It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Finally, Sima Ying coughed lightly.

Yang Xianrong anxiously held his face and asked, "But are you suffering from the cold? Let me go and stir the fire in the cage."

"No need, it's very warm when you are here." Sima Ying's smile became much more doting, and there was light in her eyes. His hand touched Yang Xianrong's lower abdomen. His hand was extremely gentle, as if he were touching a treasure. He just touched it lightly, then quickly took his hand away, and then said: "I heard that the woman is pregnant." Your body shape will change later, but you will still be the same. Regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, I am happy."

After hearing this, Yang Xianrong was stunned for a moment before he realized that Sima Ying must have heard about the pregnancy of the Supreme Empress, so she hurried over to see what was going on. She couldn't help but laugh secretly, but on the surface she was still very solemn and a bit coquettish.

"Really? This is not your child. Why are you happy?"

"But he is your child. As long as it is you and related to you, I am happy." Sima Ying suddenly shed tears, causing Yang Xianrong, who had finally calmed down, to cry again. There are tears in the hands, but there is a smile on the face. This is really a difficult emotion to handle.

The two people wiped the tears on each other's faces again, and Yang Xianrong said again: "I couldn't eat before. Doctor Qin said it was because of overthinking. Think about it, I have become the Supreme Queen, how can I not think about it?" Is it serious? I don’t know what else Sima Lun will do, it’s really annoying.”

"What can that idiot do? He only knows how to reward those treacherous villains. He has made Luoyang miserable and some people have long been dissatisfied." Talking about these power disputes, Sima Ying finally returned to normal and presented the sheep to him. He held her in his arms, with no intention of letting go. "You, why do you worry so much at such a young age? He certainly doesn't dare to touch you and Sima Zhong. Even if Sima Zhong is a fool, he is still the orthodox emperor of the Jin Dynasty. Killing him will do no good to anyone. On the contrary, It will be true to the facts.”

"Then what should we do now?" Yang Xianrong asked, "Will I die of old age here?"

"How is that possible?" Sima Ying touched her hair. Because she was about to fall asleep, Yang Xianrong's long hair had fallen down, making her look even more lazy. "Why are you wasting your time like Rong'er here? Can you wait for me?"

"Oh?" Yang Xianrong raised his head and looked at him. He had been burying his head in his chest just now. When he looked up at him, he found that not only did his face look bad, he also had dark circles under his eyes, and there was even a lot of dust on his forehead. . Taking a closer look, this black night clothes was also very dirty, with a lot of dirt on it... She felt a little disgusted and wanted to let go, but Sima Ying noticed it and held her hand harder.

"Hey, let's sit down and talk. I really can't run anymore. Do you know that it took me three days and three nights without sleep to get here from Yecheng, and I changed three horses. I'm really exhausted. ”

"It's so dangerous, why come here?" Yang Xianrong still said it.

"Rong'er, if I say it again, maybe you will find me annoying. But I still want to say it, because I care about you very much, that's why I came." Sima Ying took Yang Xianrong and sat down. A little trembling, "You don't know how scared I was when I found out that Sima Lun usurped the throne. It was not because of the loss of imperial power, but because I was worried that he would be detrimental to you."

"Before, didn't you know that he was going to usurp the throne?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"So what if you know? So what if you don't know? He has had this intention for a long time, it's just a matter of time." Sima Ying drank the cold tea on her table, "But the people in the Sima family are not good people, and he will not last long. Yes. Fortunately, I didn’t touch you..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Yang Xianrong looked at his expression which was really bad, and said repeatedly: "It's okay, let's talk slowly, how about you go and take a rest first?" "Rong'er, I don't want to leave you for even a moment. "Sima Ying refused to move.

"I'll be by your side, okay?" Yang Xianrong said softly.

Sima Ying touched her face, as if she had a thousand words to say, but finally said: "Forget it, you are pregnant, so you should rest early. I... will watch you here for a while... "

"Then what? Where...are you going?" Yang Xianrong was keenly aware that Sima Ying had something left to say.

"Pick the sun, moon and stars for you." Sima Ying was still the gentle and elegant prince, with heartache in his eyes, "Rong'er, you know, at this moment, I discovered that I care about you so much..."

Yang Xianrong didn't know how to answer these love words. Thinking of the past between the two of them, every bit of it seemed not as dangerous as this moment, nor as affectionate as this moment.

Sima Ying had already leaned over and wanted to kiss her red lips. Yang Xianrong was stunned for a moment and did not dodge. However, she was also a little trembling. After all, this was an adult man. He was riding a horse at night and came to Jinyong City to speak love for her regardless of danger. He was a supreme queen who didn't care that she was pregnant with someone else's child...

"Who?!" Suddenly Lan Xiang walked out from the curtain, walking a little slowly with her slightly bulging belly. Her voice was not quiet and extremely warning. Cuixi rushed out almost instantly without even putting on her clothes.

Yang Xianrong only had time to lean back and separate some distance from Sima Ying. But Sima Ying was afraid that she would fall, so she still blocked her waist, but pointed her back in the direction of Cui Xilai, for fear that something would fly over and harm her.

"Girl!" Cui Xi's voice was loud. She was so frightened that Yang Xianrong trembled again before saying, "Don't shout! I'm fine."

"Ah?" Cuixi kept her pace, and even though she was bare-handed, she also opened her stance. Lan Xiang didn't care much, so she picked up a scroll from the side and planned to use it as a weapon...

Sima Ying laughed and turned away, but still said to Yang Xianrong: "I have ignored your two maids. Are they all sleeping in your dormitory now? I'm just for those people outside. I just blew some incense, maybe I can blow some incense to them now too?"

"Hey, don't, don't, don't." Yang Xianrong quickly held Sima Ying's hand, "These two are the maids of my Yang family, so they are different from others."

"Yes, I know." Sima Ying took Yang Xianrong's hand and stood up, looking at Cui Xi and Lan Xiang, "I came here especially to see... are you pregnant?"

In the dim candlelight, Sima Ying saw Lan Xiang's slightly bulging belly. She didn't know what to say for a moment, but it was obvious that he had touched Yang Xianrong's lower abdomen just now, and it was flat there. At that time, he was still thinking that maybe he was less than a month old, but now looking at Lan Xiang's belly... Lan Xiang and Yang Xianrong looked very similar. Although he didn't pay special attention to it at first, what did this mean?