I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 881 A Little Gift

"What then?"

Yuan Xiaoyu gently stroked the hair by her ear, her heart full of anticipation for the sequel.

The stories heard from the parties involved seem to be very different from the rumors.

"Did His Majesty agree to this? Did the princess just accept it?"

"That's not possible."

Su Yao laughed:
"At that time, I was just a young general who had just made a name for myself. Although the late emperor admired my military achievements, how could he decide the fate of his most beloved daughter based on just a few words from me? He rewarded me on the spot and sent me back with just a few words."

"Ah? How could this be? But I heard..."

"That all happened later."

Su Yao's eyes flashed with pride:
"However, although we were unsuccessful this time, our fate has begun, and the late emperor has also taken this matter to heart."

"After that, when the late emperor was on a northern tour to worship his ancestors, I successfully rescued him and again begged him in front of all the civil and military officials to marry the princess. Only then did the late emperor really start to give me opportunities and allow me to get in touch with the princess. We finally got together step by step."

"So that's how it is." Yuan Xiaoyu sighed in her heart, "The marriage between Lord Tang and Your Majesty is so complicated."

Unconsciously, Yuan Xiaoyu relaxed her tense body, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Obviously, she never knew that before the widely circulated story of Su Yao and the princess, there was such a past event.

"As the saying goes, good things take time. There is rarely anything smooth sailing in this world."

Su Yao suddenly reached out and gently lifted her chin with his fingertips:
"So, Miss Yuan, there is no need to be so nervous. Although I have killed countless people on the battlefield, I have always been patient and generous to my own women."

Yuan Xiaoyu was startled by this sudden action and trembled all over, but she didn't dare to dodge. She was forced to look up and meet Su Yao's deep eyes. His gaze swept across her eyebrows, nose tip, and finally stopped on her slightly trembling lips.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's and her eyelashes trembled in panic.

Su Yao suddenly let go of his hand and stood with his hands behind his back: "We both know what Yuan Benchu ​​is planning when he sent you here. However," he changed the subject, "I am curious, what plans does Miss Yuan have?"

This question came suddenly, and Yuan Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment.

She clenched her sleeves, her thoughts churning - her parents had naturally told her to please Su Yao and seek profits for the Yuan family, but the man in front of her obviously saw through everything, how should she respond?

Yuan Xiaoyu's heart was pounding, she bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and after a moment, she mustered up the courage to say:

"I have been taught by my father that this marriage in Beijing is related to the survival and prosperity of the Yuan family."

"But women of the people have learned literature since childhood, and they also know that women should obey their fathers at home and their husbands after marriage."

"If Lord Tang doesn't abandon me, I will treat him as my god, serve him wholeheartedly, abide by my duty, and follow his arrangements in everything."

"Oh? You really think so?"

Su Yao raised his eyebrows and said:

"Then let me ask you, if one day Yuan Benchu ​​and the imperial court go to war, and I ask you to deal with your father and brother, how will you deal with it?"

Yuan Xiaoyu's face turned pale instantly. She didn't expect Su Yao to point out this contradiction so bluntly. The courtyard was silent for a while, and even the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the crabapple trees could be clearly heard.

"Mr. Tang, please understand." She suddenly knelt down with her forehead touching the ground. "My father sent me to the capital in the hope of resolving this conflict. If that day really comes, I am willing to die in defense of my father, and ask Mr. Tang to show mercy." A teardrop fell silently on the bluestone slab, leaving a dark mark.

Su Yao was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled: "Get up. I just asked you casually, look how scared you are."

He reached out his hand to help the girl up, his fingertips lingering on her wrist for a moment longer: "It's so cold, it seems that the rumors are true. In the eyes of you young ladies from noble families, I am probably more terrifying than a flood or a beast."

Yuan Xiaoyu hurriedly shook her head: "No! I am just..."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You've been standing here for a long time. How about you walk around the yard with me?"

Yuan Xiaoyu nodded slightly and replied softly, "Everything is up to Lord Tang to arrange."

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look Su Yao in the eye, still feeling uneasy about the sharp question just now.

Su Yao took a step forward and walked along the winding gravel road, while Yuan Xiaoyu followed closely behind him.

The courtyard is full of colorful flowers. In addition to the crabapple blossoms, there are also pink and white apricot blossoms and bright red peach blossoms competing with each other. There are even a few peonies that are not well-known at this time. It can be said that all flowers are competing for beauty.

Under the setting sun, a breeze blew by, and the petals fell like snow, adding a touch of color to the shoulders of the two people.

The two walked slowly along the corridor, and the maids followed them tactfully from a distance. Yuan Xiaoyu's heart was beating like a drum, and she kept stealing glances at the man beside her from the corner of her eyes.

This great general who swept across the world, the emperor's number one, Lord Tang, was very different from what she had imagined before.

He did not have the murderous aura of the battlefield. Instead, in this courtyard, he exuded an irresistible magic that made her almost unable to take her eyes away.

"Miss Yuan, are you familiar with this house?" Su Yao suddenly asked.

Yuan Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and she answered cautiously, "Sir, I once lived here with my great-uncle when I was young."

"Yuan Wei." Su Yao gave her a meaningful look. "Back then, when Dong Zhuo was in power, the Yuan family suffered. This house was left unused. After I took over Luoyang, no one dared to live here. They said it was haunted."

He stopped and turned to look directly at Yuan Xiaoyu: "Miss Yuan, do you think ghosts really exist in this world?"

Yuan Xiaoyu was startled by Su Yao's sudden question. She looked around subconsciously and saw that the dusk in the courtyard was getting darker. Shadows gathered quietly in the corners. The breeze blew, and the branches of flowers swayed, as if there was really something invisible moving around.

“Mr. Tang…” Yuan Xiaoyu’s voice trembled a little, “I…I don’t know. But if there really are ghosts in this world, I’m sure my great-uncle and his people must be feeling wronged and don’t want to leave.”

There was a trace of sadness in her eyes. She thought of her family's former glory and current decline, and her heart was filled with emotion.

"Then they should be able to rest in peace now."

Seeing Yuan Xiaoyu's puzzled expression, Su Yao smiled and explained:

"Now that Dong Zhuo has been executed, the descendants of the Yuan family have been able to return to their ancestral home. Isn't this enough to comfort their souls in heaven?"

Immediately afterwards, before Yuan Xiaoyu could come back to her senses, Su Yao said that he had decided to give the mansion to the Yuan family.

Suddenly, Yuan Xiaoyu widened her eyes and looked at Su Yao in disbelief.

This house, which carries the family's glory and pain, can now return to the hands of the Yuan family after experiencing many ups and downs. This is undoubtedly a huge surprise to her.

"Mr. Tang...is this...is this true?"

(End of this chapter)