Heartstrings Resonance: The Beloved Princess of the Female Power

Emperor Qing Zhao looked deeply at his daughter and said slowly, "Of course I don't mind. Matters of the heart are inherently unpredictable. As long as you truly love someone, why bother caring about what others think? As for etiquette and ethics, they're just excuses people use to restrain themselves."

Emperor Qing Zhao was silent for a few breaths and then said, "You have lived a lifetime longer than others, so you have naturally seen more. How could you not see through the love between men and women? You are not a child. Do you need elders to teach you? Since you chose to tell me, you have made up your mind to admit this feeling. Life is short. It is a blessing to meet a confidant. If you are truly in love, why bother to stick to the secular view? Although you are a royal princess, if you want, your father will not stop you. Anyway, you know the limits. I can just turn a blind eye." After saying this, he spread his hands, looking unconcerned.

Yongle was deeply moved after hearing this. "Father is wise, but let's wait another two years! If she still loves me and is willing to be my maid, I will go get her."

After hearing this, Emperor Qing Zhao frowned even more tightly, with a speechless expression on his face. He stared at Yongle and asked, "So you still don't have the courage to take her to the princess's mansion?"

Yongle lowered his head, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "When I returned, I sent her a letter asking her to let it go."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing Zhao was speechless. He stared at him with wide eyes, and after a while he said, "Then why were you telling me all this with tears in your eyes just now?"

When Yongle was asked this by his father, he felt extremely embarrassed. His face turned red and white, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

To ease the awkwardness, she stiffened her neck and flattered, "Isn't it because I'm moved by my father? He's a man of noble character, a man of deep understanding of justice, a model of the sun and the moon. He's a monarch with a broad mind and extraordinary wisdom. Under your rule, the country prospers, the people live and work in peace, and your wisdom is praised by the whole world."

Emperor Qing Zhao raised his hand to interrupt her: "Enough! Enough! I didn't realize you were capable of flattery. It's true that living one more life is different!" But he couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips.

Yongle stepped forward and said, "Everything my son says is true!"

Emperor Qing Zhao nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of love. Regardless of whether Yongle was telling the truth or not, it made him feel extremely proud and satisfied.

The father and daughter then discussed other matters, from state affairs to people's livelihoods, from military affairs to culture. Emperor Qing Zhao admired Yongle's insights and wisdom, and Yongle also learned a lot of experience and wisdom in governing the country from his father.

In the evening, the sun set, casting its afterglow on the palace's roofs and walls, casting a golden glow. Yongle left the palace and took a carriage back to the princess's residence. Along the way, she was in a good mood, recalling her conversation with Emperor Qing Zhao, her heart filled with anticipation for the future.

The next day, Chen Ruopeng, still in the capital preparing for the Spring Imperial Examination, received the imperial decree granting him marriage. He had thought things would change in this life, but he had only arrived a little too late. After the eunuch who announced the decree left, a man with an aged face but a youthful voice asked, "How do we explain this to Princess Anping of the Duke of Qi's mansion?"

Chen Ruopeng had a smile on his face, as bright as spring in March, but his words were cold and heartless: "I have only met the Princess Anping a few times, how can I explain it to her?" Then he took out a letter, which the eunuch had secretly given him when he received the imperial edict. There was no name on the envelope, and he hesitated for a moment before opening it.

Dear Mr. Chen Ruopeng:

I am writing to you and wish you good health.

Time always seems to pass by so quickly, but my thoughts of you remain like the lingering spring rain, unending and unending. My father always said, "A hero's origins are not judged; only those possessing both virtue and talent can shoulder great responsibilities." Ever since you promised to save me from danger, I knew you were that person, a hero whose virtue and talent are irreplaceable in my heart.

My father, always a man of understanding, knows my feelings well and, grateful for your kindness, has granted us a marriage. I am overwhelmed with gratitude for this favor, and I know this is a match made in heaven, destined by fate.

Today, I pick up my pen, intending to pour out my overflowing affection on paper, pouring it out to you. In my heart, you are not only my savior, but also the love of my life. Your bravery, your tenderness, and your thoughtfulness have deeply moved me. I wish to spend my life with you, hand in hand. Whether in the prosperity of the palace or the perils of the martial arts world, I will fight alongside you, never leaving you.

In the Yongle era, the country enjoys peace and prosperity. May our love be as eternal and beautiful as this prosperous era. I look forward to spending every dawn and dusk with you, writing our own story together.

Chen Ruopeng, I've been attracted to you for a long time, and I hope you understand my feelings. I look forward to meeting you soon so we can share our hearts.

Sincerely, Yongle

Looking at the familiar handwriting and words from his past life, Chen Ruopeng felt as if he were in another world, recalling every detail of his past life, remembering the woman who loved him deeply. Her voice and appearance swirled in his mind over and over again. She never called him "husband" in the mansion, but called him "husband". She never acted like a princess in front of him, but instead always strived for his best interests, not caring about other people's opinions, and was only wholeheartedly kind to him. She also comforted him not to care about what others said, and protected him at every turn. Because she was always smiling and talking, even when she was afraid of the night, she smiled and said she was fine. When he was about to kill her, he cruelly told her the truth, wanting to see her in pain.

"After all, we are not the same kind of people!" Chen Ruopeng closed his eyes, tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

In his previous life, Yongle gave him all her love, but he killed her with his own hands. In his previous life, shortly after Yongle's death, he also committed suicide. Because after Yongle's death, he deeply realized how much he loved Yongle, but nothing could be undone. Then he was reborn, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in the examination room. He didn't want to be involved with Yongle in this life, but he couldn't help but want to see Yongle.

He walked through all the places he and Yongle had visited in their previous lives, and he decided to let go and return to Youdu.

He is Ouyang Yi, the fourth prince of Youdu. Because his biological mother is a dancer, he is not welcome in the Youdu palace. At the age of twelve, he was taken to Zhaoguo to be a spy. His father wanted him to build up his own power.

In his previous life, he had illusions about his father and always told himself that as long as he did things well, his father would value him. But he was completely wrong. His father didn't care about his life or death at all. He only cared about how much benefit he could bring to him.

When he said he wanted to return to Youdu, his father wrote to him, asking him to die in Youdu and put the interests of Youdu first.

This time, he wanted to live for himself. Because he hadn't taken action, hadn't issued them any orders, they had taken the initiative to activate the pawns in Youzhou. They claimed it was the eldest prince's will, and threatened him: if he continued to neglect his actions in Zhaoguo, he would never be able to return to Youdu. But he didn't care anymore; he really didn't plan to go back in this life.

Thinking about how the Duke of Qi's Mansion had colluded with them in his previous life to abduct the princess, he originally wanted to send her back to Youdu and use the eldest princess to humiliate Zhao State and start the first war between the two countries; but he did not expect that Zhao State would defend itself tightly and he failed to take the person away, so he had to settle for the second best. He went to approach Princess Yongle. If he became a son-in-law, it would not be difficult for him to enter the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War of Zhao State.

He recalled his previous conversation with Yongle in this life, looked at the letter and the imperial edict in his hand, and said with a wry smile, "You will never forgive me." Then he returned to his room and spent the entire day writing and drawing. He left the room in the evening, holding a large box in his hand. He told people not to follow him, left the small courtyard, and headed straight for the Princess's residence.

Yongle was a little surprised to see him! Pretending to be shy, he asked cautiously, "Mr. Chen, it's been a long time since we last met. Did the emperor's sudden decree startle you? I didn't even ask for your opinion... Would you be unwilling to marry me?"

Ouyang Yi smiled, like the sunshine on a spring day, like the gentle breeze and bright moon, looking at it made one forget all worries.

Yongle was distracted, and Ouyang Yi called her back to her senses.

Yongle cursed himself for being useless. But he said, "Your Excellency is so charming, and your smile is so captivating. I lost my composure for a moment, and I hope you will forgive me."

Ouyang Yi didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at her quietly. Yongle noticed something was wrong and put away the smile on his face. Instead, a chill came over him. He looked at Ouyang Yi with cold eyes and gently opened his thin lips: "Just say it if you have anything to say."

Ouyang Yi still maintained that smiling expression and said softly, "Let's get these people out first."

However, Yongle did not make any move and continued to stare at Ouyang Yi coldly. So, Ouyang Yi smiled helplessly, opened the box in his hand, and casually took out a piece of paper from it and handed it to Yongle. Yongle took the paper, read it carefully, then raised his head and asked Ouyang Yi in confusion: "What does this mean?"

Ouyang Yi did not answer her question, but signaled Yongle again to send everyone else away.

Yongle hesitated for a moment, but eventually asked the waiters to leave. After everyone left, Ouyang Yi spoke: "The princess has a list of names of those who participated in your kidnapping. In addition, there are these..." After that, he took out a few more pieces of paper, which were densely covered with names. Then, he took out a long scroll of paper, which recorded in detail the entire plan for Yongle's kidnapping. Yongle stared at him with wide eyes, shocked, and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"

Ouyang Yi did not answer her question, but said calmly: "Princess, please continue reading."

Yongle suppressed her inner doubts and uneasiness as she continued to flip through the papers one by one. As she read deeper, she became more and more shocked, because the papers listed the names of all the spies that Youdu had planted in Zhao State.

"Princess, don't worry. This is about Hu Sha..." Ouyang Yi said as he handed over a few sheets of paper, and then added: "This is all the information I have about Hu Sha at the moment."

Yongle's expression turned extremely ugly. She clenched her fists tightly, stared at Ouyang Yi with sharp eyes, and asked with gritted teeth, "Why? Why are you showing these things to me?"