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Initially, Jiang Ning was awakened by a series of loud gongs and drums.

She sat up groggily.

Huang Ying rushed in, her expression strange, “Miss, Prince of Yu is here.”

“What’s all that noise about?”

“It’s the people that Prince of Yu brought along, they said they want to publicly apologize to you and take you back.”

Jiang Ning became completely awake in an instant.

From Prince of Yu’s residence, all the way to Jiang Family’s while making noise with gongs and drums?

This Prince of Yu is ruthless.

With such a public spectacle, how could she secretly defy the Imperial Edict?

It was evident that Prince of Yu had already blocked her move, starting the commotion from their doorstep, letting everyone know that he, Prince of Yu, had come to apologize according to the Emperor’s will and was extremely conciliatory.

If Jiang Ning didn’t go with him, it would mean that she was ungrateful and defied the Imperial Edict.

Although the Jiang Family was powerful, at most they would be willful behind closed doors and resort to underhanded tricks, but they would not dare to openly defy the Imperial Edict.

In other words, Prince of Yu was using public opinion to force her to go back.

So ruthless.

Jiang Ning repeated this thought.

Huang Ying whispered, “Miss, you should get dressed first. The Old Master and Third Master are greeting them in the front, they should be asking for you in a moment.”

“Get me dressed then.”

Jiang Ning sat up, supported herself on the bed, and stood up.

Huang Ying called Chunlai and a few maidservants to help her change clothes, wash her face, and comb her hair.

Once she was dressed, Huang Ying helped her sit in the wheelchair and put on her shoes.

“Miss, these shoes look really beautiful, shall we change to these ones?” Huang Ying held up a pair of gold-threaded, soft brocade shoes embroidered with pearls.

Those were the shoes Jiang Yuan had snatched from Princess Ling’an.

“Alright.” Jiang Ning nodded.

Huang Ying immediately helped her put them on.

Chunlai smiled, “They look so beautiful, only a pair of shoes like this is worthy of our Miss’s appearance.”

Jiang Ning looked down at the glittering, pale pearl luster of the shoes just visible beneath her skirt, soft, elegant, and magnificent.

Such expensive shoes felt wasteful to wear.

But she didn’t walk, so they wouldn’t get dirty or damaged.

It was no different from wearing jewelry.

“Exactly.” She smiled.

At this point, a maid from the front yard came and said that the Old Master requested Seventh Miss to go there.

Huang Ying pushed Jiang Ning to the front yard.

From a distance, they saw the noisy crowd of drummers and gong players, almost a hundred of them crowded together.

Jiang Ning suspected that the Prince of Yu had invited everyone who could play gongs and suona in Chang’an City.

In the small Flower Hall, Jiang Ruobai and Prince of Yu were sitting, and Jiang Yi was standing.

Although the Prince of Yu was of noble status, Jiang Ruobai was his father-in-law after all, and a Prime Minister of the country, so he didn’t have to kneel or stand in front of the Emperor all the time.

Seeing Jiang Ning’s wheelchair appear, Li Hongyuan looked back at her.

She was still in a white cotton dress, with her arms folded and her shaggy, waist-length hair hanging loose, except for a pair of delicate, eye-catching pink embroidered shoes on her feet.

He had never seen her dressed formally with a dignified demeanor before.

It seemed that this woman was innately lazy and seemed not to care about anything.

Just looking at her made him feel displeased.

However, he still had to take her back.

No matter what, she had to give birth to the child in the Prince of Yu’s residence.

By then, she could either stay or leave.

But the child must stay behind.

Li Hongyuan looked away and said to Jiang Ruobai, “Since she’s here, I’ll take her back.”

Jiang Ruobai exchanged glances with his daughter and said, “Ningning’s body is still not feeling well, so it’s better to let her rest here for a few more days.”

Li Hongyuan said indifferently, “The Emperor Father ordered me to take the Princess Consort back. Is Jiang Master going to defy the Imperial Edict?”

Jiang Yi said, “If I remember correctly, the Imperial Edict demanded an apology from Your Highness to Seventh Sister? Since Seventh Sister has not yet received an apology, how could she go back?”