The eldest lady is both a doctor and a warrior, they love her so much

Tai Chi Palace.

Ye Lansheng sat below Ye Qingyao, staring at the document in his hand with a cold face. He was full of doubts, not understanding what the emperor of Da Chu was thinking, and actually decided to marry Princess Qingyao to Da Xia.

At present, Daxia has many princes who are suitable for marriage to choose from.

For example, the Sixth Prince Ye Lanshan is far away at the border and has not yet married, although he is already nineteen years old; although the Seventh Prince Ye Lanting has taken a concubine, the position of the principal wife is still vacant; in addition, there are the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince, and even the Eleventh Prince is fifteen years old this year and can start preparing for his marriage.

Therefore, if a princess came to marry, they did have many candidates.

However, Ye Lansheng could not understand the real intention behind Da Chu's move.

Ye Lansheng frowned, pondered for a moment and then said, "Father, I also find this matter a little strange. If it was the old emperor Chu Yunsheng who was in power, he would never easily marry off his daughter. After all, the power of the Great Chu is comparable to that of our country, and there is no need to consolidate the relationship through marriage. But after the current emperor came to power, I heard that his methods were sharp and resolute, and he successfully intimidated many old officials in the court. Now, even the descendants of the two founding heroes are detained in the imperial city. It is really hard to understand his mind."

Ye Qingyao frowned tightly, his face gloomy, and he looked much more haggard than usual.

"I originally wanted Shan'er, but Shan'er has been at the border for many years. I was worried that if I rashly called him back, he would not be able to adapt."

Ye Lansheng immediately said, "Father, I think my sixth brother is not suitable for this marriage arrangement. After all, he is still guarding the remote frontier and cannot easily return to Mingdu. Moreover, even if we want to marry him, we should choose a woman who matches his status and has a common language with him, such as a descendant of a military family, so that they will have more common topics and ways to get along after marriage."

Deep down, Ye Lansheng instinctively resisted this kind of political marriage, but he also understood that it was not just a matter of personal will.

Ye Qingyao nodded in agreement, realizing that he needed to make suitable marriage arrangements for his children as soon as possible.

He murmured to himself, "You are right. In fact, before the letter from the Great Chu arrived, I had already selected several candidates for Shan'er. It seems that we must speed up the decision-making process."

Ye Qingyao suddenly felt a sense of urgency. He realized that his children had grown up. If he did not pay attention to their marriages in time, they might be pre-empted by people from other countries.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Ye Lansheng hesitated for a moment and then asked, "So about Princess Qingyao..."

Ye Qingyao pondered for a moment, then said decisively: "Since they don't know how many sons I have, nor do they know what they look like, we might as well choose a suitable candidate from among our clansmen to handle this marriage. Afterwards, I can give them more rewards to appease their emotions."

Ye Qingyao really thought so in his heart. He hoped that in this way he could satisfy the other party's requirements without affecting the future happiness of his sons.

But they underestimated the investigative ability of the Emperor of Great Chu. Not only did he know exactly how many sons Ye Qingyao had, he even knew how many grandchildren he had.

If we really want to find a child of a clan relative to replace him, it may not be easy.

On Zhuque Street in Mingdu, a carriage moved slowly forward until it stopped at the door of the Theater, and a white hand stretched out from it.

The coachman in charge of driving the carriage immediately opened the curtain and walked out, supporting the owner of that hand.

"Is this the biggest brothel in Mingdu? It's not that great!"

The person who spoke was a woman in a purple and gold long dress, with bright makeup, a proud tone, and slightly cold eyes, as if she didn't care about anything.

"Miss, are you sure you want to go in?"

Following her out was a maid, who looked at the woman with a worried look on her face.

"Go, now that you're here, why not go?"

The woman jumped off the carriage and walked straight towards the gate of the Theater.

Mother Yao had noticed what kind of vision she had when the carriage stopped at the entrance of the Opera House.

Now that he saw such a beautiful woman, he became very alert.

She looks like a stranger, so she can't be the noble lady from Mingdu. Maybe she came here because of her reputation from somewhere else.

"Is this girl's first time here?"

When the woman heard Mother Yao's voice, she frowned subconsciously.

The maid beside her came forward and said with a red face: "Find a quiet room for my young lady."

"I understand, I understand. My last name is Yao, and everyone calls me Mother Yao." Mother Yao looked at the woman and saw that there was a maid following her. However, the maid's face was colder, and judging from the way she walked, she was most likely a martial artist.

When visiting the Theatre House, he brought two maids, one of whom knew martial arts. Could they be the family of some military general?

While Mother Yao was thinking this, she had already led the person to a room on the second floor.

The woman was a little surprised. This theater was different from what she had imagined. The layout was not gaudy, and there was no noisy scene inside. The air was filled with a light floral scent, which was not offensive.

Overall, it seems somewhat similar to an ordinary teahouse, but also somewhat different.

"Miss, we have both civil and martial arts performances in our museum. Do you want to experience civil or martial arts performances, or do you want to experience both?"

"What is a literary play? What is a martial arts play?" The woman looked at Mother Yao, as if her maid would attack her the next moment if she said something wrong.

After all, Mother Yao was well-informed and she started explaining immediately.

The so-called literary drama is just to listen to folk songs, watch singing and dancing, drink wine and eat snacks, and all the people who come are honest officials; as for the martial arts drama, it is naturally about a romantic encounter.

The woman's cheeks turned red unnaturally after hearing this, but she came here to experience the world, so she naturally couldn't be stage-frightened.

"It's still early, let's watch the drama first." After the woman said this, Mother Yao smiled and left.

When the two maids saw Mother Yao leave, they immediately spoke up: "Princess, why did you come here?"

"Princess, if the emperor knew that you had escaped without permission and came to the Opera House in Daxia, he would definitely blame us."

"My brother is going to marry me here. Wouldn't it be wrong if I don't come here to get familiar with the situation? What's more, I can't even get the person I like. Since we want a marriage, I don't want the other party to get me. It doesn't make any difference anyway. I might as well find someone I like and have some fun with him first."

There was a trace of loneliness in Chu Qingyao's eyes. Xie Yunxiao had disappeared in order to avoid her. She had chased him from the imperial city to northern Shanxi but found nothing. Now the emperor wanted to use her to form an alliance with Da Xia. Well, then no one would have an easy time!