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Golden Breeze and Jade Dew Passing Secretly - Chapter 3: Honesty and Comparison - Reasons 

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Looking at Leng Lan, who was fast asleep on the bed, Zhu Xiuzhi felt a surge of excitement.
The brightly colored, silky quilt only covered her lower body; her slightly sheer spring dress was open, and even lying flat, her large breasts remained erect. One of the straps of her bodice had come undone, revealing a large expanse of her fair and tender breasts, with some bluish marks on them. He frowned slightly; those were his marks.
He restrained his trembling hands, went over, and gently covered her with the blanket. He looked at her tightly furrowed brows, which remained even in her sleep. Her face had regained some color compared to that night, and her bright red lips were slightly pouting, alluring. He stared at her for a long time, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. Just one kiss would be enough.
He leaned in and gently kissed her lips, as soft and sweet as he remembered. He slowly and delicately licked the shape of her lips, wanting more. His hands involuntarily slipped under the covers and covered her breasts, gently kneading them. They were so full, so firm, so smooth and delicate, that he couldn't bear to let them go. He told himself, just a little longer, just a little longer…
A little while later, he had already lifted the bodice, and the sight of spring made him involuntarily nibble on the two large jade peaches with his mouth, his tongue teasing the tips, where there were still his teeth marks. He hoped that they wouldn't leave scars, and that he would definitely make it up to her and treat her well in the future.
His hand crossed the plain and reached below, but afraid of waking her, he gently pinched and rubbed. Her genitals were smooth and hairless, a "white tiger"—he liked clean women. He touched her gently through her underwear; it was so sweet, yet also inhuman torture. He felt a slight dampness on his fingers; even in her sleep, her body was still aroused… This realization made his hand and mouth even more reluctant to leave. He felt he was about to collapse. This was no longer the person he usually was!
In her dream, Zhanlan felt waves of tingling pleasure wash over her body. The touch on her breasts was so gentle, and the nibbling made her feel both tingly and itchy, making her unwilling to wake up. Oh, he was touching her down there again, and even using that thing to nudge her. Heaven's will, she wanted to sleep!
"Tianyi, stop making noise..." Zhanlan muttered, pushing away the head that was stuck to her.
This was like a bucket of cold water poured over Zhu Xiuzhi's head. He bit down hard on the peach tip, forcing her to wake up.
As soon as Zhanlan woke up, she met a pair of eyes burning red, whether from lust or anger, she couldn't tell. She quickly realized that she had transmigrated; what had just happened wasn't fate, and there would never be another fate like that. A wave of sadness washed over her.
“Your Highness…” Zhanlan looked at him calmly. Who else could be on this bed at this moment but Your Highness?
Although they had consummated their marriage, she only woke up briefly, before the prince knocked her unconscious again. Zhu Xiuzhi rolled over, telling himself to calm down, calm down, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead…
The fleeting disappointment in her eyes when she woke up didn't escape his notice. "Who is Tianyi? What's it to you?"
Zhanlan was taken aback. Had she unintentionally called out Tianyi's name? "Tianyi? Someone who has nothing to do with the prince, someone who has nothing to do with this place!"
The voice had grown colder, "It's irrelevant. You were calling out another man's name in my bed?"
Zhanlan pondered the risks of telling the man before her that she wasn't Yu'er. But if she didn't, she couldn't truly impersonate Yu'er. She didn't know kung fu, couldn't wield a whip, didn't understand society, and lacked Yu'er's enthusiasm and boldness…
Zhu Xiuzhi frowned as he looked at the calm Leng Lan before him. It was both yes and no, no yet. Could it be that the old monk's prophecy from five years ago was true...?
Who exactly are you?
Zhanlan looked at the prince, who had calmed down. This man was really hard to deal with. Just a moment ago he was unable to get rid of her, but now he was turning on her. She was weighing which was safer...
"I'm asking if, if I weren't Leng Lan, would Your Highness believe me?" Zhan Lan was still lying down, pulling the blanket up a bit, revealing a section of her fair chest that wasn't fully covered. She smiled, her bright eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
Zhu Xiuzhi forced himself to calm down. He understood that he had no resistance to this body. He had lived for more than 20 years, and it wasn't that he didn't like women, but that he hadn't met a woman he liked yet.
He fixed his gaze on her face. "Where did you come from, soul? Where is Leng Lan?"
Zhu Xiuzhi's reaction surprised Zhan Lan. What kind of place was this? This kind of thing was so common, and she could guess it in a few seconds. Was it not surprising? Her anxious heart finally calmed down.
"My name is Zhanlan, and I come from the modern world, a place you've probably never heard of, and one that has never existed in our history. I died of illness at the age of 25, and my husband was destined to be me. Leng Lan probably perished on our wedding night. Is Your Highness satisfied?"
Zhu Xiuzhi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead without making a sound. In all his years, this was only the second time he had been frightened by something like this. It's true that anything can happen in this world. To put it bluntly, this was a case of possession. There must have been a moment when he was with the corpse... The more he thought about it, the more unsettled he became. He found a chair and sat down.
Looking at Zhu Xiuzhi's gloomy face, Zhanlan thought to herself, although this kind of thing happens a lot here, it will definitely take some time for me to encounter it. This prince's mental fortitude is already quite good. After all, this can be considered as a soul being resurrected. Sigh, soul being resurrected, that's too awful to say!
She tentatively said, "Your Highness, it's late. How about we talk again tomorrow?"
Zhu Xiuzhi was still in shock. After all, there was a big difference between the old monk's prophecy and what actually happened, not to mention that this person was the princess who would later spend every day with him...
No response, no response. Does he want to talk now? Zhan Lan sat up. "Your Highness, although this isn't unusual here, I think it's better to keep it from others, especially General Leng. I'm afraid he can't handle it. After all, Leng Lan is gone, and..."
I didn't hear anything after Zhu Xiu, all I heard were her words "not surprising". This damned woman, from which strange corner did she jump out and actually say "not surprising".
"This is a zombie transformation, a possession of another's body, a demon, you deserve to be burned alive." Zhu Xiuzhi had already accepted the facts, but he still wouldn't let her off easily.
Zhanlan's expression changed drastically. Could it be that she was going to have to say goodbye again before she had even begun her rebirth?
"Your Highness, to put it nicely, it's actually my rebirth!" Zhanlan could only grasp at this straw. "Besides, apart from my soul not being Leng Lan's, I'm no different. As long as Your Highness doesn't say anything, no one will find out..."
Zhu Xiuzhi stared at her speechlessly. This woman really was twenty-five years old, and she said the longest sentence he had ever uttered: "Since you're not afraid of others finding out that you're not Leng Lan, why did you tell me?"
“This…you already guessed it, didn’t you? I thought you could see through it right away. There must be a precedent for this.” Zhanlan sighed. It turned out she had misunderstood. “Besides, I’m not familiar with anything here. With your help, I will adapt better.”
Looking at the beautiful woman before him, her face filled with disappointment, Zhu Xiuzhi found it hard to believe that such a different soul resided within her. The old monk's prophecy from five years ago, "It is she, yet not her," still echoed in his ears. It was said that it was a hurdle in his destiny, and as for how to deal with it, the old monk only said one thing: "Let everything be as you wish."
Do you do as you please?
Ignoring Zhan Lan's surprise, Zhu Xiuzhi slowly took off his clothes, lay down on the bed, and casually pulled her into his arms. The faint fragrance in his nose and the soft warmth of her breasts felt wonderful!
He closed his eyes and said in a cool voice, "Go to sleep!"
Zhanlan finally understood the rumors circulating about the Fourth Prince's unpredictable moods and eccentric personality; he truly shouldn't be judged by ordinary standards.
In such a bizarre situation, he could still hold her, who had been resurrected, while she slept. Since he could hold her so gently while she slept, couldn't he at least be a little more tactful in his words?
After much deliberation, Zhanlan concluded that Zhanlan had suffered a traumatic experience in her childhood, which led to her distorted personality and facial paralysis.
She adjusted herself and moved a little further away from him. Although she was his queen, she was not used to being with men who were not her destined partners.
Zhu Xiuzhi felt the tickling and alienation in his arms, and hugged her even tighter in a domineering manner. No matter who was in this body, this body was his queen. Whether it was Leng Lan or Zhan Lan, different souls were the same to him. In any case, it was the first time he had come into contact with them, and everything had to start anew.
Since she's an obstacle for him, he's determined to overcome her.
The gap that had just been created was quickly closed again. Listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling his warm breath, she felt inexplicably safe, much like the feeling in Tianyi's arms, except that Tianyi's muscles weren't as firm.
"Shall we talk? I'm no longer Leng Lan. Can you let me leave the palace?" Zhan Lan said.
Then she felt the arms holding her tighten even more, squeezing her chest so much that it was severely deformed and made her feel suffocated.
Okay, then I disagree! Come to think of it, he can immediately hold her, who has been resurrected, and sleep with her, so he definitely won't let her leave.
She continued, "What Yu'er knows, I don't know. I don't know anyone here. I don't know what to do?"
After a long while, Azure heard a reply.
What can you do?
“I used to draw anime.” Zhanlan finished speaking and, seeing him frown slightly, quickly explained, “I was a professional artist.”
Zhu Xiuzhi slightly opened his eyes, somewhat incredulous. Painting? "There's more?"
“I can also play the piano, and I’m pretty good at it,” Zhanlan thought about it more carefully and realized that she really knew a lot. “I can also play chess, I’m good at cooking, and I’m also very good at cross-stitch.”
Zhu Xiuzhi kept his eyes closed and showed no reaction, only asking, "Anything else?"
Zhanlan raised her head and shook her head at him. She felt that she knew enough. She was a modern person, and it was not easy for her to know so many ancient things!
After a long while, Zhanlan thought he had fallen asleep, but then she heard him say, "If you don't want to be burned alive, you'd better not tell anyone about this."
After hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, she was safe! With the prince's protection, she no longer had to live in fear of being exposed.
Zhanlan sincerely said "thank you" and snuggled closer to him. She felt his arms tighten, followed by a slightly hoarse, somewhat angry voice: "Sleep!" He suddenly realized that he had said more tonight than he had in a whole year. Frustrated!
Zhanlan thought to herself, if he doesn't mind that she has been reincarnated, shouldn't she also put aside her pride and accept being his queen? After all, today's outcome is better than she expected!
Could he please stop pressing his hand on her chest? It's so heavy. And could he please stop pressing that huge thing against her like that? It's keeping me awake.
Looks like the day I'll be sleeping with him isn't far off!

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