Chapter 169 - A disastrous chemical reaction (2)
The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir
She had been so foolish. She had thought that as long as Ning Yuxuan doted on her, she wouldnât have to worry about anything. But, the result was that Nie Sangyu had taught her what it meant to use skills and tricks. It wasnât enough for Ning Yuxuan to treasure her. She needed to use his feelings to achieve things. She had eaten enough of steamed buns that were as hard as rocks, nightmares while sleeping in the woodshed, and cold indifference from the servants. Little by little, she would slowly snatch back all of the things she had lost.
She wouldnât let a momentary impulse ruin everything again.
So what if the emperor ordered for her to be a servant for the rest of her life? She would show these blind people what a servant was capable of.
When she passed by the gardenâs pond, Wen Wan stopped walking to look at it. There used to be many fishes swimming here. But for an unknown reason, there were many dead fishes floating on the surface of the pond today.
After only briefly looking at the fishes, she felt somewhat discomfited by this sight. Her throat suddenly felt tight and she spat out a mouthful of black blood.
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In the end, the female lead was the female lead. When she was seemingly pushed to a dead end, she would have powerful tools that werenât available to anyone else. And so, the likelihood of her reversing her fortune was higher than the average person.
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The news of what had happened to Wen Wan quickly reached Ning Yuxuanâs ears. He had been discussing matters with people from the Six Ministries, but when he heard this news, he immediately rushed home to see her.
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After Doctor Li checked Wen Wanâs pulse, he respectfully cupped his hands and said, âSheâs been poisoned with a slow-acting poison. The symptoms wonât show up until a month after the poison was administered. If an antidote isnât found within seven days, it might be difficult for Miss Wan-er to keep her life.â
Ning Yuxuanâs expression was very ugly.
The person that had been responsible for bring food to Wen Wan during her confinement period was called over to Feiwan Courtyard. Trembling with fear, the servant said, âThis servant always delivered food that was prepared by the kitchen. No else had a problem after eating this food. The only exception is when Madam brought over a bowl of medicinal soup. This servant didnât dare to stop her. Counting the days, it was about a month ago.â
Marquis Moyuâs expression sunk.
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There was no chance of Ji Man being able to peacefully spend her days. Even under Old Madameâs protection, there would still be people that would dig her out and shoot her.
For example, even now with Old Madame sitting in the head seat, Ning Yuxuan was looking at her with a foreboding expression as he asked, âWhat did you add in the medicinal soup that you gave Wan-er?â
Although Old Madame had given her a bottle of poison, she had clearly thrown all of it into the pond. Where would she have the poison to pour into Wen Wanâs medicinal soup? Moreover, Wen Wan definitely wouldnât have drunk that pitch-black soup. So, why was he blaming her?
Ji Man said, âMy lord, please investigate this matter. There were only beneficial herbs in that soup. If you donât believe this servant, you can check. Thereâs a record of the herbs used in the soup with Doctor Li. â
Old Madame pursed her lips. âWen Wan is only a servant. How can you come here to interrogate your wife just because Wen Wan was poisoned?â
Old Madame believed that Nie Sangyu was the one behind the poisoning because she had ordered her to do this. And so, her words showed an obvious bias in favor of Sangyu.
Ji Man really wanted to say; she was innocent. Old Madame, you donât need to show such a guilty expression.
Marquis Moyu looked at his mother for a long time. His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, âMother, you donât like Wan-er, but sheâs already suffered so much. Why canât you let her off?â
Old Madame sneered. âI should be the one asking her to let me off. My perfectly good son had been mesmerized by her to the point that you donât even know the difference between right and wrong. Youâre even questioning your own mother for her.â
Marquis Moyu deeply looked at her, then he stood up, saluted her, and left without saying another word.
âAbsolutely disgraceful!â Old Madame was so angry that she slapped the table. âHow could I have given birth to someone so disappointing?!â
Ji Man hurriedly said a couple of sentences to comfort Old Madame. Her brow continued to be furrowed as she wondered who had âkindly helpedâ her.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
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Marquis Moyu stayed in Feiwan Courtyardâs side room for several days without taking a single step to Nie Sangyuâs room.
Valuable medicine from the palaceâs storage had been dug out and brought over. Ning Yuxuan was willing to pay any price in order to cure Wen Wanâs poison.
With her hair untied, Wen Wan obediently lied in Marquis Moyuâs arms. She quietly said, âItâs worth it if I can die like this.â
âYouâre saying nonsense.â Ning Yuxuan lowly reprimanded. He gripped her chin and looked at her complexion. He wasnât able to hide the distress he was feeling. âIâll cure your poison. You wonât die.â
Wen Wanâs smile was very joyful. âIf I can use these last seven days to trade for your original deep feelings, Wan-er can die without regrets.â
Ning Yuxuan froze in surprise.
When had he stopped loving her as deeply as he had in the beginning? He had originally promised her that they would be together until old age and wouldnât let her suffer any grievances. But now, she had become a servant and was at deathâs door.
No matter how hard a heart was, these words would soften it. Ning Yuxuan held Wen Wan tighter and quietly said, âIâm sorry.â
Wen Wan smiled, but tears slid down her face. âIâve always been scared that you would say those words to me. Donât say them. Even if you fall in love with someone else in the future, donât tell me. Just let me think that your heart only has me.â
Ning Yuxuanâs breathing deepened. He lowered his head and kiss her lips.
Wan-er should be the only person in his heart. How could there be someone else?
A gorgeous peony flashed through his mind. Ning Yuxuan closed his eyes, clutched Wen Wanâs shoulder, and deepened the kiss to distract himself.
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After three days of praying to Buddha at Old Madameâs courtyard, Ji Man finally sighed. âYou can only depend on yourself, praying to Buddha to save you wonât help.â