Ailiusa and Shen Bai are both highly capable individuals. Ailiusa used to be a princess who assisted her father in managing the affairs of the Divine Tree Tribe, and Shen Bai once gained experience following Yang Hao. Together, they embraced this new land belonging to Daqi and, with help from Yang Ye and Yang Hao, have already stabilized the situation.
With the situation stable, Yang Hao and Yang Ye could return to the Capital City.
Tong Sanlang, Qiao Xiaomai, Bei Yun, and Bei Lingsu would all go back with them. Tong Sanlang let out a sigh of relief—he could finally extricate himself from the endless governnt duties. Previously, he thought writing books was tiring, but after being truly busy for half a year, he realized those writing days could be considered leisurely.
However, Qiao Xiaomai, Bei Yun, and Bei Lingsu were sowhat reluctant to leave—such a perfect vegetable garden, such fertile dicinal fields—they couldn’t bear to part with it!
Moreover, it was the twelfth lunar month now. The Capital City was in the season of snow, but here one could get by with just a single-layered outfit. Heading north on this journey, the three of them were each more unwilling than the other.
Yang Ye had been utterly swamped this past half year. He used to only focus on eating, drinking, and entertainnt, rarely handling assignnts. Since eting Qiao Xiaomai, he hadn’t had a mont’s rest. First, he traveled for a year spreading the word about the "Daqi Law." After returning, Bai Zhi forced him to lead troops to find Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai, during which he t Bei Lingsu. After staying in Yuhu for half a year, he barely spent any ti in the Capital City before heading off to repair the canal—a project that took him a full year.
Finally, it was the New Year, and he could go back to the Capital City for so respite, but Qiao Xiaomai was taken away by Bei Yun, and with the Three Kingdoms pressing heavily with their armies, a war was imminent. Thus, he ended up busy for another year.
He was utterly exhausted.
Completely and utterly exhausted.
The Yang Family really had so few people.
So few that it made him want to cry.
He absolutely had to "make people!"
To "make people," he needed to get married. Despite being busied by governntal affairs to the point of losing his senses these past six months, he hadn’t forgotten to court Bei Lingsu attentively. Every so often, he’d send her gifts and letters—like writing in a diary or posting on social dia. Whenever he ca across sothing interesting, he’d send it to Bei Lingsu along with his reflections.
Bei Lingsu had received so many gifts and letters over the past six months that they could fill several rooms. Although she never replied, she never rejected them either.
Now, heading north, they first took a water route. Once they reached frozen roads, they’d switch to land routes, which luckily had bluestone roads—there wouldn’t be much bumpiness on this journey. This gave Yang Ye more ti to pursue her.
He unleashed a fervor towards Bei Lingsu unlike anything prior, openly expressing his love for her without reservation. Everywhere they passed, he’d gather treasures and deliver them to Bei Lingsu. Day to day, he was extraordinarily considerate, and his gaze practically glued itself to Bei Lingsu without ever coming away.
To be precise, since the day he t Bei Lingsu, his attention had stayed fixed on her. At first, it was because she had saved him—gratitude for her life-saving kindness—but later it evolved into love. Because of his feelings, he kept her in his sights.
Yang Ye wasn’t just pursuing her himself; he enlisted the people around him to work on Bei Lingsu’s mindset. He even sought out Qiao Xiaomai, asking her to persuade Bei Lingsu to accept him.
Qiao Xiaomai agreed imdiately and went to find Bei Lingsu without delay.
Between Bei Lingsu and Yang Ye, two and a half years of familiarity had already passed. Bei Lingsu was well aware of how exceptional a prince Yang Ye was, and, surveying all the lands upon which she could tread, there was no one more fitting as a husband.
Moreover, Yang Ye wasn’t young anymore. At twenty-four or twenty-five years of age, he was undoubtedly considered an older bachelor by ancient standards.
After hearing Qiao Xiaomai’s words, Bei Lingsu pursed her lips slightly and said directly, "I know—I know he likes very much. But that ti when he embarrassed in front of everyone, I felt like he was the sa as Tong Gongzi. Although their feelings are sincere, they don’t put in the most important position in their hearts."
Yang Ye’s efforts to enlist people around her made her feel rather uncomfortable, so she decided to speak her mind plainly.
Qiao Xiaomai: "...""
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