No matter how curious or probing, people were still not convinced.
What was there to see in a cripple!
If the palace were to accept her, it would be truly strange!
As they were talking, they walked onto a small, delicate arch bridge. Below was a clear stream, where women were washing clothes by the riverbank.
Jiang Yuan, feeling annoyed, saw Jiang Ning pushing her wheelchair alone by the side and, without knowing why, stuck out her foot to trip her.
Jiang Ning was sitting in the most ordinary wooden wheelchair. The bridge was slippery after the rain, and there were no railings on either side to block her. She slid directly towards the edge.
Jiang Ning's whole body lost balance, but she didn't forget to grab Jiang Yuan's hair in the process.
It served her right for being too close.
Jiang Yuan had only wanted to vent her anger, and she didn't expect to kick the wheelchair off with one foot.
She was also stunned.
