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Although his tone was cold, Jiang Ning wasn’t angry.

By now, she had gradually come to understand his temperament.

Eversince she saw him save Wu’er in the Ministry of Justice’s prison and softly comfort her, Jiang Ning felt that he was just tough on the outside but actually had a soft heart.

“What do you want to say?” she asked.

“Let’s talk while we walk.” Li Hongyuan took over the wheelchair and pushed her to his horse carriage.

Jiang Ning looked at him.

Li Hongyuan said, “My carriage is a bit more spacious.”

He intended to share the carriage with her.

Jiang Ning did not refuse.

As Li Hongyuan bent down to hold her, he hesitated for a moment and whispered, “May I?”

Jiang Ning glanced at his arm, hesitated for a moment, and smiled, “Alright.”

Li Hongyuan then picked her up and gently placed her in the carriage.

He actually had such a gentle side.

Jiang Ning showed a smile and whispered sweetly in his ear, “Thank you.”

Li Hongyuan was slightly surprised.

He averted his gaze, and in a place no one could see, the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Once inside, Jiang Ning noticed that the partition in the carriage had already been removed, and a thick woolen blanket had been laid out.

They could either sit or lie down.

Jiang Ning was a bit surprised but quickly understood.

This had been specially modified for her.

Because of her legs.

“Thank you,” Jiang Ning said, “But don’t you think you’re changing too quickly? It’s making me feel a little scared.”

This mood-ruining woman.

Li Hongyuan said, “I’m sorry for my past behavior.”

“Sorry for what?”

“I’ve been living alone in the Mist Veil Pavilion since I was little, and my concubine mother has always been indifferent to me. I didn’t know that when you like someone, you should be gentle and treat them well.”

Li Hongyuan’s tone was very calm.

Thinking of Concubine Jin’s temperament, she indeed seemed like the kind of person who would do such a thing.

She seemed to have no affection for her son.

It was no wonder that Li Hongyuan grew up with such a temperament, having been raised in an environment lacking love. He was used to his concubine mother’s indifference and never learned how to treat others well.

Li Hongyuan raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, “I like to see you smile, not cry. If I’ve used the wrong method before, can you forgive me?”

Jiang Ning pondered in her heart but felt she couldn’t forgive him.

Especially for what he did to her while he was drunk.

However, she should separate business from personal matters. Since she was going back to the Prince of Yu’s residence and would always be living under his care, they had to get along peacefully.

She turned her face away, looked outside, and smiled, “Those are all things of the past, Your Highness. There’s no need to bring them up again. The weather is nice today, very warm. I wonder if Thirteen has arrived at the city gate.”

Li Hongyuan looked at her profile, his eyes deep and mysterious.

When the carriage arrived at the city gate, Thirteen was also escorted there by two officers.

He was dressed in a thin coat and long gown, his hair neatly combed and looking clean and refreshing, but he had lost a lot of weight.

If one didn’t look closely, it would be difficult to notice the chains on his hands.

Quite a few commoners had come to see him off.

Having served as a magistrate for two years, he had cracked countless cases and had upheld justice for the people.

Although he had failed to rebel with the King of Chen, his reputation among the commoners was still high.

Some of the people he had helped were teary-eyed, shouting “Master Wenren.”

Even a few young girls cried out loud, saying that they would follow him to serve him all the way.

Wenren Zong remained elegant and smiling, cultured and courteous, even towards the weeping girls.

Jiang Ning peeked out from the carriage and saw them, then said, “He’s just a weak scholar, and doesn’t know martial arts.. On the long journey, does he have to wear those chains the whole time?”