Chapter: 151 out of 513 – You certainly were born with a beautiful face (2) (1/2)

Chapter: 151 out of 513 – You certainly were born with a beautiful face (2)

That night, when it was time to sleep, Ning Yuxuan said, “There’s something I have to do in my study. I’ll be back soon.” He had to throw away that item in his sleeve, right?

“My lord, this servant will wait for your return,” Wen Wan gently said.

Ning Yuxuan left Qiangwei Courtyard, entered the study, and ignited the brazier. Right after he threw the painting into the fire, he changed his mind and hurriedly took it out.

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Lately, Ji Man had a habit. Before she went to bed, she would always look at the daffodil painting that was hanging on the wall for a while. The words she had written didn’t look very good, but it suited the painting. It was the beauty of pairing perfection with imperfection.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard noise coming from the outside.

Muxu entered the room and quietly reported, “The marquis has come. This servant is going to go and fetch a first aid kit.”

Why did he need a first aid kit? Confused, Ji Man looked at him through the gap in the partition as he walked into the room with pursed lips. His hand was quite red. It seemed liked he been burned by something, but it wasn’t serous.

Looking at his hand, she asked, “My lord, why did you come here? Didn’t you go Qiangwei Courtyard?”

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Marquis Moyu’s expression didn’t look very good. Who was he angry with? He sat down on her bed as if he was a great lord and held his hand up. “I came out to deal with something and accidentally burned myself. Wan-er doesn’t know how to take care of injuries, so I came here to get my wound treated before going back.

“Oh.” Ji Man took the ointment that Muxu handed her and rubbed it onto his hand.

Ning Yuxuan stared at Nie Sangyu for a long time before finally turning his head away. He let out a long sigh. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the painting hanging on the wall.

Ji Man inexplicably felt a chill running down her back. When she raised her head, she followed the direction of his gaze and saw what he was looking at.

“What’s wrong?”

Marquis Moyu neutrally asked, “Did Mingjie paint that?

“Yeah, Young Master gave it to me. He said I’m not extravagant at all.” Ji Man shrugged, lowered her head, and continued applying the ointment.

Ning Yuxuan was stuffily quiet for a long time before he said, “He gave this to you and you hanged in your bedroom. Is this so that you can see it as soon as you wake up?”

“That wall was just missing a painting. This servant can hang up whatever someone gives me, ah. My lord, you didn’t give me the peony painting, right?”

Wen Wan wasn’t happy about the peony painting and asked him for it. She either burned it or ripped into pieces. Her little bad temper…