Ning Yuxuan was silent for a long time before he suddenly smiled. “If you say you’re Nie Sangyu, then I really can’t believe you. But, regardless of who you are, you really can only be her.”
Ji Man’s heart jumped and she secretly scolded herself. Her careless words had attracted Marquis Moyu’s suspicion. But after Ning Yuxuan said those words, she felt uncertain.
Had he always been suspicious about her?
After the person in front of her turned around and left, Ji Man blankly stood there for a while before she returned to the ting yu xuan.
The crown prince had already left. She reckoned that he had just come here to take a look. Old madame and Noble Consort Nie were still inside talking. In a well-behaved manner, Ji Man poured tea for them after entering the room.
“Do you think I would make life difficult for that woman if she was as well-behaved as Sangyu?" Old madame took the cup of tea and sighed.
Noble Consort Nie smiled and said, “If you’re not satisfied with your daughter-in-law, then just have Yuxuan divorce her and have him remarry. Look at you. Right now, you should be living in comfort in your old age, but you’re letting yourself be angered to this state by a junior.”
“I do want Xuan-er to divorce her.” Old madame looked serious for a moment, but her shoulders slumped down in defeat as she said, “It’s because I’m worried that they’ll act out the tragedy of A Peacock Flying to the Southeast. Xuan-er is deeply in love with her. I can’t forcibly break up their marriage. I can only hope that Xuan-er will wake up one day and see that woman’s true colors.”
(T/N: A Peacock Flying to the Southeast is a poem about a tragic love story of newly weds that were forced apart by the husband’s mother. As a result, they committed suicide in hopes that they could be together in the next life.)
Ji Man thought; it was an impossible for Ning Yuxuan to wake up on his own. Right now, the story had already changed a lot from the original novel and it continued to deviate even further. Even she didn’t know what would happen in the future.
But, the feelings between the male lead and female lead were the central theme. If one day, Marquis Moyu suddenly stopped loving Wen Wan, what would the novel change into?
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Wen Wan was very happy that old madame was no longer in the residence, but she felt a bit depressed that Ning Yuxuan hadn’t come to see her in the past few days. Instead, he visited Qian Lianxue and Mu Shuiqing.
Qian Lianxue was sickly and Mu Shuqing was pregnant. There wasn’t anything wrong with him visiting them more often. But counting the days, he hadn’t slept with her for several days already. If this continued, how could she get pregnant?
Wen Wan was very worried. Feeling worried, she went to the garden to walk around. Once she went to the garden, she met Ning Mingjie again. He was feeling bored from being idle, so he was in the garden collecting snow that had fallen on the flowers.
Because of what had happened last time, Wen Wan felt slightly embarrassed when she saw Ning Mingjie. She didn’t know if she should approach him to greet him or turn around and leave. Fortunately, she saw Qi Siling coming over in the other direction, which solved her problem.
“Madam, this concubine has something to say.” Qi Siliang pulled her to the side and they avoided Ning Mingjie.
“What?” Wen Wan looked at her and asked.
Qi Siling had their servant girls stand farther away before she said heartfelt and sincere words, “Madam, the marquis’s household has strict rules. You should avoid the marquis’s cousin as much as possible. Even if you weren’t the woman in the marquis’ heart and you were only an ordinary concubine, he’ll still feel unhappy if his woman gets too close to another man. Don’t try using those cheap tricks on the marquis.”
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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...