New Song Dynasty: My Wife is an Imperial Princess

"Young master, a burly man has come in and is banging on the door with dozens of people, saying he wants to see our young mistress."

Upon receiving this message, Tang Qian and Zhao Yingluo exchanged a glance. Neither of them spoke; Tang Qian simply looked at his wife, and Zhao Yingluo merely shook her head, understanding the other's meaning perfectly.

"It seems they've come with ill intentions. My wife, please stay inside. I'll go out and take a look."

Before Tang Qian could even leave to deal with these uninvited guests, he heard that in the reception room outside, the commander of the personal guards, Wang Jian, had already formed a standoff with the other party.

"This is the residence of the Song Dynasty's Imperial Princess. All irrelevant persons shall leave immediately, or do not blame this commander for having no eyes for his sword."

"The residence of the Great Song Imperial Princess? It seems I haven't come to the wrong place." Wang Jian's rebuke only earned him a good laugh from An Dahe. "Since she is the Great Song Imperial Princess, she must be a stunning beauty. I've heard that the women of the Great Song are all delicate, boneless, and alluring. Let the princess come out so I can see if the rumors are true."

Wang Jian glared at him angrily: "How dare you! To humiliate the Imperial Princess is to humiliate the Song Dynasty. Do you really intend for our two countries to go to war?"

An Dahe didn't take it seriously: "What arrogance! So what if I, the Commander, have humiliated your princess? I'll just ask you one question: Does your Song emperor really dare to start a war?"

"You!" Wang Jian was speechless. He thought it was absurd that the Song Dynasty was willing to send troops to fight against the Jin Dynasty for the sake of the princess. But this shameless person had already come to his doorstep to humiliate him. As the commander of the princess's personal guards, how could he let him act recklessly?

Just as Wang Jian secretly resolved to perish together with his opponent, Tang Qian came out from the backyard and walked into the reception room. He bowed slightly to Wang Jian and said, "Commander Wang, please calm down. I will handle this matter."

Seeing Tang Qian stride over and about to face this brute who had come to cause trouble in the mansion, Wang Jian was really worried that the defenseless Tang Qian would suffer a loss, so he hurriedly reached out to pull him behind him.

Tang Qian waved his hand at Wang Jian, stopping him from doing so: "My own wife is naturally someone I should protect."

Under Wang Jian's extremely astonished gaze, Tang Qian turned around and cupped his hands towards An Dahe opposite him: "My wife has never met you before, Commander. She really doesn't know when she offended you. Please tell me."

“Easy.” An Dahe sneered, “Your wife has indeed not offended me, but she caused my brother to lose an arm. I have come to your door today to seek an explanation for my brother. Please bring your wife out and pour wine for my brother as an apology. If she can perform a few dances, perhaps my brother will be happy and forgive her.”

Tang Qian turned his head and glanced at Wang Jian. Wang Jian immediately understood, stepped forward, and whispered in his ear what had happened that night in the Yanshan mountain valley.

Upon hearing that Wanyan Xun had severed Zha Lu's arm, Tang Qian narrowed his eyes. In just a moment, he had already found the crux of the matter.

“He deliberately lured Zhalu’s brother here, hoping to use him to force me to submit.”

Tang Qian sighed softly, and was about to call over a servant in the mansion to invite Wanyan Xun when another shout came from outside the door. Accompanied by the Fourth Princess Wanyan Ling, the slender figure of the Seventh Princess Wanyan Xi appeared outside the reception room of the Tang family mansion.

After coldly surveying the hall, Wanyan Xi faced the burly man who had come to cause trouble: "So, as the commander of the Eastern Route Army, instead of staying in the army, you came to my Youzhou City to cause trouble. Doesn't that count as dereliction of duty?"

"Seventh Princess?" At the whispered reminder from his subordinate, An Dahe immediately concealed the glint in his eyes. This was the princess most favored by the Emperor of the Great Jin, and he did not dare to offend her. "Princess, you misunderstand. Upon learning that my brother Zha Lu was injured, I only intended to take him back to recuperate. I happened to hear that a princess from the Great Song Dynasty had come to Youzhou City, so I came to pay my respects. I have no other intentions."

Wanyan Xi sneered: "This princess is my close friend, and now that she is married, how can she meet with other outsiders? If you don't want me to tell my father about your harassment of the Song princess, leave Youzhou with your people now. Otherwise, as the lord of Youzhou, I don't mind detaining you for trespassing on the princess's fiefdom."

"Considering that Your Highness is a princess of the royal family, this commander will not hold it against you. But today, this princess of the Great Song Dynasty, I must see her. What can you do about it?"

"An Dahe, how dare you be disrespectful to the princess?" Before Wanyan Xi could lash out, the little girl Xiao Li standing behind her couldn't help but jump out. Unfortunately, she was only glared at by An Dahe's angry eyes, and then she unconsciously shrank back: "Where did this lowly servant come from? Do you have the right to speak here?"

Just as Wanyan Xi was about to reprimand her, Wanyan Ling grabbed her arm. In her anger, the Seventh Princess turned to look at her sister, only to see that Wanyan Ling's gaze was fixed on Tang Qian opposite her. She whispered four words: "Calm down."

Since Dahe had already bullied her younger sister, how could she, as the eldest sister, intend to stand idly by? However, seeing Tang Qian's calm and collected demeanor, a question suddenly arose in her mind: what kind of confidence did Tang Qian have that allowed her to be so composed?

Seeing that both princesses had given up, An Dahe felt even more pleased. He turned to Tang Qian and said, "Hurry up and invite your wife out so that this matter can be settled sooner, and I, the commander, can leave with my brothers sooner."

"I'm so sorry, I can't do that."

At this moment, a hint of ruthlessness appeared in Tang Qian's eyes as he looked at An Dahe. Just now, when Miss Xiao Li blurted out this person's name, he suddenly realized something.

Later historical records state that Princess Zhao Yingluo of Shunde was tortured to death in this man's stronghold. In this life, Zhao Yingluo became his wife, and Tang Qian naturally had to ensure her safety. How could he possibly allow him to meet with Zhao Yingluo?

"You mere Song citizen who surrendered to my Great Jin, you are nothing but my Great Jin's dog. What right do you have to bark and howl here? Believe me, this commander will cut off your head right now?"

"You can try, I'll lend you the guts."

An Dahe was so angry at Tang Qian's actions that he laughed. Just as he was about to reach out and crush the other man to death, another angry shout came from outside the mansion gate: "I want to see who dares to touch him?"

His voice was low and slow, but full of hostility, which made An Dahe's heart tremble slightly. Everyone turned to look at the gate. Wanyan Xun walked in slowly with measured steps.