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" Who Are You-- YanZhang or My Lan Zhan?!! " Chapter 7 Updated New

Chapter 7

Who Are You-- YanZhang or My Lan Zhan?!!

Penong Palace , 1858:

They stared at each other in the pouring rain and the darkness punctuated by flashes of lightning . Wei Ying stared at the now-dark figure : was it really Lan Zhan ?

Apparently, it was, as the lightning flashed obligingly.

Wei Ying drew in a breath, conscious of the fact that Lan Zhan had seen him , and was now walking towards him.

"Lady Qing , is that you?"

Wei Ying's throat was jammed. He supposed he should clear Lan Zhan's misconceptions, but somehow his voice refused to cooperate.

He came closer to where Wei Ying was ; he supposed Lan Zhan could see his face now. Wei Ying could see a sliver of his own face, his nose nearly touching his own.

"What's that you're wearing?"

His hand came up to take off the veil away from Wei Ying's face.

That action of his seemed to clear his senses. Wei Ying twisted away at once, shielding his identity from him. If he didn't know it was Wei Ying, so much the better.

"Qing ?"repeated Lan Zhan, quite plainly confused.

Wei Ying let out a squeak.

"No."

"What?" he said, now sounding bewildered : he seemed to have been sure that it was Qing, under the veil.

"I'm not- not Lady Qing ," he managed to gasp out at last.

There was a pause.

"I am ...sorry," Lan Zhan said at last. "There are not...many young ladies in the palace. Princess Qing has only arrived from overseas...a fortnight ago."

"I only joined today," he managed to say at last. Why, he thought, was Lan Zhan acting almost as though he was... habituated in that time. What on earth was going on here? For God's sake, is Zu here too? He thought.

"Pardon my mistake, madam," he said, clearly unaware of Wei Ying's gender, in a polite voice. "Allow me to escort you back to the palace. This weather is not suitable for young maidens."

Lightly taking Wei Ying's arm, Lan Zhan guided him back to the palace doors. He stopped at the entrance, and it was then that Wei Ying saw him properly, in the light of the torches.

Lan Zhan didn't look like Lan Zhan at all.

For one, he was wearing something white, for the second his face seemed tender....soft. Almost....as though he'd suddenly developed normal human feelings.

He's a lookalike, just as I am of Princess Qing, thought Wei Ying, his impression becoming clear.

He isn't Lan Zhan ...at least, not the one I know. Sudden relief filled Wei Ying's mind, his intestines seemed to be functioning normally again.

The Lan Zhan-lookalike gave a short bow. "I hope you have a pleasant night, madam," he said courteously. Then he turned and exited the doors, closing them behind him.

His feelings more ruffled than ever, Wei Ying ran up the staircases to his room, and unsuccessfully attempted to sleep.

How was it possible for two people to be so alike and so different?