Chapter 407: You Look More Handsome (2) (1/2)
A corner of Chu Lian’s mouth tilted downwards. She spoke honestly, as if she hadn’t noticed the doubts in He Sanlang’s eyes.
“I think that there’s something wrong with his mind. He keeps pestering me. You saw how he was like on the way we went back to the Ying Estate. Later on, he even tried to meet me at Defeng Teahouse on the basis of being acquainted in the past, but I rejected him. He’s my grandfather’s favourite pupil and he entered the Imperial Academy after just half a year of examinations so he has some smarts. I’m afraid he’s not someone to be trifled with.”
Although she hadn’t revealed some details in her complaints, everything she had said was true.
Chu Lian had read the original story before and she knew that Xiao Bojian wasn’t a good man. She had decided to draw the boundaries with him when she had arrived in the Great Wu Dynasty. Of course she wouldn’t let He Changdi have any misunderstandings of the relationship between her and Xiao Bojian.
She wasn’t the original wicked woman ‘Chu Lian’. She wasn’t the one who was hell-bent on loving Xiao Bojian and wanted to keep her body pure for him even after marrying someone else.
Chu Lian knew that He Changdi likely already knew about everything she had just told him.
Why else had he sent Wenqing and Wenlan to serve her?
Just because she hadn’t mentioned it outright didn’t mean that she was completely oblivious to what was going on. She knew that Senior Servant Zhong would add a letter for He Changdi every time they sent letters to the northern border troops. Even if she had never read those letters before, she could guess at their contents.
They were most likely reports about her.
Her goal had always been to be a layabout. As long as she had good food and enough money to live on, she would be perfectly happy. With her sister-in-law, Madam Zou, around, she didn’t even need to manage the household and she could just spend her time having fun. Thus, she had been too lazy to bother with controlling Senior Servant Zhong and the Wen sisters’ surveillance of her.
He Sanlang clearly hadn’t expected Chu Lian to be complaining about Xiao Bojian. When she had been talking about him, He Sanlang had been able to feel how much she disliked him from the disdain in her expression alone.
His brows wrinkled for a bit before he broke out into a sudden smile, “I didn’t know that you thought of Mister Xiao that way. You’ve really surprised me there. Don’t you know that Xiao Bojian has been the ideal lover of many of the noble ladies around even back in the Imperial College?”
He Changdi wasn’t exaggerating at all. If Chu Lian had been able to see for herself the carnage at Xiao Bojian’s victory parade after he had become the top scholar, she would probably have marvelled at the ladies going crazy over him.
Back then, it had been raining flowers all over. The girls on either side of the road had tossed flower petals at the top scholar sitting atop a horse. The streets that Xiao Bojian had passed had been left strewn with so many flower petals that they formed a thick carpet.
Chu Lian was already numb to the strange and abnormal aesthetics of the Great Wu Dynasty. She rolled her eyes hard and almost cringed as her imagination brought up an image of Xiao Bojian’s feminine face, all dolled up with a huge flower tucked into his hair, wearing his bright red scholar’s robe and parading about town.
The corners of her lips twitched. “In my eyes, you’re much better-looking than he is.”
It was He Sanlang’s turn to freeze in shock. He pressed his lips together. He wanted to ask if she meant it, but he just couldn’t bring himself to ask.
In the end, He Sanlang took a deep breath to calm the repressed yet happy feelings within him and told her the truth, “It was him. Xiao Bojian is in Su City right now.”