The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 142: A secret that she hadn't known

Wen Wan's expression was quite marvelous to watch after she realized it was Nie Sangyu, who had come out of the room. To describe it in simpler terms, it was as if red, yellow, white, and green had been blown up together to make fireworks that lit up the entire night sky.

Right after Ji Man said what she wanted to, she turned around and started to scamper away.

Unexpectedly, she heard Ning Yuxuan shout from behind her, "Nie Sangyu!"

Nothing good could happen when he even included her last name. Ji Man's steps paused, and she slowly turned around to look at him.

"Why are you in such a rush to leave?" Marquis Moyu took a few breaths to calm down, gently pushed Wen Wan's hands away from himself, and looked at Nie Sangyu as he said, "Are you not hungry?"

She had eaten dinner before coming here. Why would she be hungry? Ji Man thought; Ning Yuxuan's brain must be broken today. Still, she properly answered, "This servant isn't hungry."

Wen Wan helplessly stood in place with her fingers tightly clutched together. She felt wave after wave of pain as she looked at Ning Yuxuan. In the past, no matter where they were, he would always be looking at her. But now, she was standing next to him, and he looked past her as if she didn't exist.

She had originally thought he had released the sky lanterns for her, but why was Nie Sangyu here?

Having a difficult time calming her heart, Wen Wan was so anxious that she stopped breathing. She wanted to take a step forward, but she ended up fainting.

Ning Yuxuan reacted quickly. He caught her before she felt onto the ground and noticed that she was slightly feverish when his hand touched her forehead.

It was a cold winter night, and she had rushed over here without being dressed for the weather. It would be strange if she wasn't feeling hot. Marquis Moyu frowned. He leaned over, picked her up, pushed open the doors, and carried her inside.

"Since you're not hungry, then you can go back first."

Ji Man shrugged. Looking at the sky lanterns that were gradually floating too high up to be seen, she turned around and left the western courtyard.

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Wen Wan was having a nightmare. In her dream, Marquis Moyu was holding Nie Sangyu's hand, and they were gradually walking farther and farther away from her. She did her best to chase after them, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up."

"No... I don't want this..."

Nie Sangyu's face turned slightly towards her. Her smiling face was full of contentment and happiness. Seeing this sight, Wen Wan felt as if vines with venomous thorns were wrapping around her heart and making it difficult for her to breath.

"You wretched woman..."

Inside a room in the western courtyard, the doctor took his hand back, wrote out a prescription, and handed it over to Tanxiang. On his way out, he couldn't resist looking at a nearby table.

The table was full of dishes, but there was an especially strange thing at the center of the table, a braised pig head had been placed on top of a cutting board. The doctor had no idea why someone would do such a strange thing.

It seemed that the marquis's taste was getting more and more bizarre.

Ning Yuxuan was quietly sitting nearby. Seeing Wen Wan, who wasn't at peace even in her sleep, he let out a small sigh.

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When Wen Wan woke up, the pain in her heart remained. When she raised her eyes and saw Marquis Moyu, she felt a bit better. But, thinking of that scene in her dream, she couldn't resist crying. She grabbed his sleeve and asked him while weeping, "My lord, why does your heart no longer have Wan-er?"