Li Hongyuan said, "Don't worry, as long as he hasn't hurt the people I care about, I won't hurt him. After all, I'm not crazy enough to do that."
Jiang Ning thought to herself, your reputation among people isn't that great.
In her heart, she actually didn't believe that the Emperor could release the Prince of Yu in three days.
However, since he already said that, Jiang Ning wouldn't argue with him and appear like a stubborn person.
After Li Hongyuan finished a cup of tea, Jiang Ning looked outside.
It was getting late.
But Jiang Ning didn't feel it was appropriate to ask him to leave directly.
Last time she asked him to go home, there was a fire in the Imperial Palace that night.
She felt like she had jinxed it.
She hoped that he would take a hint.
Li Hongyuan put down the teacup, stood up, and asked, "How's your leg?"
"Fine."
"Nice shoes."
″..." Jiang Ning's bed was adorned with a pair of delicate golden embroidered shoes.
