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He was pointing in the direction of the Jiang Family residence.

Li Hongyuan glanced that way, his face turning dark.

That damned woman, she actually ran back to her maternal home.

And right under his nose!

Was he careless?

Who would have thought, a married, pregnant, mobility-impaired woman would have the audacity to take advantage of his negligence and run off so blatantly and unapologetically.

The coachman knelt on the ground, “Your Highness, what… what should we do now?”

“Scram.”

Li Hongyuan kicked the coachman aside, mounted his horse and galloped towards the Jiang residence.

By the time he reached the entrance to the second chamber of the Jiang Family, Jiang Ning had already gone in.

Recognizing him, the doorman quickly went in to pass on the message.

Momentarily, Jiang Yi came out to greet him.

“Greetings to Your Highness,” he gave an impassive bow.

Li Hongyuan asked, “Where is the Prime Minister?”

“My father is indisposed and unable to greet you, I hope Your Highness can forgive him,” Jiang Yi stood up straight, “May I know the purpose of Your Highness’s sudden visit?”

Although the person in front of him was the prince, the Prince of Yu.

He was also his brother-in-law.

There was no need for him to grovel.

Seventh Sister had hurriedly returned, and although the exact reason was not yet known, it was likely that she had suffered some unfair treatment in the prince’s residence. Otherwise, a married daughter wouldn’t run to her maternal home without reason.

He wouldn’t take kindly to the Prince of Yu.

The Jiang Family’s Master was a grand marshal stationed in the southwest, the Second Master was the influential Prime Minister. They were powerful figures that even a prince needed to be on good terms with. There was absolutely no need to mistreat their own daughter.

Li Hongyuan knew very well, Jiang Ruobai was not sick at all.

Wasn’t he full of energy during morning court? And now he falls sick?

Clearly an excuse to avoid meeting him.

Li Hongyuan said, “I’m here to take the Princess Consort back.”

Jiang Yi said, “Seventh Sister just came back, Your Highness need not be in such a hurry to take her back, right?”

“As a prince, if I want to take back my wife, is there a problem?” Li Hongyuan’s gaze was cold.

“She is indeed Your Highness’s Princess Consort, but she is also my Jiang Family’s daughter,” Jiang Yi did not give an inch.

“A girl who has been mistreated by her husband’s family naturally has her own family protecting her. Do you actually believe that once a daughter is married off, she’s as discarded as spilled water and her family won’t care or intervene?” Li Hongyuan said, “I want to see her.”

“Seventh Sister isn’t feeling well right now and can’t meet with Your Highness, please return,” said Jiang Yi.

Li Hongyuan, the mighty Prince of Yu, was denied entrance and was stopped right at the door of Jiang residence.

His anger was of no use.

To a prince who just turned eighteen and had just established his own mansions, his power was still nowhere near that of the Jiang Family.

Li Hongyuan returned, defeated.

Before he left, he dropped a line, “If she doesn’t return in seven days, I will have someone send a letter of divorce.”

Jiang Yi watched him leave, turned back to Jiang Ruobai and recounted the incident.

“I’m not sure why Seventh Sister came back, but the attitude of Prince of Yu doesn’t seem good.”

Jiang Ruobai dropped his pen, admiring his calligraphy while asking, “Didn’t you get the news from the Palace?”

“What?”

“Seventh Sister is pregnant.”

“Ahhh, that’s good news, the Prince of Yu should be happy. Why would they quarrel then?” Jiang Yi asked.

Jiang Ruobai put down his brush, relishing his calligraphy. After a long while, he said unhurriedly, “The Prince of Yu didn’t marry our Seventh Sister willingly. He’s simply after the Jiang Family’s power, and Seventh Sister’s beauty.”

“So you mean, the Prince of Yu doesn’t like Seventh Sister?” Jiang Yi frowned, “But Seventh Sister is already pregnant, she has to go back in the end, doesn’t she? It seems like if Seventh Sister doesn’t return, he’s going to divorce her.” Jiang Ruobai threw down his pen, “Divorce her? Then I will arrange a better marriage for Seventh Sister.. We’ll see who’ll be in a hurry then!”