All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

Song Xiang waited for Sui'an to finish bathing Sang Wan before entering the room. After watching Sang Wan fall asleep, she gave Sui'an a few instructions and went straight downstairs.

He walked without stopping all the way towards the carriage outside the door.

Driven by the coachwoman, the carriage drove towards the bustling Central Street.

The carriage that Song Xiang rode in this time was the princess carriage bestowed by His Majesty himself, also known as the square carriage. The carriage was like a room, with red silk curtains and the wheels painted red.

The door curtain in front of the car has colorful tassels hanging up and down. There are windows on the left, right and back, and the curtains are hung with two layers of glued red tulle.

The roof is arched, covered with a layer of glazed tiles, with eaves on all four sides decorated with tassels.

The animals pulling the cart were two sturdy Arabian horses, and the saddles on their backs were inlaid with silver threads.

When passing by the market, the curtains of the car window swayed slightly, revealing Song Xiang's stunningly beautiful face. She was about to go home, and according to the rules, passers-by had to stand still and avoid her, and wait for her car to pass before they could continue on their journey.

Who would have thought that the people not far away not only did not give way, but instead crowded together and pointed at an alley entrance.

"Why did you stop the car?" Song Xiang asked loudly.

The woman in the carriage replied respectfully: "Your Highness, it seems that someone is causing trouble ahead, so the road is blocked."

There was a burst of noise from the crowd, causing Song Xiang to look outside curiously.

At the entrance of the alley on the right, two families were arguing fiercely, and the area was filled with people watching the fun.

Citizen A: "Oh, the intermarriage between the two surnames of the Yang family is really a commotion."

Citizen B: "Who says it's not true? But the new dynasty has abolished the old law, and they are still so stubborn."

Citizen C: "I think that Miss Yang and Mr. Yang really love each other, it's just a pity."

Commoner Ding: "That's right, they are so cruel to separate the couple."

Citizen E: "It's hard to say. The rule of not marrying people with the same surname has been passed down for so long, it's normal for his family to have concerns."

Citizen B: "Humph, what's the point of rules? Rules are dead, but people are alive."

Citizen A: "That being said, the rules set by our ancestors cannot just be thrown away."

Citizen B: "The old rules have to change, right? Look at how much love there is between Miss Yang and Mr. Yang. It would be a sin to forcibly separate them."

Citizen A: "But if marriage between people with the same surname is unlucky as the old saying goes, and affects the family fortune, what should we do?"

Citizen B: "You are making far-fetched arguments! We are in a different dynasty now, and you still believe in those unfounded things."

Citizen A: "But after all, we have the same surname. It feels weird."

Citizen B: "What's so strange about that? As long as the two of them are of good character, can support each other, and live a good life, that's better than anything else."

Citizen A: "Oh, I hope this matter can be properly resolved."

Seeing that there was no way to block the way, the woman in the carriage shouted loudly: "The princess is going out, everyone get out of the way!"

Citizen A: "The princess is here, kneel down quickly, kneel down quickly, I wonder if the princess can help solve this problem!"

Citizen B: "I think if the princess comes, maybe the marriage between the two families can go smoothly."

Commoner C: "How can a princess of such wealth and status care about the family affairs of ordinary people like us?"

The two Yang families did not hear the coachman's shouting and continued to quarrel.

The woman surnamed Yang was wearing a gorgeous red dress, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, her eyes were like autumn water, her red lips were slightly upturned, revealing a stubborn and bold look.

At this moment, she was extremely anxious. In order to marry her sweetheart, she could only use such a high-profile method.

Seeing that more and more people were watching, she did not dare to delay any longer and said loudly: "Young Master Yang and I are in love with each other, why should we be bound by the same surname?"

Young Master Yang's mother, a solemn-looking lady in a dignified dark blue dress, glared at him, "Yang Zhen, stop being unreasonable. Since the founding of the Chu State, there has been an iron rule that people with the same surname cannot marry. Even though it has been abolished in the new dynasty, our family still adheres to this rule! If a man and a woman have the same surname, it will lead to the demise of the family. This is an eternal truth!"

"Xiwen is my only son. His parents love him and they plan for him. I can't possibly marry him to you. So just give up on this idea!"

She stubbornly believed that she must not go against the laws of her ancestors, otherwise she would give birth to a strange child and bring misfortune to the family.

Yang Xiwen is tall and handsome, and at this moment he looks anxious and helpless.

He looked at his mother and pleaded, "I have deep feelings for Zhen'er and I will not marry anyone else in this life. I hope you will grant my wish."

Yang Xiwen's biological father's face turned grim upon hearing this. He snorted coldly and said, "Ridiculous! This is absolutely impossible!"

Yang Xiwen bit his lip, tears flashing in his eyes: "Father, please help me!"

Yang Zhen didn't want the person he liked to be in public like this, but in order to marry him, he had to put up with him for now.

She felt extremely uncomfortable, but still said to Yang Xiwen's mother forcefully: "My Yang family is also a well-known family in the capital, and I am also sincere to Xiwen. Is it not as good as those old rules and regulations?"

She secretly swore in her heart that she must be with Yang Xiwen.

Just then, Song Xiang's carriage stopped outside the circle.

The snorting of the horses startled the onlookers and the two families of the Yang family.

Song Xiang got off the carriage. Everyone was shocked and knelt down to salute. She raised her hand slightly and said, "Everyone, stand up. This is Central Street, a place for people to pass by. What are you doing here? What big thing has happened?"

Yang Zhen seemed to have seen a savior, and immediately knelt down and cried, "Princess, please help me."

A glimmer of hope ignited in her heart, thinking that the princess might be able to help her fulfill her wish.

"Make the decision for you? Tell me in detail!"

Yang Zhen hurriedly told the story of her and Yang Xiwen...

It was a spring day one year. Yang Zhen and his friends went boating on the lake to enjoy the scenery. Yang Xiwen got separated from a servant due to playfulness and accidentally fell into the lake. Yang Zhen happened to pass by and jumped into the water without hesitation to rescue Xiwen.

Yang Xiwen looked at Yang Zhen, who was soaking wet but full of concern, blushed and said softly, "Thank you, Miss, for saving my life."

Yang Zhen smiled and replied, "I'm glad you're alright, young master."

Yang Xiwen thought that since he had physical contact with Yang Zhen, it might be inappropriate for him to marry someone else, so he began to have feelings for Yang Zhen.

Since then, Yang Xiwen often thought of Yang Zhen's boldness and tenderness when he saved him.

And Yang Zhen also couldn't forget the handsome Yang Xiwen.

By chance, they met at the Lantern Festival, and Young Master Yang mustered up the courage to approach and say, "Miss, do you still remember me?"

Yang Zhen was pleasantly surprised and said, "Of course I remember."

After that, they often made appointments to enjoy the flowers and the moon, recite poems and paint together.

Yang Zhen would pick bamboo branches for Yang Xiwen to send as gifts, and Yang Xiwen would embroider an exquisite purse for Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen once said to Yang Xiwen affectionately: "With you by my side, I have no regrets in this life."