The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 189: Haohao is the only reason

Ning Yuxuan lowered his gaze and stayed silent.

Wen Wan was floundering as she lamented, "Wan-er asked you last time, who was more important, Teacher Ji or Wan-er. My lord, didn't you answer that Wan-er is more important? Why are you siding with him now?"

It seemed as if the servants had just heard some unspeakable gossip. They were all seriously looking towards the inner part of the room to hear more.

Liu Hanyun cleared her throat with a cough and gestured at Chunpi to lead everyone else outside, then she closed the doors and locked it.

Ning Yuxuan let go of Wan Wan's hand and finally spoke, "This isn't an issue of taking sides. Why did you steal Teacher Ji's painting?"

Wen Wan was flabbergasted. She looked just like a pig with her swollen face. After trying to stammer out a reply for a while, she regained the courage of her convictions and said, "My lord, you never gave me a painting like that one. Why did you give something like that to Teacher Ji? He's a man! Is a man better than Wan-er?!"

Ji Man felt as if she was drunk. She had frequently seen men and women arguing. Every time, the woman would eventually find an issue and unreasonably blow it out of proportion. As soon as the woman started to cry, she would almost always win the argument without exception.

80% of men would be absolutely powerless when this womanly skill of crying was taken out. This skill could be considered a woman's weapon under ordinary circumstances.

But, if a woman employed this type of act during a dire situation, it would only be seen as unreasonable, nonsensical, and brain-dead behavior.

Ji Man almost couldn't resist going forward and slapping Wen Wan again. Now that she had experience it once, she knew that smacking Wen Wan was an excellent way of relieving discomfort and anger.

"What was the image on that painting?" Ning Yuxuan suddenly asked Wen Wan.

Wen Wan was stunned. When she thought of that painting, it felt as if her heart was being cut into pieces. "It was a painting of a family between my lord and... Nie Sangyu."

At the mention of that name, Wen Wan's tears fell. "It's already been so long. Didn't my lord say you would cherish the people in front of you? Why do you still miss her? In what way is she better than me?"

Liu Hanyun had quietly sat down on the side and was watching Wen Wan like she was only watching a play. From time to time, she would glance at Ji Man with her brow furrowed.

"She's better than you in every way." Ji Man continued, "If a man from a commoner family married you, he would still be able to be happy for a lifetime. But if someone with the marquis's background marries you, it would truly be a lifetime of extremely bad luck for him."

"What nonsense are you saying?" Wen Wan fiercely glared at Ji Man. "How can it be your place to talk? It can't be that you think it would better for the marquis to marry a man like you, right? Although Wan-er doesn't have the ability to accomplish great things, Wan-er is still knowledgeable and sensible enough!"

"En, it's certainly true that you're not capable of accomplishing great things." Ji Man nodded without even looking at her and indifferently said, "Back when you were locked in the woodshed, you poisoned yourself and tried to lay the blame on me. The crown princess consort only needed to say a few words to pull you over to her side. After that, you were perfect willingly to act as her pawn. You keep saying that you love the marquis, but you ended up betraying him while trying to compete for favor. This man used to have so much affection for you, but you slowly grounded those feelings down to nothing. You're such a failure as a woman. It would have been better if you had married Butcher Zhang back then."