, she thought of the man in her dream and couldn't help but worry about him.

I wonder how he is doing, whether he has left that deserted island?

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself on the island from the previous night.

It was pitch black all around, and the man was nowhere to be seen.

Hearing the sound of the river water lapping against the sand, she suddenly felt a sense of fear and couldn't help but shout out to bolster her courage.

"Hey, are you still there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded behind him, and the darkness in front of him was somewhat dispelled by the firelight emanating from behind him.

She paused for a moment, then turned around.

Then they saw a man standing there, holding a torch in his hand.

Zhiwan was overjoyed and ran towards him, "You're still here! I thought you had already left..."

Before she could finish speaking, she stepped into a sandpit and was about to fall when the man reached out and caught her.

"Slow down." The man's deep voice sounded above her head.

Zhiwan breathed a sigh of relief, steadied herself by his arm, and asked with concern, "How is your injury? Is it better?"

"Yes, the herbal medicine has been applied, it's fine now," the man said gently.

"Really? Let me check you." Zhiwan said, and started to unbutton his pants.

A vein throbbed on the man's forehead. He quickly grabbed her hand, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Do you want to examine me, or are you trying to take advantage of me?"

Zhiwan blinked. "Is there any conflict?"

man:"……"

He let go of the girl's hand and walked straight ahead.

Zhiwan hurriedly followed, "Are you angry, or are you shy?"

The man had just stopped when Zhiwan, who was running too fast, bumped into his back.

"Boom!"

She rubbed her forehead and complained, "Your back is so hard, it hurts so much when you bump into me."

The man immediately turned around to check on her, and asked anxiously, "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Ouch, it hurts so much!" Zhiwan nodded and tilted her face up a little so he could check on her.

Looking at the girl's smooth and beautiful face in the firelight, the man's Adam's apple bobbed. He changed his hand from massaging her forehead to supporting the back of her head, and then lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Zhiwan's eyelashes trembled, and she quickly closed her eyes, hooking her arms around his neck to steady herself.

Both of them were somewhat aroused and kissed passionately.

When Zhiwan came to her senses, she found herself being lifted up by the man's arms, with her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

This posture...

Zhiwan's face flushed slightly.

Just then, the man suddenly staggered.

Startled, Zhiwan regained her senses and quickly hugged his shoulders and back. Only then did she remember that his leg was still injured, and she said urgently, "Put me down quickly."

The man did as he was told, put her down, and turned around.

After calming down, Zhiwan leaned over and hugged his narrow waist from behind, saying softly, "Don't hide, I saw everything."

The man's throat tightened slightly. "What did you see?" His voice was hoarse.

Zhiwan didn't speak, her fingers tracing down his firm abdomen.

A vein throbbed on the man's forehead. He quickly grabbed her fingers and snapped in a hoarse voice, "Stop fooling around!"

Zhiwan reluctantly broke free from his hand, turned around, pulled out the torch he had stuck in the ground, held it in her hand, and walked to the side.

"What are you going to do?" the man asked, frowning. "I'm going to relieve myself." Zhiwan turned her head and gave him a half-smile. "Do you want to come with me?"

man:"……"

He coughed lightly and said, "Don't go too far, I'll wait for you here."

"I understand," Zhiwan replied, taking a few steps before stopping.

She didn't actually dare to go into the jungle.

Seeing that the man had already turned his back, she decided to take care of it on the spot.

She stuck the torch in the mud and then unzipped her pants.

"You're not allowed to turn around," she added worriedly.

man:"……"

Realizing the girl was relieving herself not far behind him, he felt a burning sensation on his ears and took a few steps forward to create some distance.

A short while later, Zhiwan finished, put on her pants, pulled the torch out again, and held it in her hand.

After walking back to the man's side, Zhiwan asked, "Where are we going to sleep tonight?"

The man didn't say anything, but took her hand and walked towards the large rock not far away.

As she got closer, Zhiwan saw that it was covered with a thick layer of leaves.

The man took off his clothes and laid them out on the bed.

Seeing this, Zhiwan understood. She immediately handed the torch in her hand to the man, then climbed up the rock and lay down on it.

Although it wasn't as soft as a mattress, the bottom was covered with a thick layer of leaves, so it wasn't uncomfortable.

"Did you know I was coming and prepare this especially for me?" Zhiwan asked somewhat narcissistically, touching the clothes the man had laid out underneath and rolling around on them a couple of times.

The man lay down beside her and hummed in a low voice.

"Really?" Zhiwan immediately sat up with interest and leaned against his chest to look at him.

Meeting the girl's bright eyes, the man paused, then reached out and touched her hair. "Really."

"But how did you know I would come? Sometimes we might not see each other for ten days or half a month," Zhiwan asked curiously.

The man paused for a moment, then said calmly, "I was just guessing."

“You guessed pretty accurately,” Zhiwan said.

"It's getting late, go to sleep." The man gently patted her back.

Zhiwan nodded and lay down next to him, but one leg was restlessly placed on his waist, and her hand was also restlessly touching his chest.

The man's eye twitched slightly, but he let her be, only intervening when her hand wandered downwards.

After playing for a while, Zhiwan finally felt sleepy.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she seemed to hear footsteps in the distance.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself still in her bed, and it was already dawn outside.

She frowned, guessing that the footsteps she heard in her dream meant someone had come ashore.

So, the man must have been rescued, right?

At the same time, Lu Zhan also heard footsteps and woke up.

"Sir!"

"Lao Lu!"

He had just sat up when he heard several familiar shouts.

He paused for a moment, but did not respond immediately. Instead, he got up and put on his clothes.

As soon as he jumped off the rock, Duan Ling, Jiang Shi, and a group of guards came to greet him.

"Old Lu, it's so good that you're alright."

"Your Highness." Jiang Shi and his guards knelt on one knee.

"You've all worked hard, get up now," Lu Zhan said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, Duan Ling, holding a torch, leaned closer to examine him. "Old Lu, why do you look so cheerful? You don't look like someone who's been stranded on a deserted island at all."

Lu Zhan glanced at him indifferently, "Is that so? You must be disappointed."

(End of this chapter)