The housekeeper wiped his sweat: "This... I'm not quite sure myself. I'm just following orders."
Jiang Yi sneered: "This 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 family's daughter so easy to bully?"
"No, this... actually, His Highness is quite busy and can't spare the time..."
"Then don't change your mind."
"No, Third Master, please return the divorce letter. After all, the princess consort is your own sister. You can't just stand by and watch her get divorced, can you?"
"Little Master doesn't 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."
"This, this..." the housekeeper sweated profusely, "Then, Third Master, what do you suggest we do to convince you to return the divorce letter?"