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Title: The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir
Chapter: 156 out of 513 – Madam Ning the Mediator Envoy (1)
Sir Luo was currently sighing in the reception pavilion. Zhao Kaifeng was standing nearby. His attitude had already improved and he said a lot of nice things.
Although Sir Luo didn’t like his son-in-law very much, Zhao Kaifeng’s father was Prince Huainan, so Qianqian’s decision was putting him in a difficult position.
In his opinion, it was normal for husbands and wives to quarrel. Although his son-in-law had truly acted too outrageously, Qianqian was making a mountain out of a molehill and had caused the entire capital to discuss their family affairs. The emperor naturally didn’t want this marriage to end in divorce. Right now, he could only hope that Qianqian would be able to think things through.
“Father.”
Luo Qianqian and Nie Sangyu entered the reception pavilion together.
Sir Luo turned his head to look and hurriedly smiled. “Qianqian, you’re finally wiling to come here. Aiya, come here and listen to what the heir has to say.”
As soon as Zhao Kaifeng saw Luo Qianqian, his face stiffened and he stopped talking. Before, he had been freely talking.
Luo Qianqian glanced at him, coldly harrumphed, and said, “Qianqian remembers every word that the heir has said. In the heir’s eyes, Qianqian is a shrewish person that causes trouble without reason and fails to see the larger issues. Qianqian has also reflected upon myself after returning home. Since the heir thinks Qianqian has this type of temperament, then Qianqian truly isn’t suitable to be his wife.”
“Qianqian…” Zhao Kaifeng somewhat embarrassedly said, “I only said those nonsensical words because I was feeling exasperated. Don’t take them seriously…”
Luo Qianqian nodded and faintly smiled. “Then, if Qianqian is angry and says words like, you’re a deplorable hedonistic wastrel, a superficial, lecherous person with low standards, can you not take them seriously?”
Sir Luo coughed, “Qianqian.” It wasn't appropriate to swear at the heir like this, right?
Zhao Kaifeng considered for a moment before nodding and saying, “I won’t take them to heart. If it’ll make you feel better, you can curse at me however you like.”
When a man wanted to redeem himself, his attitude would always be exceptionally good. He would be capable of saying anything and doing anything. Even if he kneeled down and apologized right now, if the matter wasn’t resolved, the same thing would happen again in the future.
Luo Qianqian’s heart softened. Just as she was about to say something, Nie Sangyu gently tugged on her hand and stopped her.
“Don’t forgive him unless he’s willing to express a proper amount of contrition over Wen Wan’s matter and promises that he’ll never interact with her in the future,” Ji Man quietly recommended.
Luo Qianqian paused, then she nodded and said to Zhao Kaifeng, “The heir wants Qianqian to return, but Qianqian can’t stand that Wen Wan. What should we do?”
Zhao Kaifeng furrowed his brow, “Wen Wan, she’s not as bad as you think she is…”
Ji Man covered her face. This person was totally hopeless. How could he say something like that right now?
Luo Qianqian’s expression became chilly once again. She scoffed and laughed. “Right, she’s not bad. It’s Qianqian’s fault for thinking badly of her. She’s an outstandingly beautiful lotus flower that only exists in paintings. No matter what she does, people will think she can do no wrong. Even though she’s a married woman that flirts with other men, you all still think her natural disposition isn’t bad. Qianqian feels that prostitutes aren’t bad either. At the very least, they don’t pretend to be something they’re not.”
Her words were vicious. Zhao Kaifeng’s expression turned ugly again.
Luo Qianqian looked at him disappointment, took a step back, and said, “Originally, I didn’t want to come here. I just wanted everything to be over between us. But, Madam Ning persuaded me to come here. She said I shouldn’t be too impulsive, so I came here to listen to what you have to say. The result was that the heir continues to be blind and isn’t a suitable partner for Qianqian. Let’s continued to stay separated.”
Zhao Kaifeng originally wanted to explode in anger, but her words made him lose track. Why were women so difficult to please? He had already come here to apologize. Why wasn’t she willing to go back with him?
“If you separate from me, who else can you marry?” Zhao Kaifeng pursed his lips and said, “Are you willing to remarry and have to lower your head and bow to another woman?”
“There’s no need for the heir to be concerned about this matter.” Qianqian lightly smiled. “A farmer can’t tell if the deep water is fragrant, it can only be found by an elegant scholar.”
To put it in simpler terms, you have eyes, but you can’t see. There would naturally be a person that would be smart enough to appreciate her.
Zhao Kaifeng snorted. “You’re my person. If I don’t agree to divorce, who will dare to marry you?”
Great, they were at a deadlock again. On the side, Sir Luo rubbed his temples and glanced at Nie Sangyu, who had a similar expression as himself. He hurriedly asked her to leave the reception pavilion with him.
After moving to a nearby courtyard, he quietly asked, “Madam Ning, could you say a few word to persuade my daughter?”
Ji Man wryly smiled. “Sangyu has already tried persuading her and Qianqian had almost agreed. But the words that the heir said, it’s truly too angering."
Sir Luo sighed. “The two of them are too young… Since madam’s words were somewhat effective, please try persuading her more. This old one doesn’t know what to say to Qianqian either. Her mother also died when she was young…”
“Alright, Sangyu will do my best.” Ji Man nodded.
Sir Luo expressed his thanks. He turned his head and saw that those two people had started to argue again. One angry retort led to another. Neither of them was willing to back down.
“This…” Sir Luo rubbed his temples again.
“Sir Luo, you don’t need to worry.” Ji Man faintly smiled. “If they still care enough to bicker, then there’s still hope for them to reconcile. If a day comes when they both have no words to say to one another, then it would be time for their relationship to end.”
Sir Luo considered her words and agreed. He looked at Nie Sangyu a few more times. This Madam Ning was certainly sensible. Marquis Moyu’s household probably only had that one rotten apple. The other members were probably decent people.