Now I really have to marry the princess.

Chapter 65 I, Li Hui, have made a mistake in choosing my friends!

The door closed again, and the room became quiet.

Su Hongyi hesitated for a moment before finally asking the question that had been weighing on her mind: "Big Brother... can we really find out about Xiao Yi?"

Yang Zhengdao smiled faintly: "Do you think Immortal Sun can find out?"

"This servant does not know."

"It's good that you don't know. Even Lu Kaogong didn't know, but he didn't dare to gamble."

Su Hongyi did not ask any further questions.

She lowered her head, looked at her toes, remained silent for a long time, and finally made a decision.

"Young Master, about what happened tonight, I...I won't tell anyone, please..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Zhengdao suddenly leaned in and sealed her red lips with a kiss.

"Um……"

Su Hongyi struggled for a moment and then gave up.

Although she still seemed a little clumsy, she tried her best to respond.

Yang Zhengdao was overjoyed. What did this mean? Did this mean he had successfully turned Su Hongyi against him?

It's good that no one will tell!

Su Hongyi's special identity made Yang Zhengdao feel inexplicably excited.

He couldn't help but think of the female investigator in the study materials.

In this situation, he became even bolder.

Su Hongyi felt like she was suffocating; her cheeks were burning.

But the next moment, her mind went blank, her body trembled first, and then froze.

Why is his hand here again...?

But the three people inside could wake up at any moment!

Or should we wake them up and then knock them unconscious?!

No! No! That's not allowed.

How could I even have such a thought?! It's so shameful!

Meanwhile, the fake mother had already gone to summon Tan Feng and the others.

It will take him two quarters of an hour to finish, there won't be enough time.

Su Hongyi's remaining rationality allowed her to break free from Yang Zhengdao's embrace.

Blushing, she retreated to the wall before remembering to wipe her damp lips.

The next day.

Yang Zhengdao left Tan Feng, Gao Kan, and Shi Tu at another place, guarding Ru Meng's small courtyard and the three jars of urine inside.

He was accompanied only by Su Hongyi.

Su Hongyi's expression remained aloof, but when she inadvertently glanced at Yang Zhengdao, a faint blush would appear on her face.

Unexpectedly, they ran into Aba and Nazha as soon as they left Pingkangfang.

These two people had rushed here as soon as the gates of the neighborhood opened and were guarding this place.

Li Hui, riding side by side, glanced suspiciously at Su Hongyi, then at Nazha who had followed, before leaning closer.

"Ah Dao, what's with this hobby of yours? One female guard on the left, one female guard on the right?"

Yang Zhengdao raised his chin: "What? Envious?"

"No, no, I still think it's inappropriate for women to wield swords and arrows."

After saying that, Li Hui shook his head to himself.

Yang Zhengdao gave an embarrassed smile.

Li Hui glanced around and lowered his voice, saying, "Adao, let me remind you, Chang Le is quite like Princess Pingyang. You'd better be careful."

"Is this really true?!" Yang Zhengdao was extremely shocked.

Princess Pingyang was the third daughter of Li Yuan and is considered the only female general in the official history of the Tang Dynasty.

Given his background and personal achievements, his family status naturally held a significant position.

Although Chai Shao and Pingyang treated each other with respect and affection, they were not immune to gossip from powerful figures who claimed that Chai Shao was not a proper husband.

As Li Er's eldest daughter, it is not surprising that Chang Le inherited some of the spirit of her aunt, Princess Pingyang.

Seeing Yang Zhengdao's surprised expression, Li Hui felt quite pleased.

"During last year's palace polo match, His Majesty had a sudden inspiration and ordered the sons and daughters of the imperial clan to form a team each. Princess Changle personally took to the field and scored three goals in a row, turning the tide of the game. My father said that Princess Pingyang did the same thing back then."

Yang Zhengdao was quite surprised to find that such a small person had such a dashing and heroic side.

According to historical records, Chang Le was filial, respectful, and quiet after marriage, and the only mention of her is that she once advised Emperor Taizong of Tang.

Perhaps it was because the world was at peace that she was not given a stage to display her talents, or perhaps it was because she was too beautiful to have a life, and was not given the opportunity to fully display her brilliance.

Yang Zhengdao couldn't help but feel disappointed when he thought about this.

There are many different theories about the cause of Chang Le's early death throughout history. Some say it was due to qi stagnation, some say it was due to postpartum weakness, and others say it was due to worry and anxiety.

Qi-related illnesses are the most likely, yet the least plausible.

Historical records mention Qi disease among Li Yuan, Li Er, Li Chengqian, and Li Zhi, indicating that Qi disease was a hereditary disease in the Li Tang imperial family.

It's normal for Chang Le to have a qi disorder, so why did she die so young?

On the contrary, postpartum weakness and anxiety-induced illness are the most reasonable explanations.

Early marriage and childbirth are harmful to health. In addition, in the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, the royal family was in great turmoil. Witnessing brothers killing each other, he was worried and fearful, which harmed his health, and he died young.

This is the answer that Yang Zhengdao believes is closest to the truth.

If it were Shang Chang Le, he would never allow this to happen, after all, she is such a cute and lovely little beauty.

Yang Zhengdao felt a sweet warmth in his heart when he recalled the small figure who had blocked his way on the palace road and made an appointment with him to meet at Xuandu Temple on the fifteenth of April.

A gentle smile appeared on his face.

Upon seeing the expression on Yang Zhengdao's face, Li Hui felt that his sworn brother was beyond saving.

What's so great about the princesses in our Li family? They're all either arrogant and fierce or unpredictable. Being a prince consort like that is nothing compared to the happiness my father brings.

Li Hui sighed, shook his head with a wry smile, and then asked about another matter.

"Ah Dao, would that man surnamed Lu really give up this place? Maybe he doesn't care about this little bit of property, but those people care a lot about their reputation."

Yang Zhengdao smiled mysteriously and said slowly, "That's why you get 20% of the profits from this hot spring bathhouse."

"What do you mean!?" Li Hui's expression immediately tightened upon hearing this. "Isn't this 20% profit a token of our brotherhood?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I would never be your sworn brother. After all, I am destined to be Shang Chang Le's man."

"Oh dear... Ah Dao, you're hopeless!" Li Hui shook his head again before speaking seriously, "Tell me, what are the conditions for a 20% profit?"

"After your martial arts training ends tomorrow, take your visiting card from the King of Hejian and go to the home of Nalu Kaogong. Remember, do not discuss business, just have tea."

Li Hui paused for a moment, then realized: "That's right, this way we can save face for Lu Kaogong."

"That's exactly right." Yang Zhengdao's lips curled up.

I, a remnant of the previous dynasty, have little prestige, but the King of Hejian certainly has enough.

Having already offered a way out, the most worldly-wise gentry scions would certainly not be ungrateful.

As for why they went tomorrow instead of today, it was naturally to show Lu Kaogong his confidence in the three jars of remains.

Having three guards watch over the three useless jars of remains is also an example of Zhuge Liang's strategy of creating a diversion and staging an empty city stratagem.

After all, the concept of urine testing was too far-fetched in the Tang Dynasty, and Yang Zhengdao did not have the technology.

He gave the foster mother three days to mediate, gambling on people's awe of the immortal Sun.

Upon hearing that Yang Zhengdao had asked him to steal his father's name card, Li Hui let out a strange cry.

"Ah Dao, when did you become so cunning! Aren't you afraid my father will beat me to death?"

"Don't worry, if you get beaten to death, I'll take good care of Rumeng for you!"

"You scoundrel, what a wicked heart you have! I, Li Hui, have made a terrible mistake in choosing friends! A terrible mistake indeed!"