The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 151: What?

Note: Full chapter title because it's too long (What? Did you think this was going to be a reenactment of the Legend of the White Snake?)

For a moment, Ji Man thought that if a woman like Wen Wan was placed into modern-day, it would be quite interesting. Wen Wan was an ambitious woman, but she only knew how to use foolish and lowly tactics. In the end, she might even blame her boss and say, "Why won't you promote me?"

She mistakenly thought that her work quality was very good, but the value of medicine was based on its healing efficiency, not on empty boasts. If you want other people recognize your abilities, then you had to actually be capable of executing what you said you would do. There had to be an exchange of equivalent value. If you only looked at the world from your own perspective, then it would always be biased.

Ji Man didn't bother with arguing with Wen Wan. She left after telling Wen Wan that she should be going to the mourning hall soon.

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The mourning hall was small, and the coffin at the center wasn't big either. When all was said and done, Ning Yuxuan did care about this child. He had personally come to the mourning hall to burn incense and remained crouched down to burn paper offerings.

When Wen Wan arrived, her eyes were like water pipes that had exploded. Her falling tears were like a torrential storm. As she cried, she shouted, "My child..."

The guilt in Marquis Moyu's heart increased.

All of the other women in the harem had also come, but Xia-shi and Liu Hanyun had avoided bringing their children.

After Xia-shi had taken her turn in kneeling and burning incense for Yun-er, she went over to Nie Sangyu's side and whispered, "She had been a perfectly good baby, but she died just like that. How could a mother be that careless?"

Wen Wan seemed to have heard Xia-shi's words. She turned her head and hatefully glared at her.

Xia-shi shrunk back so that she was standing behind Nie Sangyu. Then, stretching her head out partially, she said, "So scary."

In a low voice, Liu Hanyun said, "There's no need for you to say so much. Right now, the marquis is feeling unhappy, Wan-er is also feeling upset over losing her baby. Stop saying stuff that will make the situation worse."

Xia-shi twitched her lips. Not convinced by these words, she said, "I just feel that if I was the one holding the child, even if a someone was riding a donkey and bumped into me, I still wouldn't have let go and let the child drop onto the ground."

With his eyes still closed, Ning Yuxuan quietly reprimanded, "Cailian."

(T/N: Cailian means gathering lotus flowers. Back in chapter 125, Xia-shi said her first name was Lianxin. I think the author might have forgotten? Xia-shi's first name is never mentioned again for the rest of the novel.)

Xia-shi finally stopped talking.

With redden eyes, Wen Wan said, "The Heavens sees all. If I had been holding Yun-er securely, how could I have possible let her fall down?!"

On the side, Mu Shuiqing, who had been silent until now, quietly said, "Yeah, the grievances that a child feels is the strongest after all. Miss Wan-er wouldn't want to be haunted by Yun-er's resentful spirit, so how could she possibly want to harm Yun-er."

After these words were said, the nearby Monk Xuwu uttered a Buddhist prayer.

Wen Wan lowered her eyes.

After saluting, Ji Man followed Ning Yuxuan out of the mourning hall. Wen Wan would have to stay here for a while to keep watch over Yun-er. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ji Man told Ning Yuxuan about Errong and Nie Qingyun's matter.