It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

The palace wall of Jinyong City is very high. It was used as a military castle in the past, so the whole body is dark brown in color, making it very low-key and depressing. But in the early morning after the rainy night, the young eunuch saw a strange painting painted with white powder on the black wall of Guangmo Palace, the second largest palace in Jinyong City. The content was extremely strange and shocking.

In the painting, a woman is crying with a baby in her arms, and beside her is an old nanny with a very ferocious face who is trying to take the baby away from her arms. Behind the old nanny is a middle-aged woman standing with her back Standing straight, he seemed to be cursing.

When Yang Xianrong also ran out to take a look, Yuan Jianshuo and Qin Chaoge had already pressed the young eunuch to the ground and were teaching him: "Why are ghosts crying and wolves howling this early in the morning?"

"Just... just... I think... Madam, Madam... is scary." The little eunuch's face was pressed to the ground, with snot and tears streaming down his face. He looked quite pitiful. "Your Majesty, please forgive me! I didn't do it on purpose. I was really scared!"

Yang Xianrong ignored him and just looked at the paintings on the wall, feeling a little nervous.

Why is there a baby? What does it want to say? Does anyone know that Lan Xiang has a child? Or is there something else? Or, are you here to give her a warning?

The white powder has smudged on the damp wall. The crying woman, the old woman and the middle-aged woman have become unrecognizable. They turned into white lines along the water flow, making them look even more weird and terrifying.

"Don't look at it, it might be a prank." Yang Xiankang stopped her, "There are all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snakes, and Jinyong City is not peaceful either."

"Yeah, where is the peaceful place?" For a moment, all kinds of thoughts came to his heart, and Yang Xianrong wanted to cry again. "Second brother, I regret it a bit."

"What?" Yang Xiankang didn't understand what she meant for a while, and he felt a little stupid. But after Yang Xianrong said this, he shut up. Because it’s too late to regret it now, I didn’t leave Laojun Mountain at that time, thinking that there might be a way to survive, but now it’s a dead end.

A whitewash painting was quickly washed away, and there was not even a trace left.

When Yang Xiankang and Yuan Jianshuo had breakfast and were about to return to the Beijun Mansion, several more guards were quietly on duty at the gate of Guangmo Palace, sent by Yuan Jianshuo. They carefully looked at Guangmo Palace inside and out, making sure there was nothing abnormal, and then stood guard outside the palace wall.

Yang Xianrong asked Cui Xi to give some gold to Qin Chaoge and Yang Xiankang, and whispered: "It's always good to have some money in your hand. But don't expose it. I don't lack anything here. After all, he still carries the name of the Supreme Emperor, so there won’t be too many problems.”

Qin Chaoge originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Yang Xiankang put it directly into his arms, he followed suit.

"Third sister, you are doing the right thing if you know it. Just let others know that the Emperor is having a great time here and don't care about anything." Yang Xiankang lowered his voice, "I will go back to Beijing in the next few days. The military government is here, don’t worry, if you are fine, I will be fine.”

"Yes, I understand." Yang Xianrong also nodded, but the next moment she hugged Yang Xiankang and wiped the tears from her face in his arms. "Hey, don't cry, don't cry. I'll come back in a few days. If I can't come, let Qin Chaoge come. Otherwise, how about I ask Lord Mao to come? He is making so much noise every day. It's annoying to death." Yang Xian Kang hugged his sister, who had lost a lot of weight again, feeling very hurt.

"Forget it, I can still do it here, but..." Yang Xianrong meant something, and Yang Xiankang understood, and he sighed, "I'll go home and take a look first. I also have a lot of medicinal materials at home. I’ll bring you some later.”

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong's voice was obviously nasal.

After Yang Xiankang and Qin Chaoge were sent away, Jinyong City became quiet again. Only Kaiyang Palace was still full of laughter and laughter. The fool Supreme Emperor Sima Zhong was playing hide and seek with a few beauties, and was extremely happy. Yang Xianrong originally wanted to take a look, but when he thought of the painting outside the palace wall that morning, he felt awkward again.

When Luzhu came back, he brought a lot of things in big and small bags, including snacks such as plum pancakes. She whispered about the news that the embroidered clothes messenger had found out in the past few days, as well as the people's views on Sima Lun's usurpation of the throne.

"Everyone just doesn't dare to say it, but they are all very angry. Luoyang's singing and dancing restaurants, wine shops, theaters, etc. are still not open because no one dares to open them. The officials who were rewarded by Sima Lun are so arrogant, as if It's so glorious, but in fact they are all opportunistic scoundrels and ugly people." Luzhu's voice was very low, "There are actually some foods that I brought back, but I really can't carry them alone... It was temporarily placed with Master Mao of the Northern Army Mansion. Master Mao told the Queen not to be anxious, as things may turn around."

"Oh?" Yang Xianrong moved his fingers and had already picked up a piece of plum pancake and put it in his mouth, but suddenly he wrapped up the big package of plum pancakes and called Cuixi to take it to Lan Xiang.

Lu Zhu was stunned for a moment, then opened another package of dried apricots and handed it to Yang Xianrong. But this one was even more sour. With a sour smile, she called Cuixi back again, gave her the dried apricots, and took back the plum pancakes.

"The Queen cannot eat something so sour... I will not take this next time." Luzhu quickly lowered his head.

"No, no, no, take it, take it, it's really delicious." Yang Xianrong didn't know what to say, so she could only say a few words vaguely, and asked Lu Zhu to rest first. She still wanted to see Sima Zhong. What are you doing, and discussing with him how to deal with the concubines who were driven over by Jia Nanfeng in Jinyong City.

Because I have been living here for a month, after the wall painting, there were rumors that it was haunted. Aunt Qian was careful and found that many palace maids and eunuchs were already spreading these stories, and there were actually several concubines who were also talking about this matter.

It is said that an old eunuch on night watch swore that he saw the ghost of Concubine Bai wandering under the palace wall in Jinyong City. Her maiden name was Bai, and her maiden name was Pink Die. When she entered the palace, she had an inexplicable floral fragrance all over her body, which made Sima Zhong fall in love with her very much, and he often stayed with her. However, the good times did not last long, and Concubine Bai died unexpectedly, which became an unsolved case in the Luoyang Palace.

It is said that this person was poisoned with arsenic by her biological sister Bai Youlan. Because Concubine Lan was jealous of her beauty and being often favored by the emperor, she was very resentful and killed her.