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

"Young, huh?" Li Yuanchang blurted out, his eyes serious, without a trace of pretense.

This stems from the fact that he truly felt this way deep down.

Many celebrities in later generations are over thirty years old, and no one can tell their real age. They are all beautiful, fair-skinned, and have great skin. Yin Yao, who is all-natural and without filters, is even better than those people.

The concepts of youth and fading beauty are merely prejudices of this era.

In later generations, everyone loves long legs, but in ancient times, women who were slightly tall were considered unrefined, and those with slightly longer feet or higher arches were also considered ugly.

But in reality, these are things that men in later generations dream of, which is why tall and beautiful women like Situ Lan and Su Qing feel that they are not that good-looking.

Yin Yao was completely stunned.

She couldn't understand it, but she also felt that Li Yuanchang wasn't lying.

In the end, she could only manage a wry smile: "Your Highness is no ordinary person."

"This is what it means to be the only one sober while everyone else is drunk."

Li Yuanchang took the opportunity to comfort him, saying, "A person's life is but a fleeting moment. I still vividly remember many things that have happened over the years, as if they happened just yesterday."

"Being too attached to the past will trap you in it."

"If you are too concerned about the future, you will not be able to see the path ahead."

"The best way is to live in the present moment."

"You're so young and beautiful, and you have a long life ahead of you, why not cheer up?"

Yin Yao felt a little embarrassed by the praise, especially since Li Yuanchang was so much younger than her.

"Your Highness, I am very cheerful."

"No, the reason you're having trouble letting go of your worries and overthinking is because of those who have passed away, isn't it?"

"Is it self-blame or pain? Why not let yourself off the hook?" Li Yuanchang said softly.

Yin Yao was caught off guard. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and her mood plummeted.

"It's my fault for not taking good care of You'er, it's my fault for not taking good care of Hongzhi, which led them down a path of no return." As she spoke, tears fell again.

This incredibly resilient woman, when she reveals even the slightest hint of vulnerability, almost unleashes her full sexual tension.

"Ugh."

"They have their own destiny, and perhaps death is a relief for them."

"Life may be over, but the world is long."

"If they could see you like this in heaven, how could they feel good?" Li Yuanchang comforted him.

Yin Yao wiped away her tears, not continuing to cry, showing both vulnerability and extreme resilience: "Your Highness is right, I once had a dream."

"It was You'er and Hongzhi who came to me in a dream, saying that they were very happy over there, without torment, oppression, or hatred."

"That settles it then!" Li Yuanchang said, as people in ancient times had great faith in dreams.

"Then you absolutely must not let them down."

"By the way, please don't do anything rash and hang yourself."

Yin Yao chuckled again, speechless: "Your Highness, if I wanted to commit suicide, wouldn't I have done so long ago?"

Li Yuanchang stared at her.

Yin Yao reached out, thinking there was something on her face.

"You look so beautiful when you smile!" Li Yuanchang blurted out with utmost seriousness.

When a woman's facial features are beautiful enough, what matters is her temperament. This is something that cannot be learned; it is cultivated through experience and personality.

Yin Yao is undoubtedly a person of great temperament. She has reached the peak and fallen to the bottom. Her extensive experience has given her a unique older sister-like attraction.

Yin Yao felt awkward for a moment, her eyes darting around, unsure of what to say.

Li Yuanchang's words were somewhat inappropriate, but upon further reflection, he realized that since she had been crippled, there was no longer any relationship between her and her brother-in-law.

At that moment, the sound of trees being chopped could be heard outside; the house repairs were about to begin.

The banging noises drowned out everything.

At the same time, the medicinal soup was prepared and delivered, breaking the awkward silence between the two.

"..."

Half an hour later, the meditation room was quickly repaired. Although it was still shabby, it could at least keep out the wind and rain.

The medicinal herbs were neatly divided into portions and piled up on the table.

Not only that, Li Yuanchang also took the initiative to bring her a large amount of firewood, quilts, cotton clothes, and even soap.

The meticulous care brought life to this freezing meditation room in the dead of winter.

After completing all this, Li Yuanchang submitted his resignation.

"I have official business to attend to, so I will not stay any longer."

"I will send someone to check your pulse every three days. I have also spoken to the eunuchs here. If they mistreat you, I will deal with them."

"You should devote yourself to Buddhist practice."

Li Yuanchang said that he knew that Consort Yin was a devout Buddhist, and that she had almost survived the past year or two solely through her spiritual practice.

Consort Yin didn't know what to say to express her gratitude, nor could she do anything for Li Yuanchang.

In the end, all his unspoken words were condensed into a deep bow: "Thank you, King of Han."

"I'm gone."

Li Yuanchang smiled and then left.

When I got to the door.

"Your Highness, the Prince of Han."

"Hmm?" Li Yuanchang turned around.

Consort Yin pursed her lips, which had regained some color after taking the medicine.

"If Your Highness doesn't mind, how about we address each other as brother and sister?" Her eyes held a hint of probing and affection.

The two seemed to have grown closer without anyone noticing.

Li Yuanchang smiled and said, "I couldn't be happier!"

Yin Yao smiled, exuding the charm of a mature woman whose beauty has only grown stronger with time.

Li Yuanchang said nothing more and quickly left.

After he left, Changhong Temple returned to its desolate state.

But what changed was that meditation room; it wasn't just that the leaks had been repaired, nor was it simply that Li Yuanchang was secretly protecting it.

The people living inside have also regained some vitality.

Yin Yao's mood improved considerably. After eating a meal and regaining some strength, she personally carved a "Longevity Tablet" with a small knife.

The words "King of Han" and "King of Han's Palace" are carved on it and then painted with red lacquer, making it extremely exquisite.

This is a tradition from the Tang Dynasty, used to pray for the living. "Chang Sheng" means longevity, and "Lu" represents salary and good fortune. They are usually enshrined in temples.

Yin Yao placed the incense sticks under the Buddha statue in her meditation room and lit an ever-burning lamp, which was actually incense and candles, and she would add them every day to ensure a continuous supply.

"..."

After visiting Consort Yin, Li Yuanchang hurriedly went to the Ministry of War to prepare to take over the logistics and dispatch.

We are still in the early stages of the war, and the front lines may not have even been engaged in combat yet, but logistical difficulties have already arisen.

He knew clearly that Li Shimin's massive campaign in history was ultimately forced to end in September of the nineteenth year of the Zhenguan era.

Liaodong enters extremely cold weather in September, which is when the logistical pressure is greatest.

Therefore, he had to do his best to prepare as soon as possible, and at the very least, ensure that fewer soldiers would freeze or die from disease.

This would prevent the Ministry of War's logistics from being handled so poorly that it would be impeached by others.

But as soon as he entered the Ministry of War, he was met with a host of changes and problems!