Ning Chunlin was greatly alarmed upon hearing this.
"What? How come I didn't know about this? I need to go find my mother and ask her! What kind of place is the Jing Prince's Mansion? How can just anyone move in here!"
Seeing this, the maid dared not stop them and could only silently lower her head.
Ning Chunlin, no longer caring about drinking or carousing, glared fiercely at Ning Huaizhi and Ning Zhao before turning and walking towards Diancui Courtyard.
"Father, it seems like Uncle doesn't want us to move in..."
Ning Huaizhi glanced thoughtfully at Ning Chunlin's retreating figure, then spoke to Ning Zhao:
"Don't worry about him. Besides, he's not your uncle anymore. Let's go."
The maid who had led the way dared to lead the two towards Jinglan Pavilion only after Ning Chunlin had gone far away. When the three arrived at Jinglan Pavilion, the room and the surrounding area had already been cleaned spotless.
Jiang Yuwei said she didn't want anyone from the Prince's Mansion to serve her, so Ning Zixuan also sent everyone out, only instructing them to send a few maids and servants to clean the courtyard every day.
The maid who had led the way brought Ning Huaizhi and Ning Zhao to the room and then spoke:
"The young master has instructed that no one can stay in this courtyard. Your wife and daughter are still staying in the Princess's courtyard. The young master said that they can stay in the Princess's courtyard for one night, and then move to Jinglan Pavilion after your daughter wakes up. You two can rest here tonight. Someone will bring dinner in a little while."
Ning Huaizhi nodded in agreement. Although he also wanted to stay with Ning Wan, he was too embarrassed to frequently enter and leave the princess's courtyard. He could only wait for news here. With Jiang Yuwei watching over Ning Wan, he could feel more at ease.
The two inspected the house, each choosing their own room. After putting away their change of clothes, they sat in the front hall waiting for news from outside.
At this moment, Ning Chunlin stormed into the princess's courtyard, where the guards at the gate stopped him.
"Young Master, the Princess Consort is resting now, please return!"
Seeing that even the two servants dared to stop him from seeing his mother, Ning Chunlin became even more enraged. He kicked the one who had spoken and cursed:
"Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere in my affairs? Do I, as a son, need your permission to see my mother?"
The guard naturally dared not retaliate and could only endure Ning Chunlin's beatings and scoldings.
"We are just following orders, young master, please leave!"
"Whose orders do you take? I am now the eldest young master of the Jingwang Mansion. Don't be arrogant in front of me. I've inquired outside, and the position of heir is always given to the eldest son. Remember your faces today. If I become the heir in the future, don't come kneeling and begging me to take you in!"
The two guards glanced at each other and remained blocking the doorway.
Ning Chunlin made a move to kick the two men again, but a cold voice came from behind him:
What did you just say?
Ning Chunlin turned around and met Ning Zixuan's murderous gaze. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, then smiled and waved his hand, saying:
"Little brother, why are you walking so quietly? I... I didn't say anything. These two servants just made me angry, and I'm disciplining them. Don't worry about it, leave this to me. Go ahead and do what you need to do!"
Ning Zixuan did not leave; instead, he stared intently at Ning Chunlin and said:
"Don't even think about the position of heir apparent. The Prince Jing's mansion wouldn't be so stupid as to let a good-for-nothing like you become the heir apparent. If word gets out, everyone will laugh their heads off."
As Ning Zixuan spoke, he stepped forward and gripped Ning Chunlin's shoulder tightly with one hand, causing Ning Chunlin to wince in pain.
"Ouch, it hurts! It hurts, it hurts! Let go of me!"
"As long as you don't cause any major trouble, the Prince's Mansion will ensure you have enough to eat and wear. If you are a troublemaker, the Prince's Mansion won't mind losing such a useless son."
As Ning Zixuan spoke, he leaned close to Ning Chunlin's ear and whispered:
"By the way, instead of causing a scene outside Mother's courtyard, you should go back and discipline your two women. Tell them to behave themselves and not cause any irreparable trouble, otherwise no one will be able to handle the consequences!"
After saying that, Ning Zixuan released Ning Chunlin's shoulder, then disdainfully dusted off his hands and said coldly to him:
"Aren't you going to leave yet?"
Seeing this, Ning Chunlin turned around and glared at the two guards at the door, then spat on the ground before quickly leaving, supporting himself on his shoulder.
Ning Wan remained unconscious, and Jiang Yuwei took care of her closely. Yun Qing stood guard outside, checking everything the servants brought before accepting it.
Ning Zixuan visited a few times in between, but seeing that Ning Wan was still unconscious, he didn't stay long and would only sit for a short while before leaving.
The princess kept this a secret from her, as she was currently weak and unable to offer any help. Moreover, if she knew that her beloved granddaughter had been injured like this, she would likely become anxious and worsen her condition.
Jiang Yuwei took care of Ning Wan for a whole day and night without taking off her clothes. Around noon, Ning Wan finally woke up.
"Mother, I'm hungry..."
Jiang Yuwei, who had just dozed off beside Ning Wan's bed, was immediately awakened by Ning Wan's weak cry.
"Wan'er, you're awake. Mother will get you some porridge."
Ning Zixuan knew that Ning Wan hadn't woken up all night and was worried that she would be hungry when she woke up. So he instructed the small kitchen in the courtyard to send a bowl of eight-treasure porridge every hour, so that Ning Wan could have a hot bowl of porridge whenever she woke up.
Jiang Yuwei touched the bowl of porridge on the table, which was at just the right temperature, and carefully carried it to Ning Wan's bedside. She gently helped Ning Wan sit up with one hand, and then ladled out some porridge and fed her small spoonfuls.
Ning Wan drank half a bowl of porridge before she felt a little strength return. She wanted to smile at Jiang Yuwei, but her face was so swollen that she couldn't force a smile. Her smile looked worse than a cry.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Yuwei immediately burst into tears.
"Wan'er, tell your mother, who beat you up like this?"
Ning Wan became even more anxious when she saw Jiang Yuwei crying.
"Mother, don't cry, don't cry. Wan'er is not in pain anymore, Wan'er is alright."
Jiang Yuwei touched Ning Wan's head while crying.
"Wan'er, I know you're a good child. Just tell me who beat you like this, and I'll stop crying."
Ning Wan pondered for a moment, her eyes filled with fear, biting her lip, and after a long while, she finally spoke:
"Yes, it was Aunt Lin who beat me. She had a maid take me to a small, dark room, beat me, and even pulled out the maid's tongue. She wanted to ask me what you and Grandmother talked about in the room, and why Grandmother wasn't using the family physician for treatment. I refused to answer, so she beat me..."
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