The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 177: Stealing requires professional skills

Seeing that Ji Man was agreeing, Wen Wan was especially happy. Clutching her handkerchief, she said, "Since that's the case, Wan-er will leave to prepare. Once the time comes, Wan-er will send Tanxiang over to notify Teacher Ji."

"Alright." Ji Man smiled and nodded.

Ning Yuxuan was an especially troublesome person to deal with. If there wasn't a good reason, Ji Man wouldn't try to challenge his bottom line. Even if he had become slightly interested in her, there were limits to what he would overlook. If she dared to mess with his plans by relying on the small amount of interest he felt towards her, she would get chopped up into meatballs.

Wen Wan's scheme was simply at the level of children playing house. Would Ning Yuxuan be stupid enough to allow people to steal such an important seal through such a simple method?

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After Ji Man ate lunch, she left the estate in the afternoon to look for someone. She didn't know where Zhu Yurun and Marquis Moyu had gone today, but they would probably be gone all day. This would give her chance to go the inn that Zhangjun Prince was staying at and borrow a person from Wu Yong.

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Ning Yuxuan didn't return home until dinnertime. As soon as he came back, he summoned her to his study. He had bad news for her.

"Yingchen's carriage flipped over on his way home last night, and he's suffered some injuries. Miss Zhu has already gone over there to take care of him."

Ji Man was slightly shocked. "How bad are his injuries?"

"It's not that serious. Miss Zhu originally shouldn't have stayed at Qian Residence, but she insisted on staying to care of Yingchen until he fully recovers, so I just went along with her wishes." As Ning Yuxuan said this, he watched her reaction to this news. "What have you been up to today?"

Ji Man blinked. "I gave the heir lessons and talked a bit with Mistress Wan, then I went out to buy some bridal gifts."

"It's obvious that your wedding isn't going to work out. Why are you still buying bridal gifts?" Ning Yuxuan sneered. "Do you really have your heart set on marrying that woman?"

"No." Ji Man slightly sighed and said, "I think that it's unlikely that Sir Qian will be willing to marry Miss Zhu. In order to avoid offending Assistant Minister Zhu, this one can only help the marquis clean up his mess by giving Miss Zhu a graceful way out."

"How did it become you cleaning up my mess?" Marquis Moyu raised an eyebrow.

Ji Man sighed again. "Sir Qian is the marquis's close friend, and his official position is lower than Sir Zhu's. If he really insists on not marrying Miss Zhu, Sir Zhu naturally won't force him in order to give face to you. But, if that happens, he'll naturally feel resentful. This one's action is only to help you dispel away Sir Zhu's resentment."

Ning Yuxuan was stunned for a moment. He stood up, walked to her side, and lowered his head to look at her. "Your words do have some logic to them."

Feeling this man's scent getting too close, Ji Man lowered her head to maintain distance. She sensed Ning Yuxuan raising his hand as if he wanted to touch the fake skin mask on her face.

Just as his hand was almost touching her face, Wen Wan suddenly appeared by the doorway. Seeing the intimate scene between these two people, the smile on her face stiffened as she called out, "My lord."

"Why did you come here?" Ning Yuxuan put his hand down and sat back down on his chair. He held up a cup of tea to cover up his awkward feeling.

Wen Wan raised her feet as she stepped past the threshold. She put down a bowl of chicken soup and said, "Wan-er hasn't seen my lord in so long, so Wan-er wanted to make something and bring it over to my lord."