Chapter 309 (1/2)

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t.i.tle: The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 309 - From now on, there's nothing between the two of us (2)

Ning Mingjie slightly pursed his lips. He gestured with his hand for Changshan to bring his cloak over, then he draped his cloak over her.

On the third level of the stands, the second prince showed an amused look in his eyes. There was a hint of exhaustion on Pengyue's face as she pushed his wheelchair forward.

”Should we really allow her to remain?” Zhao Li lightly said, ”I don't want to allow that woman to keep living. She's too clever.”

It was if Pengyue had been jolted awake by his words. With an unhappy expression, she said, ”Back then, we agreed that we would help her one time. A mere woman can't overturn the heavens. What's the big deal in letting her live? Ah Li, a good person wouldn't turn around and return kindness with enmity.”

Zhao Li lightly harrumphed. He looked at her in askance and said, ”You're too soft-hearted.”

Still, in the end, he tightly gripped Pengyue's hand.

Marquis Moyu was sitting on the second level of the stands with other people and quietly waiting for 11:00 AM. As soon as that hour arrived, it would be time for the third prince and his supporters to completely disappear.

Ji Man was also silently waiting. It seemed as if there was someone next to her that was trying to talk with her, but she didn't hear that person's words at all.

From far away, there seemed to be the sound of a carriage rus.h.i.+ng over here. It was an unseemly scene as the carriage splashed through all the puddles on the way here.

As soon as the carriage had stopped, a married woman with a slightly protruding belly hastily came down from the carriage. Holding an item in her hand, she knelt down right in front of the execution ground and shouted, ”Ning Errong requests to speak with His Highness, the second prince!”

”Errong!” Startled, Ning Mingjie stood up and wanted to go down, but then he glanced at the stand behind him.

With a stubborn expression, Ning Errong stayed kneeling in the puddle. With her head held high, she unrolled the imperial edict that she had been holding in her hand. ”Ning Clan is willing to use the pardon that the late emperor had bestowed onto our clan for the life of Errong's unborn child's father!”

The viewing stands were in an uproar. Ning Yuxuan had also stood up. Nie Qingyun's expression also finally changed, and he straightened his kneeling position as he furiously said, ”No matter what position I fall to, I don't need a woman to come here to save me! Moreover, we had already divorced. There's nothing connecting us...”

”Does the baby in my belly not count as a connection?” Ning Errong lightly laughed. The falling rain had drenched her hair and caused some of it to stick to her face. She turned her head to look at him and said, ”Do you think I want to save a faithless man like you? It's only because I don't want my unborn baby to have difficult days in the future, that's the only reason why I would want a man like you.”

Ning Mingjie deeply furrowed his brow. Changshan, who had originally been standing by his side, had already gone over and was holding an umbrella above her head.

Looking at Errong's belly, Nie Qingyun showed an especially vexed expression. ”What are you doing...”

”Whatever you do, I'll do it too.” Ning Errong pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the viewing stands. ”This subject will audaciously ask the second prince a question. In your eyes, does an imperial edict from the late emperor still count?”

Back when Marquis Jingwen had accomplished a great meritorious service, the late emperor had bestowed an imperial edict that could be used at anytime to absolve one person of his or her crime. It was the equivalent to a 'get out of jail free' card. Marquis Jingwen had always treated the scroll that the imperial edict had been written on as a treasure. No one would have expected that Errong would be able to get her hands on it.

The second prince had been able to pulled Zhao Jue down without complications because he had used the excuse that he was getting revenge for the late emperor. He accused the third prince of patricide, and he had succeed in one fell swoop by using the pressure of public opinion as well as coordinating outside and inside offenses.