The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 167: I just want to be a teacher

Zhao Zhe was stunned by her words. "How did I misunderstand?"

Ji Man straightened her sitting posture. With an especially grave expression, she said, "Based on what this one knows, Marquis Moyu has always been on your side. It was only when you decided to give up on the fight for the throne that he chose to help the third prince ascend the throne. Otherwise, how would he be able to save himself? Of course, once that happened, suspicion and hostility sprouted between you and the marquis. The marquis hasn't been able to say anything to you, so he can only silently care for the dowager empress to show his loyalty.

"Oh?" Zhao Zhe sneered. "Is that really it?"

"That's exactly it." Although sweat was dripping down Ji Man's back, her expression was very calm. "This one had the good fortune to have served in the marquis's household for a while and is aware of certain matters. Marquis Moyu is a person that the Your Highness can draw to your side. Your Highness, if you miss the opportunity to obtain this knife for yourself, it'll be your loss."

Zhao Zhe changed his seating posture. He looked at her with smiling eyes. "You want me to draw him to my side even though he indirectly caused your entire family to die?"

By the side, Wu Yong glanced at Ji Man.

Ji Man clenched her jaw and said, "This one will naturally think of a way to get retribution for my own affairs. Still, before Your Highness accomplishes his great mission, how can this one attend to my personal grudges? Naturally, this one has to look at the general state of things. Based on the general situation, there will only be plenty of advantages and no disadvantages if Your Highness can abandon your bygone enmity toward Marquis Moyu."

The inside of the carriage was silent for a long time. It was impossible to decipher Zhao Zhe's dark and gloomy expression. Ji Man could only silently pray that his brain wasn't work so that he would believe the nonsense that she had spouted.

A long time later, Zhangjun Prince finally unhurriedly asked, "Why do you think Yuxuan can be swayed to my side? It could even be said that he's absolutely loyal to the new emperor."

Ji Man wiped her sweat. Slightly smiling, she spat out two words, "Wen Wan."

Zhao Zhe's sudden sharp gaze felt as if it could penetrate her body. Ji Man did her best to maintain her light smile and keep her suddenly wobbly-feeling legs from trembling.

Wen Wan had always been a very important pawn. Although Ning Yuxuan had divorced Qi Siling, Wen Wan continued to live her life peacefully in the estate. It wasn't clear if it was because she had hidden supporters, or if it was because Marquis Moyu's feelings towards her were different. Still, as long as she remained in the estate, the connection between Marquis Moyu and Zhao Zhe couldn't be broken.

Zhao Zhe probably thought that no one would find this important, but she had once been part of that household. How could she not understand this?

"I used to think that when you said that you wanted to be advisor, you were just fooling around to try to make a living," Zhangjun Prince slowly said, "I didn't expect that you actually had a bit of cleverness in you."

Ji Man dryly laughed. "Your Highness, if you think this one is worthy of use, this one can also go to the marquis's estate to find out news for you."

"You?" Zhao Zhe raised his eyebrow. "How can you go there?"

"Your Highness, you forgot. Right now, this one is Ji Man, not someone else." Ji Man stretched her hand up and stroked her little mustache. "This one heard that the marquis is looking for a teacher for his heir. Although this one is untalented, this one can still be considered an acceptable candidate."