It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore. It's all your choice. Think about it yourself." Yang Xianrong rubbed his eyes, "What happened to Huizhu?"

"Oh, she is my god sister and a maid on my mother's side." Liu Yao's expression also dimmed slightly. "I have released her from slavery long ago and let her get married and live on her own. But she refused and said she still wanted to do things for me. Then I think there are always dangers around you. Her martial arts skills are good, so if you stay here Your side can also protect you."

"Thank you, Brother Liu." Yang Xianrong responded to him hoarsely, taking off the string of beads from Huizhu from his arm, "I'll give this back to you. The beads of Huizhu were put into the ancestral graves of my Yang family, but this string of beads... …You leave it to her family.”

"Her family is the only one..." Liu Yao took the bead string and started to rub it, "Actually, it was just a necklace I made when I was a child, so I gave it to her. I didn't expect that she would wear it for so many years..."

"I'm sorry..." Yang Xianrong apologized again.

"Hey, third sister... this is what fate is. I don't blame you." Liu Yao was afraid that Yang Xianrong would start crying again, so he quickly said, "I'll keep this bead string for you. It's just a thought, okay?"

The bead string returned to Yang Xianrong's hand, with a little warmth from Liu Yao's fingers and her warmth.

Even if they wanted to continue chatting, Sima Zhong came back, and these people had no choice but to get up and disperse.

Liu Yao looked at Yang Xianrong's back and sighed in his heart.

Because of this farewell, I don’t know when we will see each other again.

After Yang Xianrong and Sima Zhong whispered a few words, they suddenly turned back and looked at Liu Yao.

This one glance may be worth thousands of years.

Liu Yao felt sad and hugged his Yongming Sword tightly. He had so many thoughts that he became obsessed for a moment.

In the early morning of the second day, the weather was excellent, and everyone went down the mountain one after another.

Because all the tiger meat has been eaten, tiger bones and skins are very precious, so naturally they have to be properly transported down the mountain, or even returned to Luoyang before they can be disposed of. Therefore, Yuan Jianshuo arranged for a few military guards to stay behind to pack and transport the items, while the others escorted the emperor and the empress back quickly.

Liu Yao's figure standing in the morning light was so handsome that Sima Zhong nodded and said to him: "Brother Liu, if you kill a tiger again, remember to send it to Luoyang. I will reward you with a lot of gold."

"Okay." Liu Yao nodded and smiled.

Xu Zhenren didn't look at him this time, turned around and went down the mountain so fast that Xu Henian was still calling him from behind, wanting to say goodbye to Liu Yao. I was in such a hurry that I only had time to clasp my fists and ran away with the master.

The two Yang brothers just clasped their fists and turned around to leave.

Yang Xianrong was surrounded by a large number of palace people and could not even see Liu Yao.

She actually didn't look back, because maybe there would be no future.

No matter how chaotic her life is, her identity as the Queen of the Jin Dynasty will always be in the golden book and will not change.

After coming down the mountain, Sima Zhong asked Yang Xianrong to put on women's clothes and sit in the carriage. He ran to ride the horse himself, feeling very happy.

Zhang Du had a bitter look on his face and said he didn't want to follow him on horseback.

Sima Zhong didn't care and just let him continue driving the carriage and follow Yang Xianrong. Yang Xianrong was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable, maybe because he had eaten too much tiger meat, or maybe because of the cool breeze blowing at night, which made him wilt, so he had to catch up on his sleep in the carriage.

The return speed was not slow. Sima Zhong was in a good mood and started galloping on his horse.

But Yang Xianrong was still sleeping, so Zhang Du had to maintain his speed and did not follow Sima Zhong.

After walking for a day and night, Sima Zhong finally got tired and stopped.

Yuan Jianshuo immediately went to arrange the post office, intending to let everyone take a rest.

Dust suddenly started to fly above the official road, and someone could be seen from a distance running towards them under the banner of "ying".

A horse team of about ten or twenty people came galloping over. Dressed all in black, Yuan Jianshuo was so intimidated that he immediately opened his stance and stood in the front.

These people did not hold weapons, and Sima Ying at the front was bare-handed and holding nothing. He jumped off the tall black horse, knelt in front of Sima Zhong's horse, and said loudly: "I'm late, please forgive me, brother."

Sima Zhongzheng felt that he was too tired to ride, so he got off his horse, looked at Sima Ying, and asked in surprise: "Brother Ying? Why are you here?"

"Brother, the emperor is too arbitrary. You are the emperor of the Jin Dynasty. How can you leave the imperial city of Luoyang and run to the wilderness mountains here without permission?" After not seeing each other for more than half a year, Sima Ying has matured a lot, and even kept her. The beard looks a bit strange. Even Sima Zhong looked at him a few more times before saying, "Oh, Yang Meie wants to come out to play, so I will accompany her."

"...Brother Emperor." In response to this answer, Sima Ying's face turned extremely dark, and she clearly showed an unhappy look, "You are the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, how can you let her do this?"

"Oh, it's not impossible. Anyway, Zhenren Xu has been found, and there's nothing to do now. Let's go back to the palace." Sima Zhong didn't care, and took two steps forward, helped Sima Ying up and asked, "You run What are you doing here? Is Yecheng fun? How about I go to Yecheng with you?"

"...Brother Imperial!" Sima Ying looked serious again. She looked behind Sima Zhong, but did not see the shadow of Yang Xianrong and other female family members. She asked again: "Where is the Queen?"

"She is too lazy to ride in a carriage. Let's go slowly." Sima Zhong also looked back at the way he came. There was no sign of a carriage on the official road at all.

"You just brought these few people out, what if something happens?" Sima Ying's face turned dark again.

"Are you okay?" Sima Zhong touched his already crooked golden crown, "Isn't this good? I'm hungry, so I'd better eat first."

Yuan Jianshuo had been standing next to Sima Zhong. Hearing this sentence, he quickly responded: "Your Majesty, there is a posthouse fifty meters ahead. The military guards have already packed it up. Let's go there and eat."

"Let's go, let's eat quickly." Sima Zhong ignored Sima Ying, threw the riding whip to Yuan Jianshuo, and walked forward. Because Sima Ying was in front of him, he pushed him, causing Sima Ying to sideways and get out of the way.

Sima Ying wanted to say something more, but she didn't know how to say it, so she could only stand there and look at Sima Zhong's back, frowning.

Zhao Zhuo, the military guard, had already caught up from behind. After saluting Sima Zhong, he walked to Sima Ying and whispered: "Is this my humble duty to take a look behind you?"

"No need, I'll just go. You can follow the emperor to Guanyi first." Sima Ying grabbed the riding whip and threw it to Zhao Zhuo. Then she greeted a few people and walked with him to welcome the sheep. carriage.

At this moment, Sima Zhong suddenly looked back at him and laughed again.