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Jiang Ning shook her head: “I didn’t know he would bring the child out. But I think, after all, he is the Prince of Yu, proud and arrogant, and would never allow his ex-wife to marry someone else. If he tries to stop me, I would have a bargaining chip to negotiate with him again. I just didn’t expect him to give me the child so directly.”

She lowered her head to look at the child in her arms, pulling down the cloth on the wrapping blanket to block out the wind and snow.

The wind and snow were heavy outside.

Huang Ying wanted to call for a carriage, but looking around, she realized they hadn’t come by carriage but had walked instead.

There hadn’t been so much snow when they arrived.

Now with the young master in her arms, she obviously couldn’t walk back like this.

“Xiaoman, you stay here with the young lady and the young master, while I go find a carriage,” Huang Ying instructed Xiaoman.

Xiaoman agreed and firmly stayed by Jiang Ning’s side.

At this time, a carriage approached from not far away and stopped next to Jiang Ning when it passed by.

Thirteen jumped off the carriage and quickly walked over, asking, “Jiang Seventh Miss, what are you doing here?”

Before Jiang Ning could speak, Xiaoman said, “Our young lady is with the young master and has no carriage to go home.”

Thirteen looked surprised and said hastily, “Come on, take my carriage, and I’ll take you home.”

Jiang Ning thought for a moment, worried that the child wouldn’t be able to handle the heavy wind and snow, and nodded, “Thank you.” She then said to Xiaoman, “Wait for your sister Huang Ying, and when she comes, tell her I went home first. You go back with your sister Huang Ying.”

“This servant will remember,” Xiaoman nodded.

Thirteen extended his hand and said, “I’ll hold the child. Xiaoman, you help your young lady into the carriage.”

Jiang Ning handed the child to him and got into the carriage. After receiving the child back, she saw him standing outside the carriage with snow falling on his head and shoulders, and said, “Thirteenth Young Master, come in and sit as well. It’s really cold outside.”

“This…”

“It’s okay. I don’t care about those formalities.”

“All right.” Thirteen, being straightforward, jumped onto the carriage and sat across from her.

The thick curtain blocked the wind and snow outside.

Jiang Ning sat comfortably, uncovering the swaddling cloth to reveal the baby’s face.

The baby was actually asleep, with rosy cheeks and a sweet slumber.

Jiang Ning gently touched his soft cheek and felt incredibly at ease.

Thirteen sat across from her, watching this scene, and smiled: “This child looks a lot like you.”

“Really?” Jiang Ning smiled, “People say sons resemble their mothers, and daughters their fathers.”

“Now that you’ve divorced the Prince of Yu, do you have any plans for the future?”

“I haven’t thought about it yet. Right now, I just want to raise my two children well.”

“What made you take the child out today with such heavy snow?”

“I was supposed to be meeting someone for a marriage interview, arranged by my family,” Jiang Ning smiled and glanced at him, “Like the last time I met you. But since the Prince of Yu brought the child, I naturally lost interest in the interview.”

Thirteen’s eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice to ask, “Would you be willing to remarry?”

Jiang Ning laughed: “With the two children I have, how can I marry again?”

“I don’t mind.”

Jiang Ning looked up at him.

Thirteen lowered his eyelashes, his voice softer by a few degrees: “I am sincere in asking for your hand, and I hope that Jiang Seventh Miss will seriously consider.”

“Given your background, character, and prospects, you could marry a noble and highborn lady. Why would you seek to marry me?” Jiang Ning asked. “Is it just because your political views differ from those of the Prince of Yu?”

“No.” Thirteen immediately denied it, then shook his head. “At first, maybe that was part of my consideration. But….”