He seemed to have been hit.
High and mighty as he was, proud and arrogant as he was, he never thought that one day he would be inferior to a minister.
In terms of status, ability, and appearance, no one in Chang'an City could compare with him.
He thought that as long as he wanted something, he could just beckon for it, or even without a gesture, just a glance or a movement, and obtain it easily.
But he didn't expect that this woman had already silently fallen in love with someone else.
The person he liked did not like him back; this feeling was too terrible.
"Jiang Ning, do you understand what I'm saying?"
Jiang Ning gripped her hairpin, "Fine, I got it. You can go now."
She just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
Li Hongyuan stood still: "Jiang Ning, whatever you like about Wenren Zong, I can be the same."
Jiang Ning couldn't help but look at him.
At this moment, Jiang Yi's voice came from outside: "Seventh Sister!"
Ah, the rescuer was here.
