The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

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"Madam, have you seen the tricks being used by Nie Sangyu?" Seated near Wen Wan, Qi Siling looked at her and said, "Originally, everyone thought that she wouldn't be able to reverse her fortunes. But in the end, she still moved into Feiwan Courtyard by relying on Old Madame's support. She also had the marquis go to her own courtyard of his own initiative. Madam, it's not that Siling wants to gossip and meddle. Since you don't have the temperament to compete and vie for the marquis's favor, the marquis will be stolen by someone sooner or later."

Wen Wan was barely able to force herself to smile. "I don't believe you. I know that the person he loves the most is me."

Qi Siling sighed. She couldn't refute those words. However, Nie Sangyu was truly powerful. If the marquis's heart wasn't with Wen Wan, Nie Sangyu would have definitely already taken back her position as the main wife. Wen Wan could sleep without worries right now, but the rest of them couldn't be sure that Nie Sangyu would be able to tolerate them and leave them alone. And so, she had to plan ahead.

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After washing up and changing into plain sleeping clothes, Ning Yuxuan's hair was still slightly wet as he leaned against the side of the bed and waited for her.

As Ji Man slowly finished getting ready for bed, she silently thought, was this a beauty trap? Ning Yuxuan must have lost his mind if he came here to try to seduce Nie Sangyu. But seriously, what was he thinking? He hated Nie Sangyu so much. Why was he still repeatedly coming here to sleep with her?

"My lord." After Ji Man finished puttering around, she stood by the bed.

Ning Yuxuan looked at her for a moment, then he shifted towards the inside of the bed to signal for her to come onto the bed.

Right after Ji Man got onto the bed, he hugged her. Her heart jumped from shock and she reached her hand out to press against his chest in resistance. She wasn't able to hide her feelings either and there was undisguised refusal on her face.

Ning Yuxuan's eyes became more intense. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't want to serve me in bed?"

Ji Man hurriedly smile and said, "Of course not."

"Then, why did I just see resistance in your eyes?" Ning Yuxuan faintly smiled.

"You must have saw wrong. I'm too busy feeling happy." Ji Man straightforwardly smiled and directly lied down on the bed, "Come on!"

Looking at her valiant expression as if she was letting herself die as a martyr, Ning Yuxuan silently laughed in his heart. He didn't hesitant and immediately went forward.

"Wait!" Ji Man called out.

"What? Ning Yuxuan lightly raised the string on her dudou. His eyes were full of teasing intent.

Ji Man swallowed her saliva, resisted the urge to kick him off of her, and gently said, "My lord, this servant has another story. Do you want to hear it?"

Ning Yuxuan fake smiled and turned over to lie down by her side. With one hand supporting his head, he looked at her with bright eyes and said, "Tell me about it."

"This time, I'm telling a story about a fisherman." Ji Man swallowed her saliva and seriously said, "A long time ago..."

By the time the candlelight had burned out, Ji Man had finished telling two stories. She was so tired that she was about to fall asleep. But, Marquis Moyu continued to look at her in high spirits. "Are you finished?"

Seeing the flame in his eyes, Ji Man hurriedly shook her head, "I haven't! Keep listening to me!"

Marquis Moyu gently stroked her hair. "It's fine. You can slowly talk. I'm very curious, exactly how many stories do you know."