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Could it be that he’s grown so disgusted with her that he doesn’t even want their child anymore?

Jiang Ning didn’t expect this.

She said, “If you dare to force me to abort this child, your father won’t let you off.”

The Emperor was still quite eager to have more grandsons.

However, Li Hongyuan just sneered even more after hearing this, “I just don’t believe that Father Emperor would do anything to me because of an unborn child. What can you do even if I force you?”

Jiang Ning fell silent.

It seemed like he wasn’t joking.

The Prince of Yu looked so elegant and poised on the outside, but was actually cold-blooded and ruthless deep down.

He was truly capable of anything.

Now Jiang Ning could feel the movements of the baby in her belly every day, and she had already grown attached to the child. How could she willingly abort.

She lowered her head and whispered, “Can we discuss this when we get home?” “You dared to hide the news of your pregnancy and marry into the family, shaming me greatly. Very good. I really underestimated your courage,” Li Hongyuan coldly responded, “Once we get home, I’ll have someone send medicine to your room. Drink it obediently, and act as if nothing happened. I can keep you in the mansion like a pet. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless and causing the death of both you and the baby.”

Jiang Ning said nothing.

Li Hongyuan no longer looked at her. He jumped out of the carriage and returned to his horse.

Jiang Ning lifted the curtain and waved to Huang Ying, who was following by the carriage, “Come here.”

Huang Ying had the coachman stop, and she climbed into the carriage, smiling, “Princess Consort, what do you need? Why don’t you talk more to the Prince?”

“We’ve finished talking.”

Jiang Ning thought, if they continued talking, it would indeed end with a double death.

She said, “I suddenly feel hungry.”

“I brought some refreshments.”

“I don’t want refreshments. I want the dumplings over there.” Jiang Ning pointed to a dumpling stall not far away at the street corner.

Huang Ying laughed, “I’ll go and buy some.”

“No, I want to go down and eat.”

“Let me tell the Prince first.”

Huang Ying went to inform Li Hongyuan, who appeared indifferent and displeased.

However, he didn’t object to her eating.

Jiang Ning went to the dumpling stall in a wheelchair. The waiter brought two bowls of dumplings, and Jiang Ning gave him a piece of silver. The waiter hurriedly said, “This is too much; I don’t have change for it.”

The dumplings were only five coins per bowl, while this piece of silver was worth four or five taels.

Jiang Ning said, “I’m tired now. Young man, help me send a message, and consider this extra money a reward for your trouble.”

The waiter quickly offered a smile, “What message do you want me to send, madam?”

“Go to the Prince of Yu’s Mansion and send a message to my maid.”

Just by delivering a message, the waiter would earn so much money. He was overjoyed and immediately left.

Jiang Ning leisurely ate her dumplings.

At that moment, a bright and youthful voice said, “Are you Little Ning?”

Jiang Ning followed the voice to its owner.

It was a young man in simple blue clothes, with refined features and dressed like a scholar.

He looked to be around sixteen or seventeen.

He had just gotten out of a carriage and was waving to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning vaguely remembered him.

His name was He Tang, and he was from a poor family in Chang’an City. He lived not far from Jiang Ning’s restaurant and seemed to have a good relationship with the original host, which could barely be called childhood sweethearts.

“Little Ning, I just came back and heard you moved away. I didn’t expect to meet you here,” He Tang was delighted but became somewhat restrained after noticing her fancy dress, “I heard that you’re actually the lost young lady of the Jiang Family.”

Jiang Ning glanced at the Prince’s carriage not far away.

The Prince of Yu had already ridden far away.

She smiled, “He Tang, can you do me a favor?”

“Just tell me.”

“I want to go back to the Jiang Family, but… my carriage broke down. Can I borrow yours? I’ll pay for it..”