Sui and Tang Dynasties: You were driven out of Wagang, but you surrendered to Yang Guang and were ma

Chapter 295 Zi Lie, you have to fight for it!

Seeing that Lü Xiao remained silent, Yang Guang shook his head, picked up his wine cup, and took another sip.

This kid is good at everything—he's a fighter, loyal, and you won't find another one like him in the world.

But there is one thing I will not argue about.

He was willing to give credit to his generals and share his wealth with others.

Fortunately, this was his good son-in-law; if it had been any other court official, the problem would have been much bigger.

"Zilie, you need to learn to compete."

"If I were to pass away one day, and the Prince of Dai made things difficult for you, what would you do?"

Yang Guang looked at Lü Xiao, his eyes filled with helplessness, and his tone softened.

The imposing presence of the imperial court was gone, replaced by the concern of an elder.

This is also the child who has been with him since he was a teenager; he is his son-in-law and also half a son.

Yang You was also his handpicked heir apparent; he was torn between two equally beloved sons.

"Your Majesty, I am not one to fight for what I want, as you know."

Lu Xiao's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly as he slowly spoke.

It's really hard to be a loyal subject.

His wife kept urging him to fight for power, as if she wanted to hold all the power in the world in her hands, and she nagged him about it every day.

Now even his father-in-law keeps urging him to fight for it.

He really didn't dare to argue.

If she had taken even the slightest initiative, the Yang family would have ended up with the surname Lü.

It wasn't that he wanted to, but the people around him were pushing him down that path.

"You brat, fine. Since you're unwilling to speak, I'll grant my uncle's request."

Yang Guang read Yang Lin's memorial, and every word and sentence was sincere and genuine, without the slightest bit of politeness.

This old imperial uncle dedicated his entire life to the Sui Dynasty.

I've been fighting since I was young, my hair has turned white, my back is bent, and I have countless scars all over my body.

Now that they finally have a grandson, they are naturally overjoyed and want to give the child the best of everything.

Now, he couldn't spoil the old man's fun.

"As Your Majesty wishes."

Lu Xiao didn't want to get involved in these matters, and he was too lazy to care.

Even without the throne of the powerful king, he could still ensure that his son and daughter with Yu'er would live a life of high rank and great power, thanks to his own merits.

Whether he competes or not, he doesn't care, nor does he bother to care.

"Come on, let's drink."

Having settled the succession to the throne, Yang Guang no longer thought about anything else. The worry on his face vanished, replaced by a smile.

Today, all grand ambitions and imperial ambitions are cast aside.

There was only his father-in-law and son-in-law, drinking a little wine, chatting for a bit, and talking about everyday things.

They drank the wine until sunset.

"His Majesty is drunk. Please arrange for someone to take him to rest."

Lu Xiao stood up and spoke to the palace servant beside him.

Then, he lifted his leg and walked out, his steps steady, preparing to return to the palace.

Before they even reached the palace gate, a figure had already arrived.

Her steps were unhurried, her dress fluttering, making her particularly eye-catching in the twilight.

"Greetings, Empress."

Upon seeing the visitor, Lü Xiao cupped his hands and bowed slightly.

"Hmm." Empress Xiao nodded, her gaze lingering on Lü Xiao's face for a moment, revealing no emotion, before asking, "Ruyi hasn't been to the palace for a long time, how is she?"

"Very good."

"That's good."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lü Xiao took his leave, turned and walked out without stopping.

There's really nothing to talk about with my mother-in-law.

However, judging from her mother-in-law's attitude and calm tone, she probably didn't hold a grudge against her because of Xiao's matter.

This is all thanks to Yuwen Chenglong; he got divine power but ended up taking the blame.

By the time they returned to the palace, it was already getting dark.

Inside the main hall, the lights were bright, and the warm yellow candlelight filled the room with a cozy atmosphere.

Lu Zhen sat in a chair, holding her younger brother Lu Yan in her arms, patting him gently in a very professional manner, like a little adult.

Lu Yan didn't cry or make a fuss, but nestled obediently in her brother's arms, her little eyes darting around.

Yang Ruyi leaned against the table, her hands supporting her chin, smiling as she looked at her two sons, her eyes full of tenderness and contentment.

The mother and her two children looked serene and peaceful, making one reluctant to disturb them.

As Lü Xiao leaned against the doorframe and watched this scene, a warmth spread through his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

As long as Yang Ruyi doesn't have a relapse, she's quite beautiful—quiet, gentle, and kind.

"Um?"

Upon hearing the noise, Yang Ruyi immediately turned around, her eyes lighting up as if she had discovered some treasure.

"You're back?"

She jogged towards Lü Xiao, her skirt billowing in the air.

Ignoring the fact that Lü Xiao reeked of alcohol, she immediately hugged him tightly, burying her head in his chest like a little rabbit that had found its den, rubbing against him again and again.

"Your son is still here, stop making a fuss."

Lü Xiao reluctantly put Yang Ruyi down, patted her back, and gestured for her to be mindful of her behavior.

It's still not quiet; it can't stay still for a moment. That peaceful scene just now was definitely an illusion.

"How is it? How is it?"

Yang Ruyi grabbed Lü Xiao's arm and asked anxiously.

"His Majesty has agreed."

"You really agreed?"

"Um."

Lu Xiao nodded and walked towards his two sons with light steps and a smile on his face.

"Father!"

Upon seeing Lü Xiao, Lü Zhen was overjoyed; his eyes lit up, and he almost jumped off his chair, causing Lü Yan, who was in his arms, to sway.

Around noon, he heard that his father had returned. In order to see his father, he even stopped listening to his teacher's teachings.

"The boy has grown taller again."

Lu Xiao picked Lu Zhen up in one swift motion, pinched his little arm, and weighed him in his hand.

This kid is just like me, good-looking, and quite robust for his age. He's a good candidate for martial arts.

"Father, I want a hug too..."

Lu Yan raised her head, her face full of longing, her little mouth slightly pouting, and stretched out her two little hands, looking at Lu Xiao expectantly.

"Of course you'd be included!"

Lu Xiao bent down and scooped Lu Yan up as well.

With one in each hand, they turned and walked out, their steps steady and quick.

"Where are you going again?"

Seeing this, Yang Ruyi shouted at Lü Xiao's back, her voice filled with dissatisfaction and grievance.

You've finally come back, don't you know you should be getting down to business?

"Let's go for a walk."

Without turning his head, Lü Xiao answered, carrying the two children as he walked out of the main hall, his footsteps fading into the distance.

Having heard that Yuwen Chengdu was ill, Lü Xiao, as an old friend, naturally went to visit him.

I'll also drop by and see if Yuwen Chenglong is dead.

The Yuwen family's festivities are too good to pass up.

"Son, knock on the door."

Upon arriving outside the Yuwen residence, they found it deserted and without a single guard, not even a lantern was hanging.

Those who didn't know better would think that the Yuwen family had suffered a disaster and been completely looted.

"They're here, they're here..."

As Lü Zhen's fist pounded on the door, a voice came from behind it, approaching rapidly with hurried footsteps.

When the door opened, it was Yuwen Chengdu.

He was dressed in casual clothes, his hair was neatly tied up, his face was rosy and he looked very healthy. He didn't look like a patient at all.