Jiang Ning was very straightforward: âIâm not willing.â
âAs a Princess Consortâ¦â
âI, a Princess Consort!â Jiang Ning cut him off, âcanât leave the East Palace and canât manage any of its affairs. The meaningless title without any benefits; do you still intend for me to fulfill my duties as a Princess Consort?â
Li Hongyuan laughed: âOnce I uncover the truth, all the rights will be restored to you.â
Jiang Ning leisurely swayed her teacup: âThe rights granted by others can be taken back whenever they wish.â
âAccording to your meaning, dear Princess?â Li Hongyuan seemed to laugh, âUnder the heavens, besides the Emperor, who has rights not granted by others?â
âOf course, there are. For example, my uncle earned his merits by putting his life on the line. Nobody can snatch that away, including the Emperor.â
âIt seems that the Princess Consort also wants to achieve great success on horseback. Unfortunately, your gentle nature prevents you from doing such things.â Li Hongyuan played with his teacup, his voice unhurried and emotionless.
Jiang Ning laughed: âWho said I would lead soldiers to fight? I donât have that ability. What I mean is, I donât need any rights you give, and I donât want to interfere in East Palaceâs trifles. If Li Yuanyuan likes it, let her handle it. In contrast, I donât want anything from you, and you shouldnât expect any benefits from me either.â
âYou donât want anything I give you? Including the identity of the Princess Consort?â
âIf you would let go of the Jiang Family, I would certainly let go of the position of Princess Consort.â
âIf you left the East Palace, would you go looking for Wenren Thirteen? He is in exile, and I fear he has no hopes of returning to Changâan City in this life.â
âIf he never comes back, so be it.â
âIf you think so much of him, why not go there to accompany him?â
âAre you trying to scare me, Your Highness?â Jiang Ning laughed, âIf I go, I go. With love, drinking water can satisfy our hunger. The desolation there is temporary; who knows what the future holds.â
Li Hongyuan laughed.
It was full of disdain.
Jiang Ning laughed too.
He knew nothing.
Based on the map, Wenren Zongâs exile is actually a prosperous tourist attraction in the future.
Merely an ancient man.
A shortsighted vision.
At this moment, neither of them had any regard for each other.
When conversation isnât engaging, every word is excessive.
But Li Hongyuan didnât leave.
It seemed that he had made up his mind to spend the night here.
Jiang Ning had no intention of sharing a bed with him.
That one time they became intimate after getting drunk was shameful, not a beautiful memory.
Moreover, their marriage was just a transaction. Li Hongyuanâs confessions were half-true and half-false. Since returning from the Imperial Mausoleum, his attitude has been hard to decipher.
Jiang Ning mulled over several ideas and finally decided to be straightforward.
âYour Highness, when we got married, neither of us wanted it. Later, when we reconciled, it was because of our individual motives. You know⦠â
âI know, you donât like me.â Li Hongyuanâs voice faded, âBut Iâve also said that I, at least, like you. Regardless of who you have in your heart, since youâve become Princess Consort, do you really think you wonât share a bed with me for the rest of your life?â
âWhy not? After all, Iâm not the only woman by your side.â Jiang Ning thought for a moment, âIf you must stay, Your Highness, thatâs fine. Huang Ying, go prepare a room for His Highness to rest.â
Although, she always said she wanted to hold onto his coattails, from her body to her heart, she couldnât help but resist him.