Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 133 A Match Made In Heaven

   She didn't even remember the shape of those eyes, only the light in them made those eyes shockingly beautiful.

   Then, a handsome and quiet face came to mind, it was Prince Jing.

  Lin Hao shook his head.

   Was she crazy? Her mother asked her what kind of person she likes, and why did she think of the masked man who died with her in the previous life, and the Prince Jing?

  God, does she like two people?

   This discovery frightened Lin Hao.

   "Ah, what's the matter with you?" Seeing her daughter's complexion changing, Lin patted her on the arm.

  Lin Hao stood up in a hurry, startling Mrs. Lin and the old lady.

   "Grandma, mother, I'll go back and think about it."

   Watching Lin Hao hurried away, the old lady and Lin looked at each other.

   "Mother, what do you think when you go back home?"

  The old lady looked complicated: "Maybe you have enlightened Ah Hao."

   Lin was dumbfounded.

  Lin Hao returned to the boudoir, sat on the bed, took the soft pillow by the head of the bed and put it against his chin in a daze.

   She always thought she was an honest person, why did her mother think of two people when she asked?

  Prince Jing is nothing more than that. After all, he saw each other often, but she didn't even know the age of the person who blocked the sword for her in the previous life.

  Wait, when did she like Prince Jing?

  Lin so calmly thought about it, and felt that it was wrong.

   It was probably because of that atmosphere that she was led astray by her mother, which made her subconsciously think of the two men who impressed her the most.

   One died with her, and one had the most daily contact.

  It's okay, she's still normal.

   and Lin Hao thought about it again and again, Princess Yian thought about it for two days, and finally couldn't help revealing her heart to the Queen Mother.

   "Grandmother, you asked me what kind of person I like. I couldn't tell at the time, but now I know."

   "Oh, what kind of person does Jiaojiao like?" the queen mother asked with a smile.

   Princess Yian's boudoir name is a charming character.

   "I like...talented." Princess Yian lowered her head with reddened cheeks.

   "Brilliant?" The Queen Mother read this word and understood Princess Yi'an's mind.

   All the confidants were present, and the queen mother asked directly, "Did Jiaojiao like last year's new champion of the new division?"

   Princess Yian went to see Dengshan to guess riddles on the Shangyuan Festival. The queen mother knew about it a long time ago, and by the way, she learned about the lanterns sent by the champion to the second girl Lin.

   Princess Yian blushed and nodded slightly after a long time.

   "The young man Ai's family has seen before. He is indeed very handsome. It's just that Ai's family heard that he gave the Liuli palace lantern to the Lin family girl."

   Princess Yian pursed her lips.

   She was really worried about this, but now is not the time to worry about it.

   "Yang Zhuangyuan said that among the women present, he only knew Miss Lin Er, so he gave her the glass lamp."

   "How did Jiaojiao know this?" The Queen Mother asked calmly.

   "My father heard that Yang Zhuangyuan had guessed the riddle, called him to Xuande Building, and was concerned about his lifelong affairs."

   A strange color flashed in the Queen Mother's eyes.

   Does the emperor care about Yang Zhuangyuan's lifelong affairs? In this way, it is planned to reuse this person.

   Realizing this, the Queen Mother's heart was loosened.

  Jiaojiao has been by her side since she was a child, and is no different from her own granddaughter. Of course, she wants to choose a good son-in-law for her.

  The Queen Mother was not satisfied with Yang Zhe's birth. She knew that it would be much more difficult for people without family help to go into the career, but if the emperor valued it, it would be different.

   What could be more helpful than the emperor valued?

   As for Wen Rugui's situation, the Queen Mother is not worried, Jiaojiao's backer is the royal family.

   "Grandmother, please fulfill your granddaughter." Having said this, Princess Yi'an shook the Queen Mother's arm and went out to beg.

   "Don't shake it, all the old bones of Aijia have been shaken away by you." The queen mother had a care in her heart, and her expression became relaxed, "Go back to Aijia and ask the emperor's meaning."

   Princess Yian was overjoyed: "Thank you, Grandmother!"

  The Queen Mother reached out and tapped Princess Yian's forehead: "Daughter's family is more reserved, it depends on what your father says."

   "I know." Princess Yian covered her forehead with a lively smile.

   When the grandmother spoke, the father would agree.

   Turning her head, the queen mother found an opportunity to mention this to Emperor Tai'an. Emperor Tai'an was surprised: "The queen mother has taken a fancy to the champion for Yian?"

Naturally, the queen mother would not say that it was Princess Yian who liked it herself, and smiled: "Yian is too old, and Ai's family has long wanted to find a good husband for her. The champion Yang Zhe is young, talented and good-natured. It's okay, Aijia thinks it's a match made in heaven with Yi'an, but I don't know what the emperor thinks?"

   Emperor Tai'an smiled and said, "Of course the son listens to his mother, and the mother's satisfaction is the most important thing."

   Emperor Tai'an's answer made the queen mother feel very comfortable: "The rest of the matter will be left to the emperor."

   "Don't worry, mother."

   Emperor Tai'an left the Cining Palace and glanced in the direction of the East Palace.

  Yang Zhe is a talented person, but he has no family help. In the future, he will inevitably be constrained by those courtiers who are from famous families and have intertwined relationships. With Yi'an as a wife and family, it is much stronger.

   A few days later, Emperor Tai'an summoned Yang Zhe to the palace.

   "Wei Chen has seen the emperor."

"Yang Xiuzhuan doesn't need to be too polite." Emperor Tai'an's attitude was as warm as a spring breeze, he talked a few words first, and then turned to the topic, "That day I said I would pay attention to you, and it was a coincidence that the Queen Mother was picking a consort for Yi'an last year. , I heard that Yang Xiu's essays on the Shangyuan Festival were brilliant, and I like you very much. I think you and Yi'an are a match made in heaven, what do you mean?"

   Emperor Tai'an asked politely, but there was no room for refusal.

   A match made in heaven, this "day" can have two meanings. The Son of Heaven is "Heaven", and it is said that it is a match made in heaven. Who would dare to refuse?

  Yang Zhe knelt down, a little frightened: "Wei Chen came from a humble background, how dare he climb the princess."

   Emperor Tai'an put on a disapproving look: "Yang Xiu's words are wrong. You are the first-ranking scholar appointed by me, a disciple of the emperor, why are you so humble? I said that you are worthy of it."

  Yang Zhe lowered his eyes, the ground paved with gold bricks reflected his handsome face, which was obviously his own face, but somehow felt strange.

  Under the condescending gaze of Emperor Tai'an, he fell to the ground with his hands and put a cold gold brick on his forehead: "Chen... Thank you Lord Longen."

   Emperor Tai'an stretched his expression and smiled: "Get up quickly."

  The news that the emperor bestowed the marriage of Princess Yian and the champion Yang Zhe spread quickly.

  Han Baocheng and several people took Yang Zhe to drink and congratulated them.

  Yang Zhe was holding the wine glass with a look of indifference, just one cup after another, obviously drinking more decisively than before, and soon became slightly drunk.

  Wen Feng looked at Yang Zhe several times, and finally couldn't help but say, "Brother Yang."

  Yang Zhe looked at him, his eyes cold and clear.

  Wen Feng swallowed what he wanted to say and raised his glass: "Congratulations."

  Yang Zhe raised his glass and dipped the cold drink on his lips, then smiled slightly: "Thank you."

   (end of this chapter)