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The housekeeper wiped his sweat: âThis⦠Iâm not quite sure myself. Iâm just following orders.â
Jiang Yi sneered: âThis is really ridiculous. When it comes to divorcing a wife, you send a manager to deliver the divorce letter. Now that he has changed his mind, you casually send you to get it back. What, is our Jiang familyâs daughter so easy to bully?â
âNo, this⦠actually, His Highness is quite busy and canât spare the timeâ¦â
âThen donât change your mind.â
âNo, Third Master, please return the divorce letter. After all, the princess consort is your own sister. You canât just stand by and watch her get divorced, can you?â
âLittle Master doesnât care about this. Our mansion has been arranging people to introduce Seventh Sister to other families these past few days. She will always marry out.â
âThis, thisâ¦â the housekeeper sweated profusely, âThen, Third Master, what do you suggest we do to convince you to return the divorce letter?â
âSince my sister has been wronged in your mansion, her brother-in-law should naturally come in person to apologize and show some sincerity. Otherwise, why should we forgive him and go back with him?â Jiang Yi smiled, âHousekeeper, you must admit that this request isnât too much, right?â
âThisâ¦â
âHousekeeper, please go back and convey this message to your prince. Give him seven days to come and apologize in person and take my sister back.
Otherwise, we will arrange for her to remarry someone else. Close the door and see the guest off!â
After saying that, Jiang Yi left with a flick of his sleeve.
The housekeeper dejectedly returned to the Prince of Yuâs mansion.
Seeing that he had returned empty-handed and with a saddened face, Li Hongyuan knew that the task had not been accomplished.
Actually, he didnât expect the housekeeper to get the divorce letter back so easily either.
If it were that easy, Prime Minister Jiang wouldnât be Prime Minister Jiang.
He had stolen the Emperorâs dream lover back then, and he was still alive and well, even becoming a prime minister. How could he be underestimated?
The housekeeper carefully repeated Jiang Yiâs words.
âSeven days? So, heâs returning the words I said to him.â Li Hongyuan sneered, âAsking me to come and apologize in person, how high and mighty the Jiang familyâs door is.â
The housekeeper whispered: âThis servant has heard that none of the daughters of the Jiang family have been bullied by their husbandâs family. Whenever they suffer even the slightest grievance, the husbandâs family has to come and kneel down to apologize.â
âKneel down and apologize?â
âNo, Third Master Jiang didnât say that. But you really have to go there in person.â To avoid sleeping in the dog house, the housekeeper did his best to encourage the reconciliation, âThe princess consort is pregnant with your child. If not for anything else, do it for the childâs sake.â
Li Hongyuan frowned when the child was mentioned.
âI know. Get out.â Li Hongyuan waved, âYou can leave now.â
The housekeeper let out a sigh of relief and happily turned to leave.
Just as he reached the door, he heard a sentence from behind him â
âSleep in the doghouse tonight.â
Housekeeperâs eyes filled with tears of frustration.
What did he do to deserve this?
The Jiang family gave them a seven-day deadline.
During the first few days, there was no movement.
Li Hongyuan went to court, dealt with matters, drank with colleagues and friends, and didnât delay any of it.
On the sixth day, Li Hongyuan was discussing matters with two staff members when the housekeeper came stumbling in, shouting: âYour Highness, itâs, itâs not good!â
âWhatâs wrong?â
âThis servant just got news from outside that our princess consort went to the Prosperity Teahouse today!â
âSo?â
One of the staff members said: âPrince might not be aware, but the second floor of the Prosperity Teahouse is a place where many wealthy families arrange for their young men and women to meet.â
âMeet for what?â
âFor blind dates.â
âBlind dates?â Li Hongyuan paused..