It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Ten days later, Sima Zhong passed the decree to marry the daughter of Shangshu Ling Leguang to Sima Ying as his concubine, and recalled Sima Ying to get married immediately in Luoyang.

Le Guang came from a poor family, but he rose through the ranks as a scholar. He relied on his talent and knowledge to gain a place in the court. Many high-ranking officials also admired his character and way of life. He has three sons and two daughters, all of whom are good-looking.

The reason why he chose his daughter was that Sima Zhong quietly told Yang Xianrong something. It turned out that Prince Sima Yu was deposed and imprisoned in Jinyong City. Jia Nanfeng ordered the prince's old ministers not to resign. At that time, those people made a fuss, and Jia Nanfeng even ordered people to be arrested and thrown into prison. But Le Guang, who was the minister at the time, went to prison and released everyone.

"Le Guang is a good man, and his daughter should be good too." Sima Zhong rarely became serious, "Does Yang Meie still remember the appearance of his daughter? She is very Zhou Zheng. Although she is not as beautiful as you, she is not ugly either. Brother Ying You should also like her."

Yang Xianrong tried hard to recall the woman's appearance, but he was still blank. I guess I saw so many people that day that I couldn’t even remember who they were. "It's whatever you say, I really can't remember it. And... I don't even know who Le Guang is..."

"Hey, Yang Meie, you are the queen of the Jin Dynasty, how can you not know all the civil and military officials?" Sima Zhong began to laugh at her, "I know them all."

"Yes, the emperor is the smartest." Yang Xianrong chuckled, watching Sima Zhong stamp the jade seal symbolizing imperial power on the imperial edict again.

Only in this matter, Sima Zhong's jade seal is still somewhat effective. For other matters, it is really hard to say. Because he still had nothing to do in Zhengyang Palace, he frequently went in and out of Tianyuan Palace to chat with her. This made Yang Xianrong very nervous, fearing that something might be revealed about his "belly".

Fortunately, Sima Zhong didn't like the weather being too hot, so he just sat in the windy area of ​​Tianyuan Palace and looked at the sky lazily, and then chatted with Yang Xianrong.

Just when Sima Ying was rushing over to marry the princess, another incident happened, which shocked everyone with imperial power in Jin Dynasty.

The royal censor in the palace reported to Sima Zhong about the preparations for Sima Ying's wedding. Time was tight and there were many things to do. When he passed Sima Jiong's mansion, he did not dismount and passed directly through his door. Sima Jiong, who was just going out, happened to see him. He became furious and had the censor pulled off his horse and beat him severely in public.

Due to Sima Jiong's position as Grand Sima, no one dared to step forward to dissuade him. But the faces of everyone watching had different expressions, and they were all disappointed. Some even turned around and walked away.

The matter was reported to the palace. At that time, Sima Zhong was watching Yang Xianrong drinking soup, but he just listened and said nothing. Yang Xianrong felt that the bowl of soup was too greasy, so he gave it to Sima Zhong. Sima Zhong poured it into his mouth, smacked the taste and said, "I'll have to put more salt next time."

Zhang Du stood aside and said in a low voice: "It's better to have something lighter. Your Majesty, don't eat too salty food, as it will make you dizzy easily."

Sima Zhong frowned, "It's impossible for Yang Meie to drink these tasteless soups."

"Your Majesty, it's okay." Yang Xianrong grinned, "Didn't the imperial doctor say that I'm pregnant, so I can't eat more, drink more oil or salt."

"Oh." Sima Zhong glanced at Yang Xianrong's "belly" again, "Brother Ying is getting married the day after tomorrow. Are your clothes ready?"

"Can you not go?" Yang Xianrong didn't want to see Sima Ying at all, because the scene would be very embarrassing. "I'm afraid that I'm going to give birth in the next two days and I need to rest."

"That's not possible. This princess was chosen by Yang Meie with the help of Brother Ying. Brother Ying wants to kowtow to you."

For some reason, Yang Xianrong always felt that there was something in Sima Zhong's words, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. "Didn't the Emperor choose it? The credit must go to the Emperor."

"Hehe, but you removed Yingdi's title of 'Conquering Wife'." Sima Zhong laughed again, "By the way, do you know who Ji Feiyan is married to?"

"Didn't you say you were married to Da Sima?" Yang Xianrong was stunned for a moment. "No. She is married to Sima Yong. After all, she is also my imperial uncle."

"Why is it so chaotic?" Yang Xianrong's expression became even worse. "There are too many people in the Sima family. I can't figure it out anymore."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just those people who are going back and forth." Sima Zhong laughed again, "Ji Feiyan should follow Sima Yong to watch the ceremony in the future. I wonder what her expression is?"

"You are still concerned about this matter?" Yang Xianrong couldn't help but scorned him.

"That's because Ji Feiyan liked brother Ying so much, and now she married the emperor's uncle...there must be something weird in it." Sima Zhong also explained in advance.

Two days later, Luoyang Palace became lively again.

This time, Sima Ying got married, which was finally the first happy event after the Jin Dynasty usurped the throne. The Beijun Mansion also took action early and put people on guard everywhere for fear of any disturbance.

According to Sima Ying's request, he asked the Le family's sedan chair to be carried into his palace, and then asked the princess to get on his chariot, and they went into the palace to salute and thank her.

From engagement to wedding, it only took half a month, which was extremely rushed. Even Sima Ying only arrived in Luoyang the day before the wedding. After sleeping in her messy palace for a night, she got up early and changed into brand-new clothes and waited for the princess' arrival.

The Le family's sedan chair entered the palace smoothly, and Concubine Le also got on Sima Ying's carriage, and then quickly went to the palace. Sima Ying saw that this woman had a slim and graceful figure. Even though she had a bandage on her head and face, she could tell that this woman was not ugly.

He got out of the chariot and said to Zhao Zhuo who was driving: "Hurry up and go to the palace. Don't let the emperor and queen wait for us."

"Yes." Zhao Zhuo ordered.

However, Sima Ying did not return to the carriage. She just sat with Zhao Zhuo, looking at the Luoyang shops on both sides that were still open, feeling very sad.

On this long street, he welcomed Yang Xianrong into the palace, walked around with her, ate and drank, and even explored various things. Yes, they also set out from here to Shu land to see the mountains and rivers. But now, at this moment, he is taking his bride to the palace to kneel to her.

He felt very awkward.

Zhao Zhuo knew what his master was thinking and glanced at him secretly, wanting to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth and just quietly took out a small wine flask from his arms and handed it to him, "Your Highness, take a sip. "

"Why?" Sima Ying asked in a low voice.

"Maybe it won't hurt anymore." Zhao Zhuo was quite sincere.

Sima Ying smiled brightly.