It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

After Sima Ying left, Yang Xianrong's appetite suddenly improved. He drank two bowls of porridge and ate a chicken leg, and his brows relaxed a lot. Cuixi asked quietly: "Girl, what are you thinking about?"

"Yes." Yang Xianrong nodded, "As you know, I have been worried these days...many people, even if we are not worried about our lives for the time being, in troubled times, those who have power and soldiers in their hands But everyone is coveting this position.”

"So, does the prince know how to...?" Cui Xi asked tentatively, "I don't know that much, but judging from the look on the prince's way and the last words he said to you, he must have done something."

"Actually, I also placed my bet on him..." Yang Xianrong drank another half of the bowl of lotus seed soup, and then handed it to Cui Xi, who said with a bitter face: "Girl, the maid is already fat. Two laps. This...servant is not pregnant. It’s really not good to eat and drink like this with you."

"I haven't given you the longan and tremella soup yet. You can drink that too later." Yang Xianrong didn't care at all. There was so much food sent to her palace that she couldn't finish it.

Cuixi's face fell, she flattened her mouth and finished the lotus seed soup, then said she would drink no more. Lan Xiang smiled and finished drinking the longan and white fungus soup, then sat quietly next to Yang Xianrong and began to sew the baby's clothes.

Yang Xianrong touched the fabric and continued to whisper, "The prince has long been dissatisfied with Sima Lun and has been secretly gathering strength. However, he will not rebel, but Sima Lun will. I am afraid that they are in the same situation now. What was expected was that Sima Lun rebelled first, and then he led his men to kill him... But, his heart must be quite big..."

"You all know... why bother..." Cuixi said very cryptically.

"Then what should we do?" Yang Xianrong also sighed, thinking of Sima Ying's thin face, and his heart ached again. She was very conflicted and didn't know how to proceed. But if you rely on your heart, Sima Ying is thousands of times better than Sima Zhong. If she had married Sima Ying in the first place... But everything is just a hypothesis, not true.

"Ah!" Zhang Liangxue ran and screamed all the way into Guangmo Palace. He knelt in front of Yang Xianrong and said, "My dear Queen, there must be a ghost in Jinyong City."

"What's going on?" Cuixi stopped Yang Xianrong and Lan Xiang, and Lan Xiang quickly walked to the dormitory. Even if Zhang Liangxue knew about the shadow maid, it would not be appropriate for him to see Lan Xiang's pregnant belly more.

Yang Xianrong wore a loose dress and quietly placed a thin pad on her abdomen. She looked quite pregnant. Fortunately, she had finished eating and drinking, and was warming her hands with hot tea.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I slept like a dead pig last night and couldn't wake up at all. Isn't it possible that I was possessed by a ghost?" Zhang Liang said with panic on his face, "Just now, Yuan Jianshuo's imperial guards discovered that they were on the outer wall of Guangmo Palace. A palace maid died next to her... She died horribly, and there was blood all over the floor... The rain in the middle of the night yesterday washed the blood all over the floor... It was so terrible."

"Who died?" Yang Xianrong was a little frightened.

After Sima Ying left with her people last night, it started to rain very quickly, and the rain was very heavy, which made people feel sad. Yang Xianrong didn't know how Sima Ying came in, nor how he would get out. Jinyong City was guarded by Zhang Heng, and Yuan Jianshuo was patrolling everywhere, so the guards were actually very tight.

"It looks like a palace maid doing menial chores." Zhang Liangxue gestured, "I just took a look, and there was a lot of blood."

"Is there anything else?" Yang Xianrong was still a little worried. Could it be that Sima Ying killed the passing maid in order to come in? But according to his character, he would only use some drugs. Because he was afraid that if something happened to his life, Yang Xianrong would be unhappy. "It's under that painting..." When Zhang Liangxue said this, there was a look of fear on his face again.

"What painting?" Yang Xianrong was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that there was an extremely weird painting on the wall of Guangmo Palace before, but it disappeared soon. I was busy with a lot of things these days, and it was gradually forgotten. . Now that Zhang Liang was reminded of it, she also thought it was a coincidence. "What did Zhang Heng say?"

"I don't know yet... I just sent you a message first." Zhang Liang said with a bitter look on his face, "Zhang Heng sealed the gate of Guangmo Palace and said that it is temporarily inaccessible."

"Well, it's okay." Yang Xianrong didn't want to go out anyway. It would take some time for Sun Ying and the others to come back, so she had to keep quiet.

But early the next morning, it still rained all night. Suddenly, a scream was heard outside the palace wall, followed by messy footsteps... Several people standing at the entrance of the palace looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. , and quickly reported to Zhang Liangxue.

Zhang Liangzhe was talking to Aunt Xian about how she couldn't wake up that day. Aunt Xian also said that she couldn't wake up and was woken up by Huizhu the next day. She felt dizzy and swollen all day. , very uncomfortable.

"There must be ghosts in Jinyong City, or evil spirits." Zhang Liang said in a low voice, "I heard that this place was the cold palace back then, but many concubines were sent here, and many palace people came... But soon it... died……"

"Don't scare me." Grandma Qian's face changed.

"Really, I heard that Jia Nanfeng sent many people here, and then they all died inexplicably..." Zhang Liangxue liked hearing these gossips and spread them.

When the palace servants hurriedly came in to talk about the screams outside the palace wall, the expressions of Zhang Lianghoe and Aunt Qian changed again. Zhang Lianghoe mustered up his courage, quietly opened the door of Guangmo Palace, and explored Head out. Yuan Jianshuo happened to be standing at the entrance of the palace, turned around and looked at him: "Don't open the door and look, someone is dead again!"

"Ah? What happened?" Zhang Liangxue was so frightened that he almost fell down, "We closed the door yesterday and never opened it again. No one entered or went out. We stayed in Guangmo Palace honestly. .”

"Well, I know. I was standing here on duty yesterday." Yuan Jianshuo's expression was very sad. He looked at the group of people forming a circle not far away. From their feet, blood could be seen flowing out... According to How could he not see someone die from this distance?

Even in the dark night with poor visibility, there will still be strange movements. Is it impossible not to notice them?

Yuan Jianshuo tried his best to recall what he had done from last night to this morning. He stood at the entrance of Guangmo Palace. He only went to the toilet in the early morning, and someone saw the dead person when he came back.

Could it be that the murder happened at that moment?

"Why does it look like the same position as yesterday?" Zhang Liangxue squinted his eyes and looked over, feeling scared again.