Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

Zhang Xian returned to his mansion with an uneasy mood. Along the way, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the one hand, it was difficult to disobey the emperor's order, and His Majesty's decree forced him to move towards the Jiangxia Palace.

On the other hand, when he thought about facing the girl who admired him, he, the commander who was usually respected by everyone in the Jinyiwei, became like an inexperienced boy, with his cheeks flushed and his heart full of shyness.

After returning to the mansion, he washed and changed his clothes hastily, and every movement seemed a little mechanical.

While adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror, he looked at his face which looked like a country bumpkin, and couldn't help but wonder: What was it about this ordinary face of mine that attracted the princess's favor?

But time was running out and he didn't have time to think, so he hurriedly set out on the journey to Jiangxia Palace.

Along the way, he rode on horseback, his thoughts in a tangled mess.

The calmness of the past has long disappeared, replaced by a feeling of uneasiness.

The street scenes passed by his eyes quickly, but they did not leave any trace in his mind.

The princess kept appearing in his mind, but he couldn't remember what she looked like.

The majestic gate of Jiangxia Palace appeared before our eyes.

Zhang Xianhuai pulled the reins in front of the door and dismounted. He took a deep breath, straightened his clothes to make sure there were no wrinkles, and then stepped forward to hand over the visiting card.

When the doorman saw that it was the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who came, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest because of his iconic attire, and he hurriedly trotted into the mansion to report.

After a while, King Jiangxia Li Daozon came out to greet him in person.

He was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, with a kind smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a keen insight into the world: "Commander Zhang, you are finally here."

Zhang Xianhuai bowed to Li Daozong and said, "Your Highness, I am sorry for disturbing you by coming here."

There was a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Li Daozon smiled and waved his hand: "Come in, don't be polite." After that, he led Zhang Xianhuai into the main hall.

After the host and the guests were seated, Li Daozong ordered tea and snacks to be served. The exquisite tea sets gleamed with a warm luster under the candlelight, and the aroma of tea rose up and filled the entire hall.

Zhang Xianhuai had no intention of savoring the fine tea; his mind was completely preoccupied with the marriage.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally mustered the courage to speak: "Your Majesty, His Majesty has given me your memorial. I would like to... first understand the details of this marriage."

Li Dao Zong smiled softly, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly said, "Details, there are no details. It's just that you conveyed His Majesty's order last time to intercept the Tibetan marriage proposal team. My daughter has remembered it in her heart and has always been happy with you."

"There's nothing complicated about love between young people. It's nothing more than lust."

After saying this, he took a sip of tea leisurely with a hint of sarcasm and a sense of relief towards the emotions of young people.

When Zhang Xianhuai heard what Li Daozon said, his face turned red instantly, and the redness spread from his ears to his neck.

He stood up somewhat bewilderedly, pointing at his own unremarkable face in disbelief: "Prince...your Majesty, are you saying? The princess is attracted to my looks?"

Li Dao Zong curled his lips and said with a half-smile, "Who knows? This king doesn't care what you young people think. This king is old and can't bear to see you young people's love affairs."

"If you have anything to say, don't tell an old man like me. Go talk to Yan'er directly."

Zhang Xianhuai's eyes widened in surprise. "Prince... Lord, is this appropriate? Is it against etiquette?"

In his opinion, marriage should follow many etiquette and rules, and meeting and talking directly with a woman is really against tradition.

Li Daozon looked at Zhang Xianhuai strangely.

"What's the point of being compatible? Yan'er has already asked for marriage. Besides, Yan'er asked me to submit a memorial to His Majesty to ask for marriage."

"No matter what decision you make, you two parties involved should meet, right? No matter what the final outcome is, there has to be an explanation."

Hearing Li Daozon say this, Zhang Xianhuai felt a little heavy in his heart.

But now that things have come to this, escape is clearly not an option.

He gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Well, Your Majesty, can you please call the princess out?"

Li Dao Zong shook his head with a hint of a smile on his face. "Commander Zhang, my family doesn't have so many rules. My daughter is waiting for you in the back hall. I'm afraid she must be pining for you!"

Hearing what Li Daozon said, Zhang Xianhuai also bowed to Li Daozon to show his respect.

"Xiao Wang, take Commander Zhang to see the young lady!" Li Daozon called out loudly.

"Yes! Your Highness!" Xiao Wang, the servant beside him, responded quickly.

Looking at Zhang Xianhuai's departing back, Li Daozon sighed slightly.

He hoped that his daughter could get what she wished for, but he was also worried that this sudden marriage would bring unknown variables to both parties. He really didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

At this time, Li Xueyan, who received the news in the back hall, was pacing back and forth.

She was wearing a pink silk dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, as if reflecting her panic at the moment.

Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, her knuckles turning slightly white from the strain.

She felt like her heart was about to jump out, and the heartbeat was particularly clear in the quiet back hall, beating against her chest again and again.

I'm finally going to see my sweetheart!

Various thoughts kept flashing through her mind. How could she behave better in front of him?

She was worried about whether her makeup was delicate, and then she was thinking about what to say to make him feel good about her.

"Miss! Commander Zhang is here!" Xiao Wang's voice came.

Li Xueyan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She slowly walked to the chair, gently lifted the hem of her skirt, and sat down gracefully, her hands dignifiedly placed on her knees, waiting for Zhang Xianhuai to arrive. However, her slightly trembling fingers still revealed her inner nervousness and excitement.