The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 144: Misunderstanding Nie Sangyu's wish

Ji Man looked at him with an extremely frustrated gaze for a long time. After she finally calmed down her breathing, she took his brush and wrote out the words, "I love you" on the fine writing paper.

"How do you read this?"

Ning Yuxuan raised his eyebrows. This woman was strangely focused on these words. He pursed his lips and asked, "What are you scheming?"

"This servant just wants to hear my lord say these words to me," Ji Man said.

Marquis Moyu was silent for a while, then he took the fine writing paper away. Sounding very cool, he said, "Let's talk about this tonight. I'm busy with something right now."

Ji Man, "..."

She had slightly calmed down from her earlier excited state. She turned around and walked out of the study. Looking at the clear, dark blue sky, Ji Man opened her mouth and sighed.

This dream had lasted too long. Wasn't it about time for it to end?

After Ji Man returned to Feiwan Courtyard, Dengxin had many things to report to her, but Ji Man didn't pay attention to any of it. Anyways, as long as Ning Yuxuan said those three words to her tonight, she would be able to go back. What was the point in continuing to concern herself in these matters?

Sitting on the bed, she thought about all the things that had happened. She thought of the people that were no longer here, Old Madame, Gancao, and Qian Lianxue... She still had so many connections to this world. Unfortunately, her outlook on life and principles didn't match this world. It was impossible for her to find a man here and decided to spend the rest of her life with him. Staying here was the same as agreeing to compete for favor until the day she died.

And so, when Ning Yuxuan came over that night, Ji Man was still in high spirits. She pulled him over to sit on the bed and looked at him with a hopeful gaze.

Marquis Moyu wasn't an idiot. The current Nie Sangyu wasn't a person that enjoyed hearing honeyed words of love. Why would she be so eager about hearing those simple words?

"The emperor bestowed pear wine to me today." Ning Yuxuan pointed at the container of wine that had been placed on the table. "It was fermented in spring. Today happens to be a good day to drink it. It tastes pretty good."

What? Did they need to drink wine to liven things up?

Ji Man doubtfully looked at the wine. "This servant doesn't have a high tolerance for alcohol..."

The last time she had to drink wine, she had spat it all out into her sleeve.

Ning Yuxuan chuckled, went over to the table, and personally poured two cups. "Do you still remember that on our wedding night, we weren't able to drink our marital wine?"

You don't say! Of course she remembered. At that time, Nie Sangyu had desperately wanted him to drink that wine, and Ning Yuxuan hadn't been able to resist. But, in the end, perhaps because she was too enthusiastic with tilting the cup forward as he drank, he only had a sip before choking and spluttering the wine out. The good luck woman couldn't stop laughing, so Ning Yuxuan dealt with the rest of the wine by pouring into his sleeve.

Back when Ji Man had been watching that memory, she finally understood why people in ancient times had such sweepingly big sleeves.

Ji Man asked, "My lord, are you going to make up for that time by drinking wine now?"

Ning Yuxuan brought the wine to her. The strong smell was a bit pungent, but once she got used to the scent, she could smell a light, sweet fragrance too.