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

Chapter 66 Zhiwan threw herself into Lu Zhan's arms

"Thank you, cousin." Zhiwan accepted the gift and sat down near the door.

The carriage was actually quite spacious, but since it was the first time Zhiwan had ridden in a carriage with Lu Zhan, the enclosed space made her feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if the carriage was so cramped that it made her uneasy.

She took a cloth and first wiped the water droplets off her face before drying her hair.

She moved very quietly, afraid of making a sound and disturbing her cousin.

A moment later, Shuang'er came in.

Zhiwan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

With Shuang'er in the carriage, the unease lessened considerably.

"This servant greets Your Highness." Shuang'er bowed to Lu Zhan.

Lu Zhan's gaze remained fixed on the book; he didn't look up and only hummed in response.

Shuang'er was clearly a little reserved. She sat down next to Zhiwan, took the cloth from her hand, and carefully wiped the water droplets off her hair and dress.

The car was quiet. Zhiwan rested her head against the car wall, listening to the sound of rain outside.

Perhaps because she hadn't slept well last night, she felt a bit drowsy listening to the rain outside.

As the carriage swayed, she leaned against the side and unknowingly fell asleep.

After Lu Zhan finished reading a few pages of the book, he raised his hand to rub his temples, intending to take a break, but then he saw the little girl sleeping against the car wall.

Lu Zhan's gaze lingered on Zhi Wan's small face for a moment before shifting away.

He took his cloak and handed it to Shuang'er.

"Cover your young lady up, so she doesn't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Shuang'er was somewhat delighted and whispered her thanks. She reached out and took the cloak, carefully covering Zhiwan with it.

Sleeping against the car wall is never comfortable.

Zhiwan woke up soon after sleeping because her neck was a little sore.

She was about to reach out and rub the back of her neck when she suddenly remembered that Lu Zhan was still in the carriage, so she gave up.

Looking down, she saw the cloak she was wearing.

This is……

A crisp, clean scent of cedarwood wafted into my nostrils.

She was stunned.

Come to think of it, the man in my dream had a similar scent, which was quite pleasant.

Why is it on my cousin's cape too?

Or is it that men nowadays all like to use this kind of incense?
Thinking of this, she looked at Shuang'er with a questioning gaze.

Shuang'er whispered in her ear, "It's the young master's cloak. He was worried that you would catch a cold, so he asked me to put it on you."

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan felt a warmth in her heart and was somewhat moved. She couldn't help but glance in Lu Zhan's direction.

The man who had been reading was now looking up at a book. He had his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or just pretending to sleep. The book he had been holding was now upside down on the low table next to him.

Zhiwan's gaze lingered on the man's handsome face for a moment.

Even when he was asleep, my cousin still gave off a cold and dignified aura.

Zhiwan wanted to thank him, but seeing the situation, she didn't dare to make a sound and disturb him. Instead, she folded the cloak and put it aside.

"Miss, is your neck uncomfortable?" As her personal maid, Shuang'er had already noticed Zhiwan's unusual condition and asked in a low voice.

Zhiwan nodded gently and whispered, "It does hurt a little."

"Then lie down, and I'll rub your legs for you," Shuang'er said softly, patting her own legs.

Lu Zhan was standing to the side. Zhi Wan was too embarrassed to lie down, so she just sat on her side and let Shuang'er massage her.

A moment later, her sore neck finally felt much better. As soon as she sat up straight, she met Lu Zhan's dark eyes.

She paused for a moment, then asked, "Cousin, did I wake you up?"

Lu Zhan withdrew his gaze and shook his head. "No." Then he took out two cups from the hidden compartment and asked, "Would you like some tea?" Zhi Wan did feel a little thirsty. Seeing that he had taken out two cups and there was a teapot on the low table, she nodded. "Yes."

Lu Zhan picked up the teapot, poured two cups, and handed one to Zhiwan.

"Thank you, cousin." Zhiwan stood up and took the teacup. Unexpectedly, the carriage suddenly jolted violently. She cried out in surprise and was thrown forward uncontrollably.

"Miss!" Shuang'er exclaimed in surprise, trying to pull her away, but it was too late; Zhiwan had already thrown herself straight into Lu Zhan's arms.

The carriage was deathly silent.

Zhiwan froze, completely unresponsive.

Lu Zhan also froze for a moment, but he remained calm and quickly recovered, helping the little girl who had fallen into his arms to her feet.

"Your Highness, the rain is too heavy. I didn't see clearly just now, and the wheels went into a ditch. Are you all alright?" At this moment, Chen Jiu's voice came from outside.

Looking at the girl standing there stiffly, Lu Zhan replied, "It's nothing."

Zhiwan finally snapped out of her daze, her face flushed crimson. She was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. She bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

“I know,” Lu Zhan interrupted her.

When Zhiwan saw that he didn't blame her, she breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw that his clothes were soaked, she felt ashamed.

She lost her balance and fell into her cousin's arms, spilling the tea in her hand onto his clothes.

"Give me the cup," Lu Zhan suddenly said.

"Huh?" Zhiwan looked at him with some confusion.

Lu Zhan pointed to her hand, "The cup in your hand."

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan realized what was happening and hurriedly handed the empty cup back to him.

Lu Zhan took the cup and poured her another cup of tea.

Zhiwan had no appetite for tea at the moment, but when Lu Zhan offered it to her, she still reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you, cousin."

Lu Zhan didn't say anything more.

He picked up his cup and quietly drank his tea, but his mind inevitably drifted back to the slender waist he had just touched.

Are all young women's waists this slender and supple?

He remembered the dream he had last night.

In his dream last night, the girl tried to snatch the painting from his hand, and in the heat of the moment, she fell into his arms. Just now, when his cousin fell into his arms, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Even though they are two completely different people, he felt the same way about them.

Are all girls in the world the same?

He had never been in contact with any other girls. The only two he had been in contact with were the girl in his dream and his cousin in front of him.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan frowned and looked at Zhiwan.

The little girl sat close to the maid, looking very reserved and uneasy, perhaps because of the fright she had just experienced.

Lu Zhan paused for a moment, realizing he was overthinking things.

My cousin is timid and gentle, but the girl in my dream was bold and unrestrained, with a spoiled and somewhat feisty personality.

They are two completely different people.

Lu Zhan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and broke the silence, asking, "What did you do just now?"

While still feeling annoyed, Zhiwan blurted out, "I went to the bookstore and also to Zhiweizhai."

"A bookstore?" Lu Zhan asked.

Zhiwan calmed down and replied, "Yes, I went and bought two books."

She kept her painting a secret from even her aunt, so naturally she couldn't tell her cousin either.

Fortunately, Lu Zhan didn't ask any further questions.

He hummed in response and said nothing more.

(End of this chapter)