Now I really have to marry the princess.

Yang Zhengdao and Changsun Chong had just finished lunch when the eunuch Jian entered as if he had timed it perfectly.

"Would you two gentlemen like some more tea?"

Changsun Chong quickly waved his hand and spoke first: "We two will take our leave now. Please give my regards to my aunt when she wakes up."

Yang Zhengdao didn't care that Changsun Chong made the decision for him.

He cupped his hands in greeting to the eunuch Jian, preparing to leave with Changsun Chong.

But the eunuch called out to him, "Young Master Yang, wait! Her Majesty the Empress wishes to see you."

Yang Zhengdao glanced at the screen subconsciously, thinking to himself that what was bound to happen would happen eventually.

Changsun Chong looked surprised: "Eunuch Jian, has your aunt woken up from her nap?"

The eunuch, unsure how to explain, could only manage a dry laugh: "Young Master Changsun, you should return to the Wude Hall first. Her Majesty the Empress has only kept Young Master Yang."

Changsun Chong was taken aback, then glared at Yang Zhengdao with hatred.

He was extremely resentful. Not only did his cousin Azhi have a high opinion of Yang Zhengdao, but even his aunt treated him differently.

Yang Zhengdao, naturally disregarding Changsun Chong's resentment, followed the eunuch Jian into the main hall with trepidation.

Inside the main hall, Empress Zhangsun sat regally.

She wore a simple crimson casual dress; her hair was simply tied up without any pearls or gold hairpins.

Just sitting there made Yang Zhengdao unconsciously behave himself.

He bowed respectfully, and as he looked up, he seemed to see a thin layer of anger hidden behind Empress Zhangsun's warm smile.

Empress Zhangsun raised her hand in a gesture of support, her tone gentle, like that of an ordinary elder, as she chatted about everyday matters: "Zhengdao has been working hard practicing martial arts these days. Did you rest well last night?"

Yang Zhengdao's heart skipped a beat.

last night! ?

This isn't just a hint; it's practically asking you what you did last night.

It turns out they weren't looking for a son-in-law!

In a flash, Yang Zhengdao realized that Su Hongyi was not a member of the Hundred Cavalry Division at all.

Moreover, the novel he wrote last night has probably already been copied by Su Hongyi and sent to Empress Zhangsun first.

Originally, he planned to find an opportunity to speak to Li Er after he finished writing everything.

After all, such a timeless masterpiece is more suitable for communication between men.

I imagine that no matter the era, men can always exchange knowing smiles when they talk about this; those who understand, understand.

But now it has fallen into the hands of Empress Zhangsun.

The taste changes.

What would happen if a woman read such a strange book?

First, one blushes and feels a racing heart, then inevitably erupts in fury.

It's not that women are both playful and pretentious, but rather that it's determined by their gender and driven by a sense of shame.

If a woman hadn't undergone countless trials and tribulations, what woman would lose that sense of shame? Especially in the Tang Dynasty! Especially since this was Empress Zhangsun of the Tang Dynasty.

He was probably already regarded by Empress Zhangsun as a dissolute and lewd man.

After figuring these things out, Yang Zhengdao was immediately drenched in sweat.

But at this time, we must not be timid; we need to be confident and assertive!

Mother-in-law, please listen to my excuses.

Yang Zhengdao quickly composed himself and answered honestly.

"Your Highness, yesterday Zhengdao chatted with He Fengyu of the Imperial Pharmacy about the harm of consanguineous marriage. Zhengdao was deeply moved and thought about writing a legend that night. He couldn't stop writing and ended up writing a little late."

Empress Zhangsun chuckled lightly: "You're quite honest after all."

Yang Zhengdao couldn't help but complain in his heart, "There are human cameras all over the house. You and His Majesty Li Er, why don't you give me a chance to be dishonest!"

He cupped his hands in greeting, preparing to explain, "The legends written by Zhengdao are about..."

"Snapped!"

Empress Zhangsun slammed down her teacup, her anger rising, and she almost blurted out the words "lecherous scoundrel."

Here in the Lizheng Hall, do you still intend to utter those obscene words and phrases?!

Empress Zhangsun immediately realized her lapse in composure, but since he was a junior, she couldn't be too harsh on him.

She suppressed her anger, took a deep breath, put on a smile again, and spoke in her usual gentle tone.

"Politics and legends are ultimately just pastimes. If you become obsessed with them, you will go astray. You are young, so you should read more of the words of sages and virtuous men, correct your character, and never be unrestrained or dissolute."

this!!

Unrestrained and dissolute?! Unbridled and self-indulgent?!

Yang Zhengdao broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

It was indeed a misunderstanding.

Empress Zhangsun was probably already cursing him in her heart, pointing her finger at his nose and calling him "you little lecher."

At this point, it is necessary to shift the focus of the conflict; otherwise, there will be no chance to even make excuses.

Yang Zhengdao quickly bowed and admitted his mistake: "Your Highness is right. I, Zhengdao, reflect on myself every day and would never dare to belittle myself or make a mistake. Therefore, I was able to write that legendary scroll entirely thanks to the efforts of the second son of the Wang family of Hejian."

Ah Hui, I'm so sorry!

Anyway, you're already a notorious playboy in Empress Zhangsun's eyes, so one more time won't make a difference.

Empress Zhangsun frowned: "Li Hui!?"

Yang Zhengdao was overjoyed; Empress Zhangsun's attention had indeed been diverted.

He quickly seized the opportunity to explain.

"Indeed, Zhengdao thought that if the world were to know the harm of marriage between close relatives, it would be best to use legends to convey the truth. However, Zhengdao does not understand those vulgar and scandalous matters, so if Zhengdao's plan succeeds, Li Hui should be credited with the greatest merit."

Yes, you don't understand politics! Blame Li Hui if you must!

At that moment, Li Hui, who had just finished eating in the corridor and stepped out of the corridor, couldn't help but sneeze.

He looked up at the warm sun and felt a sweet warmth in his heart. He thought to himself, "It must be just as you dreamed of me!"

Empress Zhangsun almost laughed out of anger after hearing Yang Zhengdao's words.

The greatest credit!?

You two, one misuses your talent, writing vulgar articles; the other is willful by nature, often doing absurd things, yet you're already claiming credit for yourselves!

But then she thought of Yang Zhengdao's second mention of the harm of consanguineous marriage, and the characters in "The Spring of the Curtain Screen" flashed through her mind.

Lu Jinlian and Zheng Ping'er are not only the cousins ​​of that lewd Cui Qing, but also his aunt and aunt.

She was so focused on the erotic... and absurd story that she hadn't thought about this aspect in detail.

Now, after hearing Yang Zhengdao's explanation and reflecting on the relationships between the characters in the book, I suddenly understood.

Use a story to illustrate a principle! Imbue reason with emotion!

That's not a bad idea.

The details were just too provocative... too unbearable, making them too painful to recall.

How did they manage to shoot the silver goose with the golden bullet under the grape trellis...? Should we ask Erlang about it later?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Empress Zhangsun felt her cheeks burning. She quickly picked up her teacup and took a sip to hide the slight unease that flashed across her face.

But the more I try not to think about it, the more the image keeps creeping into my mind.

She calmed herself down, inwardly cursing that Li Hui, that unruly boy, was a good teacher, and how could Zheng Dao possibly know the details of their intimate moments?

Thinking of this, Empress Zhangsun's eyes narrowed.

When the opportunity arises, I will definitely teach that unruly brat Li Hui a lesson for the Prince of Hejian! It will not be in vain that Yang Zhengdao asked for the credit on his behalf.

In the Imperial Horse Garden, Li Hui, who had just mounted his warhorse, couldn't help but sneeze again, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

It seems that even after finishing martial arts training, there will still be more hard work to do.

Since someone is thinking about it, I'll go to Pingkang Lane before the evening drum to report for duty and feed that vixen Rumeng first.