Chapter 99 (1/2)

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t.i.tle: The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter: 099 out of 513 - Experiencing a different type of life (2)

Fortunately, the emperor favored Marquis Moyu and had allocated a pretty good courtyard to him. Everything was new here and there wasn't much dust. By the time a bucket of hot water had cooled down, Ji Man had finished cleaning the rooms. The floor tiles that were made of precious stones were very smooth, so Ji Man straightforwardly ripped off strips of cloth, made them into a mop, and cleaned the floors until they were as clean as the surface of a mirror.

The crown prince had stopped at the doorway with one foot slightly raised up. Looking at this floor, he almost didn't dare to come inside.

When Ji Man turned around and saw him, she hurriedly put her skirt down and said with a calm expression, ”Eldest Young Master, is there a reason why you're here?”

Hearing her address, the crown prince chuckled for a bit, ”You've changed modes quickly. You're certainly an exquisitely clever person.”

Holding the mop, Ji Man lightly smiled. ”Eldest Young Master, you're giving me too much credit.”

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhao Zhe really wanted to step forward and stroke her face. However, the words, ”If there's anything you want to say, quickly say it. Otherwise, hurry up and leave,” were clearly written on her face. He was normally a fearless crown prince, but in front of her, he was at a complete loss.

He lightly coughed and said, ”You've made it so clean. I'm reluctant to step on this floor.”

Ji Man considerately brought a stool over to the doorway, bent her waist to salute, and said, ”Then, Eldest Young Master, you should just sit outside. I haven't finished cleaning yet.”

Zhao Zhe looked at the stool she was holding in the doorway and didn't know if he should laugh or cry. He had never met a woman that failed to appreciate the favor of his interest in this way. And yet, he wasn't angry at all.

Right after the beauty put down the stool, she was about to go back. Zhao Zhe grabbed her white wrist and asked, ”Why do you shun me so much?”

Ji Man's expression sunk. She made one attempt to yank her hand away before she calmly looked at him and said, ”Oldest Young Master, although Sangyu doesn't know any grand principles, I know the virtues a married woman should have. Other than Yuxuan, Sangyu shuns all men.”

Zhao Zhe boisterously laughed. ”You've really become an upright woman. Yuxuan has been called away by my imperial father to discuss official business and there isn't anyone else around here except us. If I insist on forcing you, what can you do?”

Ji Man felt that this person was slightly crazy. Out of the various groups of people, crazy people were the worst group to offend. Even when they killed someone, it wouldn't be counted as committing a crime. They were truly terrifying. However, she couldn't act cowardly. For a person like him, if you showed him even the slightest trace of fear, he would want a mile if you give him an inch.

”Sangyu is only a mere woman. Of course, there's nothing I can do,” Ji Man said. ”But, Sangyu isn't a person that will commit suicide while having feelings of deep resentment. Before I die, I'll definitely tell Yuxuan and my aunt why I'm going to kill myself.”

”Are you threatening me?” Zhao Zhe raised his eyebrows.

Ji Man sweetly smiled and her eyes were very gentle, but the word that her mouth spat out was powerful and resonating, ”Yes.”

Zhao Zhe quietly looked at her for a brief period before he suddenly smiled, ”Nie Sangyu, you're truly a woman that's suitable to be the empress.”