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Jiang Xi smiled at Fong Yang and said, "You look so handsome today, I can't take my eyes off you."
Fong Yang walked over, leaned down, and kissed her gently. "Am I only good-looking today?"
Jiang Xi smiled lightly and quickly praised, "Of course not! Your face is always so handsome that it makes me want to look at you more. It's just that you look especially good today."
Fong Yang knelt down to help Jiang Xi put on her shoes and socks, then took her hand as they walked outside. "I'm glad you like it. Let's go out for a meal. After dinner, I'll take you to the mountain top to see the stars."
"Mm," Jiang Xi replied, secretly sighing to herself: There isn't a woman in the world who can resist the feeling of being cherished like this.
After dinner, Jiang Xi and Fong Yang arrived hand in hand at the highest peak of Sky Pavilion.
Yin Ye watched his lord's tender demeanor and sighed softly, saying, "With the prince so immersed in tenderness, will he...?"
Han Yue interrupted him with a laugh, "Will he what? Are you feeling mischievous again? I really want to throw you off a cliff."
Yin Ye was momentarily speechless. "I was just saying it casually; why are you so worked up?"
Han Yue snorted coldly. "Even if it's casual, it doesn't matter. I just like seeing the prince pampering the lady."
Yin Ye made a strange expression and replied, "It's not like he's pampering you. What do you like?"
Ignoring him, Han Yue turned to the ever-quiet Han Shuang and asked, "Shuang'er, have you ever fantasized about meeting your ideal husband in the future?"
At his words, Han Shuang looked at him with an expressionless face, her eyes reflecting a certain disdain as if she were looking at a fool.
Yin Ye mercilessly commented, "That was a really stupid question; Han Shuang doesn't even care to respond to you."
Han Yue clenched his fists, thinking to himself: If it weren't for the prince and the young lady being present, he would have taught that scoundrel a lesson. After all, the other party was just speaking offhandedly, expressing their feelings. Who in our position would unrealistically fantasize about a perfect husband?
Understanding idle chatter? Forget it; talking to that scoundrel Yin Ye would only drive him to frustration.
Jiang Xi, however, sensed the budding tension of a playful rivalry. Her gaze drifted towards the distant, towering mountains as she said, "The night sky is truly beautiful tonight; it feels like we're in a fairyland." With that, she slowly lay down on Fong Yang's lap, gazing up at the starry sky.
After a moment, she asked, "By the way, Fong Yang, how is my mother doing now?"
Fong Yang gently brushed her hair aside and replied, "Don't worry; your mother has already left the borders of Da Zhou, and her journey is going smoothly. I've arranged for some Shadow Guards along the way, and there are also many skilled fighters by her side who can handle any pursuers."
Jiang Xi couldn't help but exclaim, "With such a strong husband and an impressive mother pampering me like this, how am I so lucky?"
Fong Yang looked down at her, his expression slightly dazed. He thought to himself: Being able to pamper you in this lifetime is my greatest happiness.
Suddenly, Jiang Xi asked, "I've heard that some experts in astrology can predict the fate of the Emperor Star by observing the changes in the stars. Fong Yang, do you believe in such things?"
She thought to herself that Fong Yang was a formidable general, a strategic Regent, a man with deep thoughts like the ocean, and a proud and noble warrior; surely he wouldn't believe in fate.
However, Fong Yang softly replied, "I do."
He couldn't help but gently caress her delicate cheek with his fingers, a slight smile gracing his lips as he said, "Is that strange? I'm human too; don't deify me too much. For now, you can stay here. If you have any issues, feel free to approach Yun Ting directly."
Jiang Xi's eyes sparkled as she said, "Yun Ting is that young man in white clothes; he seems quite refined and easy to get along with."
Upon hearing Jiang Xi praise another man, Fong Yang's gaze darkened slightly.
Jiang Xi immediately smiled reassuringly and added, "But he's not as good-looking as you; my prince is the most handsome."
"My Prince" delighted Fong Yang.
He looked down at the girl lying on his lap, his heart blooming with joy.
At the peak of Kunlun Mountain.
Fong Yang gazed down at the girl resting on his legs and spoke softly, "Kunlun Mountain is quite far from the Great Zhou Imperial Capital. The wedding procession will set off two days in advance. Yun Ting will arrange everything, so you can rest easy about your marriage. I will return to the capital first and then meet up with the wedding party halfway to welcome my bride."
Jiang Xi looked at the doting Fong Yang with crescent-shaped eyes and replied, "I will do as you say."
Two days later, the Regent's wedding was set for April Eighteenth, and this news quickly spread throughout the streets of the capital.
Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager's expression turned cold as she said, "Indeed, a powerful Regent dares to overlook such an important matter without consulting me. The Emperor is right; he has no loyalty to the throne in his heart."
Fong Gaoyun's brows furrowed as he said, "The Regent holds military power, and Jiang Xi has wealth. If they truly marry, how can I feel at ease? Mother, do you have any countermeasures?"
The Empress Dowager smugly proposed a plan: "The Regent has never been close to women and might be unfamiliar with matters of the bedchamber. Why not send him two maidens to guide him? Also, doesn't the Wen Family Girl like the Regent? It would be a double blessing to grant her in marriage to him as well."
Fong Gaoyun frowned and replied, "The Wen family is of noble birth; she would never agree to be someone’s concubine. If I were to grant this marriage, wouldn't that be unfair to her? Moreover, would Taifu Wen agree?"
The Empress Dowager turned to him and said, "Who said we would make Wen a concubine? The Emperor only needs to issue a decree for Wen to become the primary wife. When the Regent marries, all officials will come to congratulate him. I don't believe that in front of all these ministers, the Regent would dare openly defy an imperial edict. As for Lady Jiang, since Fong Yang has just divorced, let him take her as a Secondary Wife; that way it’s a win-win situation."
Fong Gaoyun's face darkened like water, remaining silent. He knew well that the Empress Dowager was underestimating the situation.
Understanding the Regent's temperament, who scorned even pretense, how could he willingly accept an imperial decree that went against his wishes?
The Empress Dowager frowned and turned to Pan Hai: "Choose two maidens to send to the Regent's Palace and say it is my intention. Also, have the Regent come to the palace."
Fong Gaoyun voiced his disagreement, "Mother, if you summon him to the palace so urgently, what if we alert the enemy?"
The Empress Dowager appeared confident as she replied, "Rest assured, Your Majesty, I have my ways to deal with him. If you truly feel uneasy, go speak with Huo Xingwen; do not forget he is the main character in this play."
Upon hearing this, Fong Gaoyun relaxed a bit and said, "I understand what to do now. Mother, you should rest."
The Empress Dowager nodded slightly and said, "That's good to hear. You may go about your business; if there is any news here, I will send someone to inform you promptly."
Returning from his search for medicine, Su Muchen noticed the Eunuch by the gate of the Wang residence and curiously paused.
He asked, "Pan the Steward, what brings you here?"
Pan Hai put on an air of authority and replied, "I am here on the orders of the Empress Dowager to deliver two palace maids for teaching. Is the Regent at home?"
Su Muchen chuckled lightly, "Teaching palace maids? Does my lord need such things? It seems some people are courting disaster."
Amused, Su Muchen responded, "The lord is not here. Pan the Steward should take them back. My lord has no use for teaching palace maids; please take them all back with you."
Pan Hai threatened in return, "Young Master Su, I am acting on the Empress Dowager's orders."
Without saying another word, Su Muchen simply closed the gate of the Regent's Palace right in front of Pan Hai.
Pan Hai's face darkened instantly with anger. He thought to himself, "How audacious of the Regent's Palace! Even a mere guard dares to disrespect me. No wonder His Majesty suspects the Regent of treason."
As he turned around to leave in a huff, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves approaching from afar.
He instinctively turned his head and met the gaze of Fong Yang, whose noble and unattainable beauty was striking.
Pan Hai quickly bowed and said, "This old servant pays his respects to the Regent."
Fong Yang dismounted and glanced at him, asking, "Is there something you need?"
With a respectful and flattering smile on his face, Pan Hai tried to mask his fear of the Regent as he replied, "Reporting to the Regent, this servant comes on the orders of the Empress Dowager. She wishes for you to come to the palace; there are important matters she needs to discuss with you."
Upon hearing this, Fong Yang simply said, "I will return home to bathe and change. I will enter the palace in the evening."
Pan Hai acknowledged this and inexplicably felt a sense of relief.
As soon as he entered the residence, he saw Su Muchen waiting and immediately asked, "What’s going on? Why did Pan Hai come?"
With a mischievous smile, Su Muchen replied, "Pan the Steward said he wanted to send two palace maids to the prince. I sent him away directly."
Fong Yang remained silent.
Yin Ye, however, became indignant and said, "Has that Empress Dowager lost her mind? Does she want to ruin our master's marriage? Hmph, what a foolish thought."
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