Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage - Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Chapter Ninety-Three: Is This World Going to Fall Apart?

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The housekeeper was a bit anxious: “If the princess consort is going on a blind date, and if things get settled, it’ll be too late.”

Li Hongyuan waved his hand to dismiss his two aides.

After they left, he sneered: “I don’t believe there’s a man bold enough to marry my woman.”

The housekeeper cautiously reminded him: “You’ve sent her the divorce letter. The princess consort is no longer one of us.”

Li Hongyuan was furious: “Just divorced and she’s already dating? Does this woman have no decency?”

The housekeeper didn’t dare to respond, thinking to himself: You’ve divorced her, stated in the divorce letter ‘to part ways for a better life’, allowing her to find her happiness. So why are you now upset at her seeking happiness?

But even with a hundred times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to voice these thoughts.

Li Hongyuan asked again: “Who is the man dating her?”

“It’s the Thirteenth Young Master of the Marquis of Dongyuan family.”

“Wenren Zong?”

“Yes, Thirteenth Young Master Wenren.”

Li Hongyuan’s eyes cooled slightly.

If there was anyone in the capital who dared to take his things, apart from his few despicable brothers, it would probably only be Wenren Zong, the Thirteenth Young Master of the Wenren family.

The Thirteenth Young Master’s experiences were somewhat legendary.

His mother, when she was pregnant with him, went to the temple to pray and got caught in a heavy rain, taking shelter in the same temple as the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager was the biological mother of the Emperor and the imperial grandmother of Li Hongyuan—

Of course, she’s passed away now.

Back then, Wenren Zong’s mother went into labor in the temple. When the baby was born, his cries were extraordinarily loud, even the Empress Dowager in the next room was startled and came over to see what was happening. But within a short while, a lightning bolt struck the room the Empress Dowager was previously in, causing a large part of the ceiling to collapse.

If the Empress Dowager had been in the room at that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Everyone broke out in cold sweat.

One could say that Wenren Zong, who had just been born, saved the Emperess Dowager’s life.

After that, she had a special care and affection for Wenren Zong, even recognising him as her foster grandson.

The favor she showed him far exceeded that to her own grandsons.

Wenren Zong was indeed exceptionally talented, excelling in both literature and martial arts. At the age of twenty, he’d already passed the imperial examination and is now serving as Jingzhao Magistrate of Chang’an City.

Young and unprecedented, his future was believed to hold limitless potential.

If Li Hongyuan was the dream of noble women in the capital, then Wenren Zong was the man every common girl in Chang’an wanted to marry.

Although Wenren Zong’s accomplishments and talents shine bright, he wasn’t without flaws.

He was rather tough, taking everything extremely seriously. Accustomed to handling and presiding over cases as the Magistrate of Jingzhao, he wouldn’t let anyone trample on the royal laws of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

In short, he was a particular person who was hard to deal with.

Moreover, he was allies with the second prince.

The second prince was the hot favorite for the position of crown prince.

This naturally placed him at odds with Li Hongyuan.

Li Hongyuan only admired his talent and didn’t like him as a person.

Prime Minister Jiang had actually arranged for his daughter—Jiang Ning—to meet Wenren Zong. And the Wenren family had even agreed to him going to meet her.

Regardless of anything, Jiang Ning was a divorced woman and even pregnant, too!

The Wenren family wasn’t disgusted by that?

Was the world going to fall into chaos?

Seeing him silent, the housekeeper softly suggested, “This Thirteenth Young Master might really dare to marry our princess consort. Your highness, you should go stop it.”

Li Hongyuan was silent for a moment before he returned to his desk and picked up his book to read.

The housekeeper:”??”

His lord really wasn’t in a hurry?

“Your highness, if you cannot bring yourself to intervene, this servant can think of a way for you.”

“Keep your bad ideas to yourself. Don’t let them rot outside your belly..”