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

Chapter 65 A Man's Warning in a Dream
A vein throbbed on the man's forehead as he snapped, "How dare you!"

Zhiwan pouted in disbelief, pulled the blanket over herself, and lay back down on the bed. "So serious? Then don't come looking for me again."

"Of course," the man replied softly.

Zhiwan snorted coldly and pulled the blanket over her head.

After a while, to make sure the man was still there, she pulled back the covers, only to find him sitting at her desk, looking through something.

Thinking of her own painting, Zhiwan screamed and rushed out of bed.

"You're not allowed to rummage through my things!"

She lay face down on the table, pressing her paintings all over her body.

The man looked at her calmly, flicked the painting he was looking at with his long fingers, and said with a half-smile, "Does the young lady make a living by painting?"

Only then did Zhiwan notice that he was holding a painting in his hand.

In the painting, a handsome man with long, flowing hair and an exposed upper body emerges from a misty pool.

This is a picture of a handsome man emerging from a bath.

Zhiwan's eyes flashed, and seeing that he hadn't reacted, she hurriedly rushed over to try to snatch it back, but she tripped over the table leg and fell directly into the man's arms.

The man, who was holding a soft, fragrant body in his arms, paused for a moment. He held the painting above his head with one hand while supporting the woman's waist with the other, and said indifferently, "It's still such an improper painting..." He paused, then, as if remembering something, he brought the painting up to his eyes to examine it.

Then, his expression froze, and his dark eyes narrowed. "Miss, would you like to explain who the person in this painting is?"

When Zhiwan saw that he remembered, her eyes flickered, and she quickly snatched the painting back. She then quickly gathered all the paintings on the table and took a few steps back.

"I just drew it casually, don't overthink it."

"I don't want to think about it?" The man laughed in anger. "I'll give you a chance to burn the painting. Otherwise, if I see this painting circulating in the market, I will definitely hold you accountable."

Zhi Wanli remained calm and said, "I just painted it for my own amusement, how could it have ended up on the market?"

The man looked at her suspiciously. "You didn't draw this for the bookstore?"

“Of course not,” Zhi Wan said righteously. “What kind of person do you take me for? Why would I need to make a living from this?”

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhan glanced around the boudoir.

This boudoir is very large and decorated with exquisite luxury, which shows that the girl in front of you comes from a wealthy family.

Zhiwan scrutinized his expression and said seriously, "The person in this painting is not you. This is a character I came up with myself. You can't just assume it's you just because you see a picture of someone bathing. It's not like you're the only one taking a bath. Don't assume other people have such a big pools. Don't be so presumptuous!"

The man stared at her with his deep eyes for a moment, then nodded. "I hope you're not lying, otherwise, I will definitely find you out!"

This sentence is like a curse.

Zhiwan shuddered and suddenly woke up.

She stared at the top of the tent before realizing she was dreaming again.

Thinking of the man's warning in her dream, she broke out in a cold sweat.

She quickly got up and ran to the desk, where she found the picture of a handsome man emerging from a bath.

I was careless; the man actually saw the painting.

This painting was indeed drawn based on her previous dream.

Just in case, she put the painting away and didn't plan to sell it to the bookstore.

After tidying up her drawings, she went back to bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

She felt confused when she thought about the man in her dream saying he would take responsibility for her.

This wasn't the first time she'd dreamt of the man; she'd dreamt of him so many times before, and they'd done such intimate things, yet the man had never said anything about taking responsibility for her.

Why did you suddenly decide to take responsibility for her this time?

Does the man believe that she truly exists?
Upon realizing this, she was startled.

So, does this mean men actually exist?

Zhiwan became increasingly alarmed as she thought about it.

But then I thought, even if that man really exists, he might not be in the capital.

The Great Chen Kingdom is so vast that finding one person is no easy task.

She refused to believe that the man could actually find her.

With that thought, she felt relieved. Meanwhile, at Qingyun Residence...

Lu Zhan also woke up.

He frowned as he thought about what happened in his dream.

The woman refused his offer to take responsibility, saying she wanted to find a husband to marry into her family.

The reason he offered to take responsibility for her was because he was certain that she was real.

However, I wonder which family she comes from, and whether she is in the capital?
And that painting...

Lu Zhan's face darkened as he thought of the picture of him emerging from the bath.

They also said that the person in the painting was not him. Although the appearance was different and the background in the painting had been modified, it was still clear that the painting depicted him and the background was his clean room.

What a bold woman.

Thinking of the clues he had learned in his dream, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

It's not difficult to find out which family in the capital is looking to take in a son-in-law.

I'm afraid that the girl doesn't live in the capital.

If the person is not from the capital, it will be difficult to find them.

In addition, he had to have people keep an eye on all the major bookstores to ensure that the bathing picture did not appear on the market in the capital.

Although he had warned the woman, she dared to draw him, so she might not necessarily take his warning to heart.

Of course, if the woman didn't live in the capital, and the painting circulated in places he didn't know about, there was nothing he could do.

……

The next day.

After handing in the painting at the bookstore, Zhiwan took a look around the shop.

Although it wasn't as lively as yesterday, business at the shop was still pretty good, with people coming in to buy snacks one after another.

Seeing that Mr. and Mrs. Zhao had managed the shop in an orderly manner, she felt relieved and did not stay in the shop for long.

She and Shuang'er strolled around the street for a while, bought some snacks, and were just about to go back when it suddenly started to rain heavily.

The rain came suddenly, and although the two reacted quickly and ran to the teahouse next door, their clothes were still a little wet.

"What kind of weather is this? Why did it suddenly start raining so heavily?" Shuang'er complained as she took a handkerchief and wiped the rainwater off Zhiwan's dress.

Looking at the sky that had suddenly turned dark, Zhiwan frowned.

Today, she and Shuang'er went out without taking a carriage. Seeing that the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon, she was a little worried.

"What should we do, Miss? This rain probably won't stop so soon," Shuang'er said anxiously.

Zhiwan glanced at the teahouse behind her and decided, "Then let's ask for a private room, go in to drink tea and enjoy the rain, and go back when the rain stops."

Just as Shuang'er was about to agree, a carriage suddenly drove up in the pouring rain.

"Miss!" Chen Jiule stopped the carriage.

"Miss, it's Chen Jiu!" Shuang'er exclaimed with delight.

When Zhiwan turned her head, she saw Chen Jiu holding an umbrella, getting off the carriage, and walking quickly toward her.

"Miss, hurry up and get in the carriage. This rain probably won't stop until dark."

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan looked at the sky, then at the carriage, and asked with some concern, "Is my cousin inside the carriage?"

Chen Jiu nodded. "Yes, it was the young master who saw you here and had his subordinate bring the carriage over."

Upon hearing that Lu Zhan was in the carriage, Zhiwan became somewhat hesitant.

"Miss, hurry up and get in the carriage. Don't keep the young master waiting." Chen Jiu urged, then handed the umbrella to Shuang'er.

Shuang'er looked at Zhiwan for instructions. Seeing Zhiwan nod, she took the umbrella, then helped Zhiwan onto the carriage, before turning back to pick up Chen Jiu.

Inside the carriage, Zhiwan called out tentatively, "Cousin."

Lu Zhan was reading a book when he saw her come in. He looked up at her and noticed that there was rainwater on the ends of her hair. He handed her a dry cloth and said, "Wipe it off."

(End of this chapter)