It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Sima Zhong sat in Zhengyang Palace early in the morning, waiting for the civil and military officials to kneel down and worship. He originally wanted to go to Tianyuan Palace to pick up the sheep and bring him over, but Zhang Du said that this was against the rules. After all, he was the emperor. No matter how much you pamper the queen, you cannot do this.

But in fact, Zhang Du knew that the Tianyuan Palace was in chaos at this moment, because Lan Xiang's amniotic water had broken and she was probably about to give birth.

Lan Xiang is in good health, but the baby is lying feet down and will not be born for a while. Grandma Qi and Sister Miaoying stayed by Lan Xiang's side. Grandma Zhou and Lian Qiao also knew how to deliver babies and stood at the door at any time. Luzhu and Cuixi had quietly boiled several large pots of hot water in the backyard and brought them into the palace.

Yang Xianrong held Lan Xiang's hand and was so nervous that she kept crying.

Lan Xiang was sweating profusely in pain, but she didn't cry out.

"But you can't force it. You have to let the child turn around on his own so that he can come out with his head down." Nanny Qi gently rubbed Lan Xiang's belly. When she saw Yang Xianrong's eyes were swollen from crying, she growled again. Said: "Girl, don't cry. It's the most taboo to cry at this time. You go out first, isn't there something big happening today?"

Cuixi pulled Yang Xianrong's arm, but Yang Xianrong still held Lan Xiang's hand and refused to let go.

"Girl, there are so many people taking care of you here, nothing will happen."

"But..." Yang Xianrong also knew in his heart that he couldn't be of much help here, and might even be a hindrance. But she was really worried. She even became even more panicked when she saw that Lan Xiang was in so much pain that she almost went into shock. "Do you want to call the imperial doctor?"

"That can't be done." Sun Ying pulled Yang Xianrong and stood up, "Rong'er, you can't be here now. Lan Xiang will be distracted when she sees you, which is even worse. Change your clothes quickly and go. Zhengyang Palace. Mom will be there in a moment, hold on tight, nothing will happen."

Everyone in the room was urging Yang Xianrong to leave quickly. Even Lan Xiang looked at her and blinked. She had no choice but to leave the palace three times with one step.

At this time, only Cuixi and Zhang Liangxue were following them.

"Cui Xi, why don't you stay too? I can go there myself." Yang Xianrong was still worried.

"No, I still have to follow you in this big scene today." Cui Xi disagreed and arranged Yang Xianrong's palace clothes and re-applied her makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes. "Slave, please wrap me around a few times today. Just don't move around too much."

Yang Xianrong himself also tightened his "belly". Under the cover of the spacious queen's palace attire, it was actually not that conspicuous. Her hands were shaking, thinking of Lan Xiang's appearance, and suddenly thinking of Sima Ying who was about to meet her.

They haven't seen each other for three months, right?

There was no correspondence.

The note he left behind was burned by her.

So, what happens?

He would still take a wife, and the bride would not be her.

When he thought of this, Yang Xianrong's expression became even darker.

Sima Zhong sent someone to bring the emperor's sedan, saying it was so spacious that it was comfortable to sit on. Yang Xianrong also struggled to get on the sedan while carrying her skirt. Sitting inside, she became even more uneasy.

The early morning light had already shone down and the weather was excellent.

The Luoyang Palace was cleaned the day before and decorated with some festive palace lanterns. The dots of red between the gray tiles on the high walls also looked joyful.

According to the rules, although Sima Ying and Concubine Le could enjoy today's honor and favor, they still had to stand outside the Zhengyang Palace and wait for the emperor's summons under the bright sun.

Some people have already come over to express their congratulations and smiles. But that's all it looks like.

Those members of the Sima royal family all have their own agendas and have different looks.

Because Wang Bao, the bookkeeper, had just brought a bunch of folding papers to Sima Jiong, saying that these were urgent battle reports and that Sima Jiong needed to read them quickly. "The border is about to move. Your Majesty, it is better to make a decision sooner."

"Didn't you see that I was about to meet the emperor?" Sima Jiong's face was full of displeasure, but he still looked through some of these folders. When he saw a letter among them, he became irritated again, "Didn't I say that Well, don’t let me read Zheng Fang’s letter! It’s so annoying!”

"Your Majesty, as a Grand Sima, you also need to read these letters." Wang Bao continued to persuade him earnestly, "I just want to take advantage of this time to have some free time and read some more."

"Do you want to exhaust me to death?" Sima Jiong was anxious.

"The Empress has arrived!" Zhang Liang's voice arrived at the gate of Zhengyang Palace before Yang Xianrong's sedan. Its purpose was also to cheer up all the civil and military officials and prepare to salute.

When the sedan arrived, Yang Xianrong still had to get down. Even though they were given honors, they still had to abide by the rules. Cuixi helped her out of the sedan, sweating profusely.

"A gift to the Queen!" All the civil and military officials at the door saluted one after another, and the scene was quite lively. However, Sima Jiong did not salute and was still scolding Wang Bao.

Wang Bao's face was red, his ears were red, and he was holding his neck, as if he was risking his life, and shouted: "The lower officials are all for the good of Da Sima. Is it wrong to listen to other people's opinions more?"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Changsha Wang Sima Yi was originally standing behind Sima Ying, talking to him in a low voice, but he was also startled by Wang Bao's voice. "Da Sima, at this time, standing outside Zhengyang Palace, can't you keep your voice down?"

"What?" Sima Jiong rolled his eyes.

"Okay, let me see what Zheng Fang wrote?" Sima Yi was the sixth younger brother of Emperor Sima Zhong, but he was only a few months older than Sima Ying. When the two of them stood together, Sima Ying looked more mature.

Sima Yi took the letter from Wang Bao's hand with a smile, looked at it casually and laughed, "This Zheng Fang is really not a thing, how can you say that the Great Sima is not good? Even if the Great Sima destroys other people's houses and expands them, Isn’t that right if you take over your own mansion?!”

Sima Jiong's face darkened. He did not get angry at Sima Yi, but he yelled at Wang Bao again, "You have been causing trouble for me every day. What else do you want?"

Before Wang Bao could answer, Sima Yi laughed again and glanced at Yang Xianrong before saying, "It's a crime worthy of death for blocking the Queen's way on such a big day."

When Yang Xianrong heard this, he couldn't help but look over. Because it is obvious that this Sima Yi is fighting the fire and has no intention of persuading the angry Sima Jiong. If he continued to say this, Wang Bao, who had already knelt down, would inevitably be beaten severely.

Just as she was about to walk over, she saw Sima Ying shaking her head secretly at her. In a stunned moment, Sima Jiong actually pulled out his sword, pierced his heart with the sword, and killed Wang Bao in public.

The incident happened so suddenly that many people didn't even have time to see the scene clearly.

But from Yang Xianrong's angle, he could just see how Sima Jiong thrust out the sword, and Wang Bao lay on the ground with a look of disbelief on his face, dying immediately.

She was so frightened that she took half a step back, but her feet were caught by the hem of her wide palace dress, and she leaned back. Cui Xi was also stunned, and she only had time to grab her sleeves, but Yang Xianrong still fell down and was very embarrassed.

Seeing the queen fall, everyone had not yet recovered from the scene of Sima Jiong killing Wang Bao, and could only stare blankly at the chaos on Yang Xianrong's side.

But at this moment, Yang Xianrong found that her "belly" was crooked. When Cuixi pulled her, it actually moved to the position of her thigh. Now she couldn't stand up, otherwise her secret would be exposed.