Ji Man wanted to cry, but she didn't have tears. Being watched over by Ning Yuxuan, she didn't dare to go to sleep. She could only drink tea and long-windedly tell stories. By the time it was dawn, her voice had already become hoarse.
Ning Yuxuan didn't sleep the entire night. He watched this woman the entire night to see how long she could talk. But, she actually didn't stop until dawn arrived. His face continued to show a slight smile, but he had almost fallen asleep several times.
"My lord, did you enjoy listening?" Ji Man hoarsely asked.
Marquis Moyu curved his lips. "It was good. Good to the point that I don't even want to sleep. But, there are still things I have to do at the Ministry of Justice today. When I come back tonight, you can continue telling me these stories."
Continue telling? Ji Man tried her best to smile, but her face had turned a different color. Damn, did he think she was an audio book for One thousand one nights?
With her face as stiff as a corpse, she helped him change his clothes and walked him to the entrance. But, Ji Man still properly saluted at the entrance, "My lord, take care."
The person in front of her turned around after only walking a few steps. In the red glow of sunrise, his face was as gentle and warm as jade, "You didn't use to dislike me like this. It seems like I did something wrong somewhere. I'll treat you well in the future, Sangyu."
Ji Man raised her head to look at him and froze in surprise. His outline was still illuminated by the rising sun. She didn't know why, perhaps it was radiant sunshine, or perhaps it was some other reason. This person looked like a solemn and serious Buddha that was finally showing a smile of pity.
After a long time pause, Ji Man lowered her head again and Ning Yuxuan resumed walking away.
He had actually noticed her dislike. Moreover, he hadn't gotten mad and had actually said he would treat her well. Was this a naturally deep-rooted problem in men – despicably cheap?
When Nie Sangyu had liked him that much, she didn't move him and he even gave her the cold shoulder for six years. Now that she, an innocent person, had replaced Nie Sangyu, was he feeling a sense of novelty?
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Ning Yuxuan was sitting in the Ministry of Department's office. His head was supporting his chin as he quietly fell asleep.
The crown prince had been discussing with the crowd of advisors and important ministers for a long time. When he turned his head, he saw Marquis Moyu peacefully sleeping. His long eyelashes were quietly lowered and his thin lips were lightly pressed together. Compared to when he was awake, he looked a few degrees gentler.
Ning Yuxuan rarely fell asleep when he was outside. Finding the sight laughable, the crown prince, Zhao Zhe waved his hand to dismiss everyone. He sat down next to Ning Yuxuan and called out, "Yuxuan?"
Marquis Moyu woke up. His eyes showed that he was utterly exhausted, "What happened?"
"Did you not sleep well last night?" Zhao Zhe said with a smile, "I heard that there's been hostility between you and your wife. The princess consort has a slight friendship with Wen-shi. Do you want her to go over and help you?"
To say that they were friends wasn't very accurate. The princess consort had only helped Wen Wan with arranging her dowry because of the crown prince. To say that the two of them were close, Ning Yuxuan didn't dare to have such complimentary thoughts. However, for the crown prince to even know that he and Wen Wan were having a disagreement lately... Ning Yuxuan slanted his head and said to the crown prince, "No need to bother the princess consort. I stayed at another place and listened to stories the entire night yesterday, so I wasn't able to sleep well."
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The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir
Historical FictionNot my story for offline reading purposes. This is book 1 Credits to Fuyu Neko who is the translator Link:https://www.novelupdates.com/series/the-dreamer-in-the-spring-boudoir/ "I can't accept this! I can't! Even as a ghost, I'm going to spend eter...