It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Lan Xiang took a step back, and Cui Xi stopped in front of her, still very alert. But Yang Xianrong sighed and said, "Yes, Lan Xiang is pregnant."

"What?" Sima Ying looked into Yang Xianrong's eyes and then at her lower abdomen, wanting to reach out, but suddenly felt timid. Yang Xianrong took his hand and put it on her belly, smiling and saying, "Your Highness, please touch it again."

This time, Sima Ying really didn't dare to touch it, as if there was a piece of hot red coal there. But Yang Xianrong's hand led him, and when he pressed her belly again, it turned out to be extremely flat and painfully thin.

"Rong'er..." Sima Ying blushed a little.

"You know the shadow maid, right?" Yang Xianrong looked at Lan Xiang, "She is the shadow maid arranged by my grandmother for me. She should have been hidden from the world. But I am too lazy to do such a thing, so I Let Lanxiang be my personal maid, just go out less often and not let too many people see her."

"She does have some similarities to you." Sima Ying really looked at Lan Xiang carefully this time, and said to her: "Raise your head and let me take a closer look."

Lan Xiang refused because she only obeyed the orders of Yang Xianrong.

Sima Ying had no choice but to look at Yang Xianrong, who then said softly: "Lan Xiang, let the prince take a look at you."

"Yes." Only then did Lan Xiang raise her head.

Sure enough, there are many similarities in appearance. If she dressed up more carefully, even Sima Ying would have to take a few more looks to tell the difference. He asked a little vaguely, even more stutteringly: "Then...this...child..."

"This child belongs to Sima Zhong, but... Lan Xiang has been going there for me." Yang Xianrong's voice was extremely low.

"Zhang Du didn't notice it?" Sima Ying's first thought was the shrewd Zhang Du, and she didn't even think about whether Sima Zhong would recognize it.

"So what if you know?" Yang Xianrong laughed, "The left and right are just the queens of the Jin Dynasty." These words were a bit desolate, which was extremely inconsistent with Yang Xianrong's blooming age. Sima Ying couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged Yang Xianrong tightly again, and said in a hoarse voice: "Rong'er, I will be good to you forever."

"...A lifetime is very long..." Yang Xianrong sighed louder and louder, "We still don't know what we will experience in this troubled world."

"I don't care, I know what I will do." Sima Ying was still stubborn, "Rong'er, wait for me. Don't worry about the Supreme Queen of Lao Shizi, I definitely want you to be the Queen again."

"Why are you still a queen?" Yang Xianrong looked at him, "I don't want to be a queen."

"Perhaps the real person didn't say that you are destined to be a phoenix and that you are destined to be a queen for the rest of your life?"

"So what?" Yang Xianrong said very seriously, "I just want to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live. Even if I have to eat braised vegetables, it is much better than living in fear every day. You know I have been here for the past two months. How are you doing? Do you know how scared I am?"

"I know, I know everything." Sima Ying was afraid that Yang Xianrong would start crying again, so she quickly held her in her arms and patted her back gently, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Rong'er, I must be I will protect you all your life."

"Then you have to keep your word." Yang Xianrong's nasal voice increased.

"Definitely!" Sima Ying didn't care that there were two maids beside her, she held Yang Xianrong's face and kissed her. "Ah? Your Majesty the Queen, are you asleep? Something doesn't seem right?" Huizhu's voice came from outside. She was swaying a little, but she still walked this way step by step.

Sima Ying had no choice but to let go of Yang Xianrong again, looked at Huizhu who came over, and asked, "Why did you wake up?"

"Eh? Why is there someone? Ah..." Before she could shout out, Cui Xi immediately covered Huizhu's mouth and whispered: "Don't shout! This is the prince!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Huizhu looked at Sima Ying with wide eyes before nodding, indicating that she would not shout any more. As soon as Cui Xi let go of her hand, she quickly knelt down and said, "I have seen the prince."

"Hey..." Sima Ying was very unhappy, "Zhao Zhuo!"

"Here." Another person actually walked out of the shadows, Wu Wei Zhao Zhuo. He was slightly embarrassed and lowered his head.

"Didn't I ask you to take care of these people outside?" Sima Ying didn't care what to say to Yang Xianrong, and waved again, when another person appeared in the room, another military guard Du Jian. He also lowered his head and said nothing.

Yang Xianrong looked at them with wide eyes and asked, "I just wanted to ask, how did you get in?"

"Hey, forget it." Sima Ying ignored the two military guards and just said to Yang Xianrong: "Rong'er, time is tight, and I can't stay here for a long time. Anyway, it's enough to know that you are very good. Promise me , eat well, take good care of yourself, and I will let you return to Luoyang Palace soon. I will pick you up when the time comes."

"What?" Yang Xianrong was even more puzzled, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, don't think too much. Even in troubled times, I will turn it around." Sima Ying grabbed Yang Xianrong's hand and put the white jade ring in her hand on her slender fingers, "Trust me .”

"Yes." Yang Xianrong knew that this was not the time to ask in detail, but she finally felt more settled. Some people are working hard, and some are stirring up everything in the imperial power.

Sima Ying opened the door of the dormitory. Aunt Xian and Zhang Liang were still asleep. Zhao Zhuo pointed silently and touched his heart, which meant that there was really nothing he could do.

Yang Xianrong laughed and asked Cui Xi to wrap up the small pastries on the table and stuff them into Zhao Zhuo without saying much.

Sima Ying and the others disappeared into the night, as if they had never appeared before. If it weren't for the warmth of Sima Ying in the white jade finger in his hand, I'm afraid all this would be a fantasy imagined by Yang Xianrong.

However, she did have expectations.

"Huizhu, they were poisoned by incense. Why did you wake up?" Yang Xianrong calmed down all his emotions and turned to ask Huizhu.

Huizhu thought for a while, touched her body, and finally took out a bead chain from her neck. It looked like it was just made of beads ground into wood. Yang Xianrong had seen it before and thought it was a girl. Bought to play with. But now that she took it out, it must not be an ordinary object.

Sure enough, Huizhu said that this was a necklace left to her by her mother, and it had a fragrant fragrance that could clear her mind and improve her eyesight. She always wears it and never takes it off easily. Perhaps it was the smell that offset the drug, allowing her to wake up quickly even if she was knocked unconscious.