New Song Dynasty: My Wife is an Imperial Princess

Inside the inner hall, Empress Qinren Tangkuo, her face ashen, waved her hand to dismiss all the servants: "There are no outsiders here. Explain to your mother clearly what exactly is going on between you and that Song man named Tang Qian?"

As early as when she entered the manor today, Tang Kuoshi noticed that something was wrong with her daughter, but she also knew that Wanyan Xi was not without sense, so she did not think in that direction at all.

Immediately afterward, the father and daughter were assassinated while visiting a mine in the mountains. After Wanyan Xi returned, she seemed absent-minded. Just now, she had been observing from the shadows and noticed that Wanyan Xi's eyes were full of strangeness when she looked at Tang Qian. No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Wanyan Xi's behavior was so obvious, how could she, as her mother, not see it?

"My daughter is simply impressed by Tang Qian's talent and has no other intentions. Your Majesty is overthinking it."

Tang Kuo snorted coldly: "Do you even believe that yourself?" Wanyan Xi stood silently to the side, which drew another long sigh from her. "Don't forget your identity. Tang Qian is a Song man. No matter how talented he is, he can never become your husband. If your father finds out about this, what will happen to him? Listen to your mother's advice. If you really care about Tang Qian, you must give up this unrealistic idea."

Wanyan Xi was clearly moved by Tang Qian's advances and had secretly fallen for him. She wondered what Tang Qian had done to her daughter that made her forget the difference in their social status.

At least in Tang Kuo's eyes, Tang Qian was thin and weak, lacking any manly qualities. Even if he knew how to make glass, so what? With such a frail physique, how could he protect his daughter?

"Since Mother has already discovered it, I will not hide it any longer." Having her daughter's little thoughts seen through, Wanyan Xi simply decided not to pretend any longer. "Just half a day ago, I still only felt admiration for Tang Qian, but at the moment when Tang Qian risked his life to save me, I realized that I did not want to see him suffer even the slightest harm. Seeing him unconscious, my heart was torn apart. If Mother thinks this is what is called deep affection, I will not argue."

"Xi'er, you're so foolish!" Tang Kuo pounded her chest. "The two of you will never have a good ending. You will definitely marry into a powerful family in the Great Jin Dynasty. This is your destiny as a princess. Even if Tang Qian is not a citizen of our Great Jin Dynasty, so what? How can a powerless commoner be a match for a princess?"

Tang Kuo's words silenced Wan Yanxi. She knew she shouldn't have fallen for Tang Qian, but ever since Tang Qian took that knife for her, Wan Yanxi had been unable to extricate herself from the situation.

Thinking of her status as a princess, Wanyan Xi's expression darkened: "Your Majesty is right. I know my future destiny. Please do not tell Father Emperor about this. I only hope that he can stay by my side during my temporary stay in Youzhou."

Wanyan Xi's attitude was very clear: she would definitely fulfill her responsibilities as the Princess of the Great Jin, but before she was ordered by the emperor to marry, she wanted to live a peaceful life with Tang Qian for a while.

"Sigh, never mind." After a long while, Tang Kuoshi, having no other choice, could only decide to turn a blind eye. "Tomorrow I will persuade your father to return to Liaoyang. You should take care of yourself."

The conversation between the mother and daughter came to an end, and in the side hall, the conversation between the Emperor of Jin and Tang Qian also came to a close.

Wanyan Wuqimai tossed Tang Qian an iron token with a lifelike wolf head engraved on it: "With this token, you can use all the resources of the Youzhou Military Supply Office at will. If that's not enough, you can send people to other garrisons to retrieve them. Remember the promise you just made. I want to see the finished product you mentioned in a month."

Tang Qian accepted the order and left the princess's residence, returning to his own place. Tang Xiaoqi had been waiting for him for a long time. There was another person in the room, Ye Yilie, whose hands were tied behind his back and who had an arrogant look on his face.

Upon seeing Tang Qian return, Ye Yilie glared fiercely at Tang Xiaoqi. Two hours ago, if this kid hadn't captured him with his superior skills, he would have fought alongside his assassins. Now, with A Da and the other four all dead, he, as the young master, couldn't even collect their bodies.

"Tang Qian, I have no grudge against you, why are you treating me like this?"

"Please don't misunderstand, I did this entirely to save you." Faced with Ye Yilie's questioning, Tang Qian simply smiled faintly, "Do you think I really don't know your true identity? When we first met, I guessed who you were, Yelü Yilie, the son of Yelü Dashi, the military governor of the Liao Dynasty. I wonder if I guessed correctly?"

When Tang Qian called out his real name, Ye Yilie's heart sank. He thought his disguise was flawless, but the other party still saw through his disguise.

If he knew that he had revealed his weakness when he mentioned the name Ye Yilie, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

"You intend to hand me over to the Jin Dynasty?"

During this time, he had stayed by Tang Qian's side as a translator and naturally knew about the other party's despicable intentions. This person was probably capable of anything in order to protect himself. The two of them were just employer and employee, not even friends. Tang Qian betrayed him without any guilt.

Tang Qian shook his head, leaving the nearly desperate Yelü Yilie feeling somewhat bewildered.

"If I intended to frame you, I would have revealed your identity to Wanyan Xi long ago. Why wait until now?"

His expression was mocking. "Although I don't know your plans for today, the appearance of the Great Jin Emperor in Youzhou City means you're bound to take action. Having Xiao Qi confine you here is to prevent you from making a pointless sacrifice. With just the few men you have, you can't possibly succeed."

The assassination attempt during the day proved Tang Qian's deduction: Wanyan Wuqimai was unharmed, while his elite guards were all wiped out.

"If that's the case, why didn't you stop me sooner?"

"If I stop you, will you just give up?"

Yelü Yilie's expression froze, and his body, which had been struggling, gradually quieted down.

Tang Qian is right. With a mortal enemy ready to destroy the country right in front of him, how could he give up if he didn't try to assassinate him?

Now all the assassins have died in battle, leaving him all alone. Even if he wanted to fight, he was powerless to turn the tide.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Everyone here is a smart man. Tang Qian must have some ulterior motive for going to such lengths to protect himself. However, Yelü Yilie couldn't understand why Tang Qian would risk so much to save him, when he had absolutely no use for him at the moment. Could it be that Tang Qian was only planning to use him as his translator?

"Let me tell you something else: your father, Yelü Dashi, is still alive and well. Not long ago, he personally led two hundred guards and fled west."

Yelü Yilie's eyes suddenly lit up. This was the first time he had heard news about his father since the fall of Youzhou and the separation from his family. If what Tang Qian said was true and his father was safe and sound, it was indeed something to celebrate.

But what does his father's westward escape have to do with his assassination attempt on the Jin emperor?

"The Western Regions are vast and sparsely populated, and mostly inhabited by primitive tribes. They are no match for your father. Perhaps in the near future, your father will be able to establish a regime on that vast land. As his son, if you live to see the moment you and your father reunite, will he hand over the foundation he built to you?"

Others might not know, but Tang Qian knew very well that in a few years, Yelü Dashi would dominate Central Asia and establish the Western Liao regime, and Yelü Yilie, as a prince, would inherit his father's throne and become the third emperor of the Western Liao.

"You wouldn't be planning to threaten my father with my life and extract benefits from him, would you?" Yelü Yilie was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "Do you really think that, given our current situation, we can live to see that day?"

"How will you know if you don't try?" Tang Qian crossed his arms, looking confident. "From now on, as long as you follow my instructions, I guarantee you won't lose your life. Remember my words, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. Don't think about revenge now, just live well."

Yelü Yilie cannot die, nor will he die, and since I am bound to him, I should be able to leave Youzhou alive.