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Jiang Yi clenched Li Jixian’s hand, worried about his sister, and hurriedly followed Li Hongyuan and Nanny to the study.

Nanny, shivering, leaned against the bookcase and reached out to turn a porcelain bottle fixed on the shelves.

The bookshelf creaked and moved, revealing a hidden door behind it.

The door was locked with chains.

Li Hongyuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, he raised a short knife and slashed the chains with a clang.

Jiang Yi ran over and pushed the door open.

The room was dark and cold, with Night Pearls embedded on the walls, emitting a faint glow.

Jiang Yi couldn’t wait and ran inside, shivering from the chill.

“Seventh Sister! Seventh Sister!”

He didn’t care about the cold and shouted loudly.

Li Hongyuan did not call out.

He held a whip and a short knife, and walked down the narrow dim corridor for a while until the scene before him suddenly opened up.

At the end of the corridor was a spacious room.

There were tables, chairs, and benches, all luxury furnished.

But it was cold.

A bone-chilling cold.

They immediately saw the large bed.

There was someone lying on it.

On the large bed, that person looked frail, helpless, and pitiful.

“Seventh Sister!” Jiang Yi called out and ran over.

Li Hongyuan came over, bowed his head and looked at her.

Her appearance was truly miserable.

Her usually slightly fluffy wavy long hair, which seemed like strands of sunlight, was now messy and damp.

Her beautiful face, which was usually blooming like a hibiscus, was now pale like white paper, her lips as cold as ice and snow, completely void of color.

She was covered with a blanket, so they could only see this much.

But it was already enough to make one’s heart ache.

Jiang Yi squatted down by the bed, his hands trembling, “Seventh Sister, what happened to you? Open your eyes and see, I am your Third Brother, I have come to save you.”

Jiang Ning, in her daze, heard someone calling her.

She opened her eyes and saw her Third Brother’s face.

“Brother…”

Her voice was as hoarse as cotton.

“Yes, I’m here, I’m here,” Jiang Yi quickly responded. “It’s alright, it’s alright. Third Brother is here to take you home. Are you uncomfortable anywhere?”

Jiang Ning pursed her lips and tears rolled down, “My leg hurts…”

“Your leg?”

It was common knowledge that her leg was disabled.

But that was an injury she had suffered as a child, and for so many years, although not conducive to walking, the pain had long been gone.

Jiang Yi turned his head and glanced, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to lift the blanket covering her body.

Li Hongyuan stood behind Jiang Yi, his gaze moved from her face to Jiang Yi’s hand lifting the blanket—

When he saw what was under the blanket, his pupils shrank.

Her left leg was heavily wrapped in white cloth, but it was still stained with blood, extending from her thigh all the way to her shin, making it seem as if all exposed areas were bleeding, except for her bare foot.

Jiang Yi cried out, then exclaimed in loss, “What happened? Tell me, who did this?”

Jiang Ning raised her hand to wipe her tears, “It was the Crown Prince and Princess Consort. They hated me for ruining their plans. The Crown Prince wanted to force himself on me, and the Princess Consort, being jealous and hateful, beat my leg…”

She didn’t see Li Hongyuan standing not far away, only telling her grievances to her Third Brother, “Just now, the old Nanny said that all the bones in my leg have been broken, and my right leg too. I’ll never be able to stand up again in my life…”

Jiang Yi felt both pain and regret, and his eyes reddened instantly.

He slammed the bed hard, “It’s all my fault. That day you wanted to go to Gucheng, but I insisted on waiting for Uncle to come back. If Gucheng was there to protect you, those good-for-nothings from the East Palace wouldn’t have been able to catch you….”