It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

The golden seal looks okay, but these four words are too childish. Yang Xianrong even thought that this was probably done by Sima Zhong in his spare time, and it was impossible to use the real edict or anything else. Maybe, it's just something to fool people. So, how come there is such a thing in a place like this?

"The Supreme Queen!" Grandma Xian ran out of breath, followed by several guards.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xianrong suddenly became nervous. She had never seen Grandma Xian in such a panic.

"Miss Lian'er was..." Before she could finish her words, Yang Xianrong immediately started shaking all over. He took a step forward and asked loudly: "What do you mean? What's wrong with Lian'er?"

"I don't know what to say, but..." Aunt Xian suddenly became confused, "A woman suddenly broke into Guangmo Palace and went straight into your small study. She saw Miss Lian'er having an affair with that little girl. Hei Tan and Hei Tan were having tea together, and she hugged Hei Tan and screamed ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. Miss Lian'er stepped forward to pull the woman, and the woman hugged Miss Lian'er again, very hard... slave We wanted to pull them apart, but saw a sickle in her hand... Nanny Seven was cut by the sickle..."

"Hey!" After hearing the general idea, Yang Xianrong picked up her skirt and ran hurriedly to Guangmo Palace. Cuixi and Huizhu followed her regardless of getting wet. Cuixi also stretched out her hand to support her, fearing that her "belly" would fall.

The distance was really not close. Yang Xianrong was already running out of breath. Yuan Jianshuo and Huizhu had already run back, but seeing this situation, they didn't know how to deal with it.

In the small study room of Guangmo Palace, a disheveled woman was hugging the sheep tightly and asked her: "What is your name? Tell me! What is your name?"

Yang Xianlian looked at her expressionlessly and said nothing.

Xiao Heitan on the side had no expression, and did not even look at them. He just looked at the imperial portrait of the late emperor Sima Yan hanging in the room in a daze. This is a painting that Sima Zhong gave to Yang Xianrong. It was said that hanging in her study could calm ghosts and gods.

Yang Xianrong grinned and asked, "My concubine's place is just a place for writing and reading. Hanging a portrait of the late emperor there, it looks so scary."

"What's so scary about this?" Sima Zhong rolled his eyes, "Yang Bieme, let me tell you, there are always unjust ghosts in places like Jinyong City, who come out to cause trouble in the middle of the night. So, I thought about it, The portrait of your father is more effective. Everyone says that his murderous aura is too overflowing, and even the portrait is scary. Therefore, it is most suitable to place it in your Guangmo Palace, so that you and your children can also be taken care of by your ancestors. I am also relieved."

This is simply a fallacy.

Yang Xianrong glanced at Zhang Du, Zhang Du chuckled and whispered: "These days, there are rumors in the palace that female ghosts kill people. Naturally, the Supreme Emperor also heard it, and he was thinking about the Supreme Empress, so he rummaged through the entire palace. God, I found the portrait of the late emperor. The Supreme Empress, this is the heart of the Supreme Emperor..."

"Okay, thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Xianrong held the scroll in his hand and knelt down to Sima Zhong, kowtowing solemnly to express his gratitude. Sima Zhong was naturally satisfied with Yang Xianrong's attitude, and happily went to the medicine garden to plant medicine.

In his small study, Yang Xianrong also hung the portrait of the late Emperor Sima Yan on the wall after bathing and burning incense. Now it looks like this, with this portrait on the white wall, it actually has a bit more royal nobility. Even when Zhang Heng came in to talk about something, he bowed respectfully to the portrait before saying anything.

In this situation, Xiao Heitan kept looking at the portrait in a daze, while the woman hugged the sheep and refused to let go, which was quite strange.

Cuixi asked Yang Xianrong: "Slave, please go and drag Nanny Qi over first? This is Concubine Lan. A madman."

Because Grandma Seven was kneeling on the ground, her arms covered in blood. However, she did not let go of her hand holding Yang Xianlian, and still wanted to pull Yang Xianlian to her side.

"Fei Lan?" Yang Xianrong asked tentatively. The woman glanced at her but said nothing. Instead, he hugged Yang Xianlian in his arms very hard. Yang Xianlian couldn't help but feel the pain, and finally shouted: "Ah!"

The woman became stronger, "Don't shout! Don't let others hear!"

"Bold! Let him go!" Yuan Jianshuo roared, which made the woman tremble all over. She looked straight at Yuan Jianshuo and suddenly shouted: "Commander Yuan! Where is the emperor? I want to see the emperor!"

"The emperor is discussing matters in front. Do you have anything to tell me?" Yang Xianrong suddenly took two steps forward with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Concubine Lan looked at Yang Xianrong warily.

"Don't you know who I am?" Yang Xianrong's hands were hidden in her sleeves, trembling all the time. She saw that Concubine Lan had raised the sickle in her hand, and the blade was right next to Yang Xianlian's face. "I am the queen of Dajin!"

"You are not Jia Nanfeng!" Concubine Lan looked carefully, "You lied to me."

"Why did I lie to you? It is true that I am not Jian Nanfeng, but I am also the queen of the Jin Dynasty!"

"Why is this? The emperor said that if I give birth to a child, he will let me be the queen! Let my son be the emperor!" Concubine Lan shouted again.

"Where is your child?" Yang Xianrong took another step forward, and Huizhu followed suit. At this time, Cui Xi had quietly walked to the back, ready to pull the injured Nanny 7 at any time.

"My child? This is not here!" Lan Fei shouted again.

"Look carefully, this is a girl. Didn't you give birth to a prince?" Yang Xianrong was still walking forward, and even Yuan Jianshuo called her in a low voice, "Be careful."

"Yes, I gave birth to a prince! A prince!" Concubine Lan looked at Yang Xianlian and immediately let go of her black hair bun. At this moment, Yang Xianrong and Huizhu took action at the same time. , pulled Yang Xianlian to his side, Cuixi pulled Nanny Qi to the side, and Yuan Jianshuo flew up and kicked Concubine Lan directly in the heart, so that she only had time to say "uh" before she fainted. .

The whole process was so fast that many people didn’t see it clearly. Yang Xianrong couldn't help but think in his heart: It's okay if Cuixi knows, now even Huizhu and Yuan Jianshuo are really cooperating with him very tacitly, and they understand his intentions in just a few words, This is really good.

Yang Xianlian was not injured, and Little Heitan was fine too.

Although the place where Nanny Seven was cut by the sickle was bleeding, it was not a fatal injury.

Yang Xianrong looked at Concubine Lan lying on the ground and turned to ask Aunt Zhou: "Check her. I suspect she is not Concubine Lan, but Concubine Bai who gave birth to a child."