On the way back to the estate, Prince Yan glanced at Ning Chen behind him and Xia Nianyi, who was dragging her feet, frowned slightly, and said, "Help push."
Ning Chen and Xia Nianyi's expressions changed. Both were deeply unwilling, but under Prince Yan's lingering authority, neither dared object.
Xia Nianyi came behind the wheelchair with a face fierce enough to frighten people to death. Ning Chen could only feel a chill at his back, making his entire body uncomfortable.
"I can do it myself."
Ning Chen truly could not help but smile bitterly. He was afraid this unruly girl would lose control and stab him in a moment. At such close range, he would not even have time to dodge.
"Let her push," Prince Yan rejected calmly.
"This Princess Consort is helping push you, and you still dare dislike it?"
Hearing reluctance in Ning Chen's tone, Xia Nianyi's temper flared at once. She could refuse, but this brat could not.
Her anger today was already great enough. If not for her Third Uncle being here, she would definitely have had someone throw this fellow into the river to feed the fish.
Ning Chen shut his mouth. A good man did not fight with a wicked woman.
No matter how high one's martial arts, one still feared a blade. With his head beneath another's eaves, he did not dare provoke this unruly girl any further. If she really gave him a stab, who could he reason with?
The three moved slowly, one in front and two behind. When the city's citizens saw them, they all stepped back and bowed. Prince Yan possessed immense prestige throughout Great Xia. His literary talent and martial aptitude were exceptionally extraordinary. If not for his uncontentious nature, the ownership of the current throne might have