In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

"Your Highness, Prince Han!"

As soon as Li Yuanchang stepped out of Xuanwu Gate, before he could even board the carriage of the Prince of Han's residence, he heard shouts coming from afar.

Li Yuanchang turned his head and looked at the voice, which seemed somewhat familiar.

The guards were blocking the way, and it turned out to be Fang Yi'ai, the emperor's son-in-law.

Although the imperial son-in-law was a relative of the emperor, he was not allowed to attend court if he did not hold a substantive official position.

Li Yuanchang put down his leg and went to meet him.

The guards immediately let them pass.

"Your Highness, we've been waiting for you."

"Your Highness, what's going on?" Li Yuanchang asked, drawing out his words.

Fang Yi'ai smiled and said, "The hunting trip in Wangchuan was thanks to the care of the Prince of Han. The princess sent me here to invite the Prince of Han to his home for a chat."

差？

A black line appeared on Li Yuanchang's forehead. He was Fang Xuanling's son, and her husband, yet he used such a derogatory term…

It seems he's truly being suppressed by Gao Yang.

"Your Highness, there's no need for that. I have many official duties to attend to." He declined directly.

He had no intention of contacting Fang Yi'ai or Gao Yang; everything he did was out of respect for Fang Xuanling.

Fang Yi'ai was slightly embarrassed, and then invited again, "Your Highness, it's just a banquet."

Li Yuanchang smiled and said, "I know, but I really have official business to attend to."

"Please trouble Your Highness to go back and tell the princess that I appreciate your kind intentions."

Fang Yi'ai felt regretful upon hearing this.

"Well... okay."

"Then we will invite the King of Han again another day."

Li Yuanchang nodded, and before leaving, he turned back and said, "Your Highness, think back to that day in Wangchuan when you roared and charged at the tiger."

Be tougher.

Fang Yi'ai gave an awkward smile: "Okay, okay!"

Li Yuanchang nodded and then left.

Fang Yi'ai looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and with Li Yuanchang's words echoing in his mind, straightened his back and went home.

The courtyard of the Fang family mansion.

Princess Gaoyang is applying floral decorations in front of a mirror; she is a sweet and elegant young woman with a refined and noble air.

"Princess, your husband has returned."

Fang Yi'ai strode directly into the house.

Princess Gaoyang frowned slightly, instantly feeling a bit disgusted.

"How did it go? Did you manage to invite the Prince of Han?"

"His Highness the Prince of Han said he had official business to attend to and could not come," Fang Yi'ai explained in detail.

Princess Gaoyang's face instantly turned from cloudy to stormy, filled with disgust: "Fang Er, you good-for-nothing!"

"If you can't even get someone to come, what use are you?"

boom!

She angrily smashed the jewelry box, revealing her spoiled and pampered nature.

The maids were so frightened that they quickly closed their ears and left.

Fang Yi'ai was so frightened that he trembled on the spot and tried to crawl under the table.

But then he suddenly remembered Li Yuanchang's words of advice, and immediately regarded Princess Gaoyang as that fierce tiger. His past grievances surfaced in his mind, his expression changed, and he suddenly became furious.

"That's enough!"

"Gao Yang, don't be so presumptuous!"

Snapped!

Fang Yi'ai slammed his fist on the table.

Princess Gaoyang was stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief. She thought she was dreaming. Fang Er dared to slam his fist on the table with her?

Then she realized it wasn't a dream and flew into a rage.

"Fang Er, you spineless coward, how dare you reprimand this princess?"

She picked up things and smashed them.

boom!

Snapped!

Fang Yi'ai's courage vanished instantly, leaving only fear and a conditioned reflex of submission.

"Gao Yang, no!"

"I was wrong."

"I was wrong."

"Get out!" Princess Gaoyang was furious. She was so angry that she kept smashing things.

boom!

"Ah!" Fang Yi'ai screamed, covering his forehead, and then slunk away.

"No one is allowed to enter this room without my permission!" Princess Gaoyang shouted angrily outside, her beautiful eyes and brows revealing her disgust.

The room fell silent, save for Princess Gaoyang's heavy breathing; her chest heaved violently, indicating a considerable amount of movement.

She's comparable to a woman who has given birth.

He could be considered a young man with a striking appearance...

"Why is my life so miserable? Why did my father make me marry such a good-for-nothing!" Princess Gaoyang cried as she swept everything off the table.

Fang Yi'ai, who was hiding outside the window, heard all these words clearly. His face showed humiliation and humiliation, and a brief glimpse of masculine anger also appeared.

His fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.

But in the end, he let go.

Thinking of Gao Yang's identity, thinking of keeping the peace, thinking that if he complied, the family wouldn't fall apart, he held back once again.

As for the things Li Yuanchang reminded him of, he couldn't remember a single one.

"..."

At this moment, Li Yuanchang was neither busy with official duties nor returned to the Prince of Han's residence.

Instead, they came out of Xuanwu Gate and headed straight for Haitang Courtyard.

To avoid attracting attention, he even changed his outfit, wearing ordinary black clothes and a jade belt, giving him the air of a refined gentleman.

"Your Highness."

Li Yi, dressed like a fisherman, appeared beside him.

"Are you sure the person is still inside?"

"Once the person went in, they never came out again. Unless there's a secret passage inside, it's impossible for them to slip away right under our noses," Li Yi said.

Li Yuanchang nodded: "Go and do your work."

"yes!"

Li Yi disappeared into the bustling city.

Li Yuanchang, accompanied only by Guo Chao, stepped forward and knocked on the gate of the Begonia Courtyard.

When he heard the quickening footsteps coming from inside, Li Yuanchang's heart began to pound.

That heart, which had been dormant for many years, seemed to come alive!

Are we finally going to meet?

Even he, a man who had seen many storms, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion at this moment.

creak...

The gate to the Begonia Villa was opened, revealing a middle-aged man with several attendants.

"May I ask, sir, what brings you here?"

"Visiting your employer." Li Yuanchang did not reveal his identity.

The middle-aged man frowned, his attitude firm: "Young master, the Begonia Villa never receives guests, and we have none. You should leave."

"I really am here to visit. Just come in and say that an old friend has come to visit." Li Yuanchang held the door open with one hand.

The middle-aged man couldn't budge it no matter how hard he tried, and his eyes immediately turned extremely displeased.

Li Yuanchang peeked through the crack in the door and saw more than a dozen guards approaching.

boom!

Li Yuanchang increased his strength and forcefully pushed open the vermilion gate.

The middle-aged man stumbled back several steps, nearly falling, and roared in fury, "You!!"

Upon seeing this, more than a dozen guards rushed forward.

Li Yuanchang simply pulled out a token and slammed it there.

The dozen or so guards were instantly frozen in place, staring at the token in astonishment.

"Bing, Bingbu?"

Their eyes darted around nervously, but none of them dared to make a move.

"Who else wants to make a move?" Li Yuanchang asked disdainfully.

The middle-aged man and all the guards had solemn expressions.

"May I ask, sir, who are you, and why are you forcing your way into this place?"

"Even if you are an official, this law doesn't apply to you, does it?"

"And this place isn't without its connections!"

The middle-aged man remained composed, clearly possessing considerable confidence.