Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Chapter 233: Not Fighting, But Getting Beaten

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Madam Wenren saw how gentle and agreeable she was and grew more fond of her.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting for your letter then. Don’t disappoint me.”

“I will seriously think about it.”

After seeing Madam Wenren off, Jiang Ning went to visit Wenren Zong.

Upon waking up, Wenren Zong opened his eyes to find Jiang Ning sitting by his bedside.

His heart felt warmed: “I never thought that getting hurt could fulfill my wish so soon.”

With medicine in hand, Jiang Ning smiled and asked: “What wish does Thirteen have?”

“To wake up to the sight of Ningning every day.”

“One would get tired of it eventually.”

“Not me.”

“At first, it might be fresh and exciting, but after a year or two, if someone doesn’t get tired of it, that person must be extraordinary.” Jiang Ning handed him a bowl, “Take your medicine first.”

Wenren Zong sat up, leaned against the pillow, and asked, “Has mother and the rest left?”

“They’ve all gone back.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing to me?”

“You must have been frightened by them today, right?” Wenren Zong drank the medicine and put down the bowl, “They didn’t come here to blame me. They just found it amusing that I fought for a woman, so they came to watch.”

Jiang Ning laughed, “The Thirteen they mentioned is quite different from the one I know.”

Wenren Zong looked a bit embarrassed, “When I’m working outside as a government official, especially when I’m investigating cases, I must be authoritative to keep those under me in line.”

“You really don’t know any martial arts?”

“I don’t.” Wenren Zong admitted, somewhat ashamed, “Eldest Sister is right; I’ve never fought with anyone.”

“No wonder my sisters were so happy.”

“Today wasn’t really a fight, I was just beaten by the Prince of Yu.”

Jiang Ning chuckled, “You seem quite accepting of it.”

“What else can I do? Should I deny getting beaten?” Wenren Zong laughed, “Anyway, I’ve made a fool of myself in front of you.”

“There’s no folly. I’m the one who should feel guilty.”

“Ningning, don’t feel guilty.” Wenren Zong took her hand and held it, “I’m really happy that I could do this for you.”

Jiang Ning patted his hand and smiled: “You should rest well. It will take at least three to five days of quiet recuperation. Madam Wenren didn’t take you away because she wanted you to stay and recover.”

“I know what she’s thinking. Tell me, Ningning, did my mother talk to you alone and pressure you to agree to the marriage?”

“She didn’t pressure me, she just asked.”

“I knew it.” Wenren Zong frowned, “Ningning, I won’t use my family to pressure you nor will I force you to make a decision because I got hurt. All of this is my own choice.”

Jiang Ning smiled, “I know. You should just rest and don’t worry. Your smart brain must recover well; otherwise, Chang’an City will be short of a great detective.”

She pulled her hand from his grasp, watched him lie down, and then turned to leave in her wheelchair.

Wenren Zong lay quietly. A moment later, his servant Sanli came in and asked respectfully, “How are you feeling now, sir?”

“It’s nothing, just a skin injury.”

Wenren Zong sat up, his expression cold.

Completely different from his gentleness and tenderness towards Jiang Ning earlier.

Sanli said, “As long as you’re alright, I can be at ease.”

Wenren Zong asked, “What’s happening outside?”

“The news of this incident has spread, causing quite a stir in the court. The imperial censors and ministers have denounced Prince of Yu, and His Majesty is furious. He has summoned the Prince of Yu to the palace for reprimand, and punishment is inevitable..”