Chapter 132 A Match Made in Heaven
She couldn't even remember the shape of those eyes, only the light in them made them breathtakingly beautiful.
Then, a handsome and calm face appeared in my mind. It was the Prince of Jing.
Lin Hao shook his head.
Is she crazy? When her mother asked her what kind of person she liked, why did she think of the masked man who died with her in her previous life, and also of Prince Jing?
Oh my God, does she like two people?
This discovery frightened Lin Hao.
"Ah Hao, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her daughter's expression changing, Mrs. Lin patted her arm.
Lin Hao stood up suddenly, which scared Mrs. Lin and the old lady.
"Grandma, mother, I'll go back and think about it."
Watching Lin Hao hurried away, the old lady and Lin looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Mother, what do you think Ah Hao is thinking about when he returns home?"
The old lady had a complicated expression: "Maybe you've finally enlightened Ah Hao by asking him questions."
Lin was dumbfounded.
Lin Hao returned to her boudoir, sat on the bed, took the soft pillow from the bedside table, rested her chin on it and stared blankly.
She always thought she was an honest person, so why did she think of two people when her mother asked her?
It was okay if it was Prince Jing, after all they met often, but she didn’t even know the appearance or age of the person who blocked the sword for her in her previous life.
Wait, when did she start liking Prince Jing?
Lin Hao thought about it calmly and felt that something was wrong.
Perhaps it was because she was led astray by her mother in that atmosphere that she subconsciously thought of the two men who left the deepest impression on her.
One died with her, and the other had the most daily contact with her.
Fortunately, she is still normal.
Just like Lin Hao, Princess Yian thought about it over and over again for two days, and finally couldn't help but confess her feelings to the Queen Mother.
"Grandmother, you asked me what kind of person I like before. I couldn't explain it at the time, but now I know."
"Oh, what kind of person does Jiaojiao like?" asked the Queen Mother with a smile.
Princess Yi'an's maiden name is Jiao.
"I like... talented people." Princess Yi'an's cheeks turned slightly red and she lowered her head.
"Talented?" The Queen Mother muttered this word and understood Princess Yi'an's intention.
All the people present were confidants, and the Queen Mother asked directly, "Did Jiaojiao take a fancy to last year's top scholar?"
The Empress Dowager had long known about Princess Yi'an's visit to the Lantern Mountain to guess riddles during the Lantern Festival, and she also knew about the number one scholar giving a lantern to Miss Lin Er.
Princess Yi'an blushed and nodded slightly after a long time.
"I have seen that young man before. He is indeed very handsome. However, I heard that he gave the glass palace lantern to the young lady from the Lin family."
Princess Yi'an pursed her lips.
She was indeed annoyed by this matter, but now was not the time to dwell on it.
"Yang Zhuangyuan said that among the women present, he only knew Miss Lin Er, so he gave the glass lamp to her."
"How did Jiaojiao know this?" the Queen Mother asked calmly.
"When the emperor heard that Yang Zhuangyuan had guessed the riddle, he summoned him to Xuande Tower and expressed his concern for his future."
A strange look flashed in the Queen Mother's eyes.
The Emperor is concerned about Yang Zhuangyuan's lifelong affairs? This shows that he intends to make him an important figure.
Realizing this, the Queen Mother felt relieved.
Jiaojiao has been with her since she was a child and is no different from her own granddaughter. Of course, she wants to choose a good husband for her.
The Empress Dowager was not satisfied with Yang Zhe's background. You know, it would be much more difficult for people to pursue a career in officialdom without family support. But if the Emperor valued him, it would be different.
What could be a greater help than that which the Emperor values?
As for Wen Rugui's situation, the Queen Mother was not worried because Jiaojiao's backing was the royal family.
"Grandmother, please grant your granddaughter's wish." Having said this, Princess Yian shook the Empress Dowager's arm and begged desperately.
"Stop shaking! You're shaking my old bones to pieces." The Queen Mother had a plan in mind, and her expression relaxed. "I'll ask the Emperor for his opinion later."
Princess Yi'an was overjoyed: "Thank you, Grandmother!"
The Queen Mother reached out and tapped Princess Yi'an's forehead: "A girl should be more reserved. It depends on what your father says."
"I know." Princess Yi'an covered her forehead with her hands and smiled lively.
If the Empress Dowager asks, the Emperor will definitely agree.
The Queen Mother found an opportunity to mention this to Emperor Tai'an, who was surprised and asked, "Did your mother choose the number one scholar for Yi'an?"
The Queen Mother naturally wouldn't say that Princess Yi'an had chosen him on her own. She smiled and said, "Yi'an is already grown up, and I've long wanted to find her a suitable husband. The top scholar, Yang Zhe, is young, talented, and has good character. I think he and Yi'an are a match made in heaven. I just wonder what the Emperor thinks."
Emperor Tai'an smiled and said, "Of course my son listens to my mother. Her satisfaction is the most important thing."
The Queen Mother felt much relieved by Emperor Tai'an's answer: "The rest of the matter will be left to the Emperor."
"Don't worry, mother."
Emperor Tai'an left the Cining Palace and glanced towards the East Palace.
Yang Zhe is a talented person, but he has no family support. In the future, when he assists the prince, he will inevitably be constrained by those ministers who come from prominent families and have complicated connections. It will be much better to have Yi An, his wife's family.
A few days later, Emperor Tai'an summoned Yang Zhe into the palace.
"Your humble servant greets His Majesty."
"No need to be so polite, Yang Xiuzhuan." Emperor Tai'an's attitude was as warm as a spring breeze. He chatted for a few minutes before getting down to business. "The other day, I said I was keeping an eye out for you. Coincidentally, the Empress Dowager was looking for a consort for Yi'an last year. I heard that Yang Xiuzhuan shone brightly during the Lantern Festival and was very fond of you. I think you and Yi'an are a match made in heaven. What do you think?"
Emperor Tai'an asked politely, but left no room for refusal.
A match made in heaven. The word "heaven" here has two meanings. The emperor is the "heaven". If it is said to be a match made in heaven, who would dare to refuse?
Yang Zhe knelt down, a little apprehensive: "I am of humble origin, how dare I marry the princess?"
Emperor Tai'an showed a look of disapproval: "What Yang Xiuzhuan said is wrong. You are the number one scholar chosen by me, a disciple of the emperor. How can you be humble? If I say you deserve it, then you deserve it."
Yang Zhe lowered his eyes, and his handsome face was reflected on the ground paved with gold bricks. It was clearly his own face, but he inexplicably felt a sense of strangeness.
Under the condescending gaze of Emperor Tai'an, he placed his hands on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold gold brick: "Your Majesty... Thank you for your grace."
Emperor Tai'an relaxed his expression and smiled: "Get up quickly."
The news that the emperor had granted marriage to Princess Yi'an and the top scholar Yang Zhe spread quickly.
Han Baocheng and others invited Yang Zhe to drink and congratulated him.
Yang Zhe held the wine glass, looking unfazed by fame or disgrace. He drank one glass after another, obviously more decisively than usual, and soon became slightly tipsy.
Wen Feng looked at Yang Zhe several times, and finally couldn't help but say: "Brother Yang."
Yang Zhe looked at him, his eyes cold and indifferent.
Wen Feng swallowed what he wanted to say silently and raised his glass: "Congratulations."
Yang Zhe raised his glass to his lips, dipped it in the cold liquor, and smiled slightly: "Thank you."
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