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

Chapter 4 Male lust
She didn't look up, but she could vaguely feel the man's gaze linger on her for a moment before he gave a soft "hmm".

Hearing his footsteps as he walked away, Zhiwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help turning her head to secretly peek at her cousin.

He is the heir of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion and the youngest Minister of the Court of Judicial Review in the Great Chen Kingdom. He is a third-rank official in the imperial court with outstanding abilities. Five years ago, he was just a junior minister, but this year he was promoted to the head of the Court of Judicial Review. It is said that he is highly valued by the emperor and is the man that all the young ladies in the capital are eager to marry.

Yet this proud son of heaven, at twenty-five years old, still has no plans to marry, and doesn't even have a concubine.

His aunt was always worried about his marriage, but Lu Zhan was not in a hurry at all.

There were even rumors in the capital that Lu Zhan was attracted to men…

At this moment, Lu Zhan suddenly stopped.

Zhiwan saw it and her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that her cousin noticed her secretly staring at him?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around and secretly patted his frightened heart.

From the first time she came to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion and met this cousin, she felt intimidated by him.

Especially after hearing that he was self-disciplined and valued rules highly, they dared not be presumptuous in front of him, for fear of accidentally offending him.

Avoid it whenever possible.

Fortunately, this cousin is usually busy with official duties, and she likes to stay in Yaoguang Pavilion, so the two rarely meet. This time, it has been half a year since they last met. I just didn't expect that we would meet again here today after meeting in Lanyuan yesterday.

"Why are you only getting back now? Did you work on a case all night again?"

At that moment, Wei's voice rang out from behind.

My aunt has arrived.

Zhiwan breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhan withdrew his gaze from the girl behind him, his thin, cold lips pursed slightly, "Yes."

Madam Wei frowned and scolded, "Don't take advantage of your youth to ruin your health. Can't you do it during the day? Even an iron body can't withstand such a schedule. You haven't rested for two nights in a row, have you?"

“This case is of great importance; the Emperor is pressing for a result,” Lu Zhan explained.

Madam Wei sighed, "Alright, go back and rest now. Remember to eat something before you go to sleep."

"it is good."

After Lu Zhan had walked away, Zhiwan curtsied to Wei Shi, who was walking over, and said, "Aunt."

A smile appeared on Madam Wei's face. She took her hand and patted it, saying, "Let's go."

“Yes, Auntie,” Zhiwan replied obediently.

Seeing her like this, Madam Wei was very fond of her. "It's better to be a girl, unlike your cousin who stays at the Dali Temple all day long and rarely comes home."

“My cousin is highly regarded by the Emperor,” Zhiwan said.

Upon hearing this, Wei felt quite proud.

Although her son spends very little time with her, he is intelligent and ambitious from a young age. At only twenty-five, he is already the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. Countless people envy her for having such a good son.

"Come on, let's go to the Treasure Pavilion and pick out some pretty jewelry for you," Madam Wei said cheerfully.

Zhiwan was taken aback.

Choosing jewelry?
She thought her aunt was taking her out today to meet potential husbands.

Zhiwan was a little disappointed and didn't really want to go out. "Aunt, you've already bought me enough jewelry. Don't give me any more."

Madam Wei smiled and said, "What young lady would complain about having too many clothes and jewelry? It's not too many at all. Don't wear those old ones anymore. Let's go pick out some fashionable ones. In a couple of days, I plan to hold a flower-viewing banquet at the mansion. I will invite all the young masters and ladies in the capital. You must dress up beautifully so that everyone can see you."

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan's eyebrows twitched.

Flower viewing party?
Nowadays, when ladies hold flower-viewing banquets, it's usually to help the younger generation in the family choose husbands or wives.

My aunt's flower-viewing banquet this time was probably not just for choosing a husband for her.

Her cousin's marriage is still undecided. Zhiwan didn't refuse again, "Thank you, Aunt."

Wei took Zhiwan to Zhenbaoxuan first to pick out the latest jewelry, and then took her to the most famous embroidery shop in the capital to pick out the newest dresses.

After choosing a dress for Zhiwan, Madam Wei took out a man's robe and showed it to Zhiwan.

"Wan'er, what do you think of your cousin wearing this robe?"

It was a wide, moon-white robe, with bamboo leaves embroidered in gold thread on the collar and cuffs, giving it a very refined and elegant look.

Zhiwan recalled that when she met her cousin that morning, he was wearing a dark blue official robe, and he looked dignified and solemn.

She couldn't quite imagine what her cousin would look like in a moon-white robe, but since he was handsome, she figured he wouldn't be bad-looking, so she said, "It should be fine."

Madam Wei nodded. "I think it's fine too." Then she couldn't help but mutter a few more words. "Your cousin usually wears official clothes and rarely wears casual clothes. He always makes excuses when we make him clothes. Never mind, let's just take this one."

After all that fuss, it was noon.

The two then went to Baiweilou for lunch.

It was already afternoon when they returned to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.

After wandering around for half a day, Zhiwan's legs were sore. As soon as she returned to Yaoguang Pavilion, she kicked off her shoes, slumped onto the couch, and refused to get up.

Shuang'er put away the clothes and jewelry she had bought, and when she turned her head, she saw that her young mistress was asleep.

Shuang'er chuckled and shook her head, then fetched a thin blanket, covered her with it, and closed the door before leaving.

After Zhiwan drifted off to sleep, she found herself in a study.

The study was very large, with huge bookshelves on all four walls, filled with books.

Behind a large desk, a man sat asleep.

She stood there for a while before walking closer to the desk, lowering her head to try and see what the man looked like. Suddenly, the man, who had been sleeping, moved. Before she could get a good look, a strong arm had already wrapped around her waist and pulled her onto his lap.

"You've come." The man's tone was familiar, yet it revealed a hint of weariness that he couldn't quite hide.

Zhiwan blinked. "Are you very tired?"

"Hmm," the man responded in a low voice.

Zhiwan paused for a moment, then suddenly reached out to touch the man's face.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could at least touch it, right?

But as soon as she reached out her hand, the man grabbed it, his voice deepening slightly, "How dare you!"

Zhiwan pouted, thinking this man was going too far.

Last time, he even untied her clothes, although in the end, he didn't tear them off, but simply held her tightly.

But that's still going too far.

All she wanted to do was touch his face, but he wouldn't let her.

Zhiwan was a little angry. She broke free from the man and stood up. "Then don't hug me."

The man seemed to raise an eyebrow. "Are you angry?"

“Yes!” Zhiwan said, hands on her hips, her voice sweet and willful.

She didn't know if the other person could see her face clearly, but since this was in her dream, she could do whatever she wanted.

Seeing her like this, the man chuckled softly, but seemed unwilling to indulge her. He picked up a book and started reading, ignoring her completely.

Seeing this, Zhiwan became furious.

This is in her dream, what gives him the right to be so arrogant?

(End of this chapter)