It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Yang Xianrong heard something strange in the sound and got up to take a look. But Sima Ying suddenly took her hand and turned her back to the door, unable to see what was going on outside.

Cui Xi stepped forward, trying to block Sima Ying's movement. But Yang Xianrong shook his head and said, "Cui Xi, go and have a look, and I will just have a few words with the prince."

After hearing these words, even Zhang Du, Lu Zhu and Zhang Liang were reluctant to step forward. They lowered their heads, turned and walked into the yard.

"What did you do?" Yang Xianrong asked in a hoarse voice.

"Those dogs are too noisy and you don't like it, so I'll let them kill them all." Sima Ying's tone of voice was not as polite as before, but a little urgent. He asked: "Rong'er, what happened? You Why are you doing this to me?"

"What's wrong? How should I treat you?" Yang Xianrong looked up at him and called softly: "Your Majesty, I am the queen of Dajin."

"I said, as long as you want it, I will do it." Sima Ying lowered her head, "Did that fool make you feel wronged? Just wait, I will find a way."

"My lord, don't you understand?" Yang Xianrong's voice trembled, "I am the queen! You now have your wife and children. We... this is not right..."

"Haha, it turns out you're scared." Sima Ying chuckled, holding Yang Xianrong in her arms, "It's okay, it's already such a mess anyway, it would be nice to be a little more messy."

"No." Yang Xianrong still looked righteous.

"What? If I kill him, will you have to remain a widow for him for the rest of your life?" Sima Ying's voice was very soft, but it became a thunder in Yang Xianrong's ears, making her stunned.

"Rong'er, I miss you very much." Sima Ying touched Yang Xianrong's little face with her hand, "I have written you so many letters, why don't you reply to me? You know I am very anxious. Don't let me worry. If something happens to you, I...don't leave the palace, it's very unsafe outside..."

He spoke a little hastily and even more chaotically, and the emotion in his eyes was not fake in the slightest.

Yang Xianrong just looked at him, wanting to see into his heart.

"Your Majesty." There was a military guard at the door.

Yang Xianrong finally turned his head and looked out the door, because the little Maotou's cry disappeared and also stopped abruptly. "Don't hurt the people here. They are just passers-by, innocent people."

"Okay." Sima Ying still hugged her, then let go, and whispered again, "As long as you want, I will do it."

Then, he turned around and left the big house, stood in the yard, looked around, and ordered the guards: "Clean up, don't hurt anyone."

"Yes." Sima Ying's military guards are not many, but they are all extremely capable people, even more powerful than the imperial army led by Yang Xianrong. At this time, the Imperial Guards were still standing in the yard holding benches, not knowing what to do.

Xu Zhenren also walked out, sighed when he looked at the mess on the ground, and silently recited a few verses before saying to Xu Henian: "You'd better come in and eat noodles."

"Okay." Xu Henian's face turned a little pale, "I'll bring a bowl to the Queen as well. She hasn't eaten anything this whole way."

"I'll do it." When Sima Ying heard this, her heart hurt again.

"I dare not trouble the prince." Zhang Du hurried over, and now several people were vying to go inside to serve the meal.

In the end, Cuixi walked over, brought a small bowl of noodles into the main room, put it on the table, and waited for Yang Xianrong to sit down and eat. But Yang Xianrong didn't have any appetite. He just stared at Sima Ying's white jade finger ring in his hand in a daze.

Sima Ying did not come in again, and stood in the yard counting the people and chatting with Zhang Du, hoping that they could move forward quickly after eating and rest in the pavilion in front. After all, it's still not safe here.

Yang Xianrong pushed the noodles to Cui Xi, "I won't eat, I have no appetite."

"Girl, there's still a long way to go. If you don't eat something, you'll faint while sitting on the carriage." Cui Xi whispered, "The family is fine, the little one just fainted."

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong sighed again, "I just want to be quiet for a while, why is it so difficult?"

"Then let's go back to the palace." "Actually, I don't want to go back. It's really annoying to hear Jing'er crying all night long." Yang Xianrong blocked his ears and his hair was messy. , and the gold hairpin fell to the ground, making a sound.

Sima Ying ran in again, and when she saw her irritable look, she quietly left.

Finally, Sima Ying drove the carriage, Yang Xianrong sat in the carriage, and the group set out to chase Sima Zhong's large army.

Zhang Du didn't want to ride a horse at all, so he rode Xu Zhenren's donkey cart and slowly followed everyone.

Cuixi and Luzhu wanted to walk beside the carriage, but Yang Xianrong asked them to follow on horseback, which would be faster and save more energy.

So, it's really a strange scene now. The prince drove the carriage for the queen, and the two remained silent.

"Rong'er, if you don't like it, I will divorce Concubine Le when I get back." Sima Ying suddenly said this, and Yang Xianrong, who was already drowsy in the carriage, woke up.

"what?"

"You must be angry, I understand." Sima Ying's voice became lower, but she leaned back, getting closer to Yang Xianrong. "Don't be angry, men, it's normal to have three wives and four concubines."

"Oh." Yang Xianrong said noncommittally.

"Then if you don't like it, just say so. Don't be angry, okay?" Sima Ying also had a coaxing tone.

"Oh."

"Don't think there's anything wrong. Anyway, this situation is quite chaotic now, but I will arrange it step by step... In short, I won't hurt you, I really like you."

"Oh."

"You still have the temper of a child. Remember to tell me if you have anything. Write me a note. Doctor Qin is my person and I can trust you."

"Oh."

"Reply me." Sima Ying was dissatisfied.

"What's your response?" Yang Xianrong also sat outside.

"In response to you... miss me." When Sima Ying said this, she even laughed.

Yang Xianrong also smiled, "Your Majesty, there are so many people."

"so what?"

"I don't know. In fact, I'm a little afraid of losing you." Yang Xianrong finally said it, "My mother said that life would be easier if I had to be more ruthless, but I don't know how to be ruthless, especially It’s this time now…”

"Rong'er, I know it's difficult. But I want to try. Can you wait for me?" Sima Ying asked.

"What are you going to do?"

"Usurping the throne." Sima Ying laughed, wantonly and arrogantly.

Yang Xianrong looked at him from the gap in the carriage curtain. His side face had perfect lines, and his tall nose was also a signature feature of the Sima family. Even the enthusiasm for imperial power in his eyes was exactly the same.

"Is it because he is a fool?" Yang Xianrong finally said it, "But he is the emperor, and I am the queen."