It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Yang Xiankang saw something was wrong and wanted to come over. But Sima Ying's military guards Zhao Zhuo and Shi Chao immediately pulled out their long swords, and the sound of metal echoed above the mourning hall of the Yang Mansion.

"Sima Ying! What are you going to do? Today is my Yang family's business!" Yang Xiankang became anxious and yelled.

Zhao Zhuo has a very good relationship with Yang Xiankang, but because the current situation is different, he is also very embarrassed. He quietly restrained his blade and reached out to pull the sheep to Xiankang.

But Yang Xiankang looked unhappy, stared and shouted again, "Are you here to express condolences?"

"Second brother, the prince is here to express his condolences. Don't shout." Yang Xianrong saw that Shi Chao's long knife was already close to Yang Xiankang. She let go of Yang Xianlian's hand and stretched out her hand to Yang Xiankang. Sima Ying, "Your Majesty, can you help me? I've been kneeling for a long time and can't stand up."

Sima Ying's expression softened a lot, and she immediately took hold of Yang Xianrong's thin, boneless hand. Her heart ached again, and she whispered, "Let's go back to the palace."

"Well, let's go back." Yang Xianrong nodded, "Let the prince help me with my family's affairs. My father used to like the prince very much and often praised him as the most disciplined and knowledgeable person among the royal family. …”

"Of course I can." Before Yang Xianrong could finish speaking, Sima Ying had already answered quickly and pulled Yang Xianrong up hard.

Cuixi and Lanxiang also stood up and followed her silently.

In full view of everyone, these two people held hands and walked out of the mourning hall and walked to the gate of Yang's house.

"Get in the carriage." Sima Ying whispered again.

In front of him is Sima Ying's exclusive carriage, which has the same specifications as Sima Zhong's imperial carriage, and is even more refined and dazzling. After all, his carriage had just been painted and covered with gold leaf.

Yang Xianrong didn't say much. With his help, he got into the carriage and sat down.

Sima Ying also sat in and immediately lowered the car curtain.

The carriage moved forward quickly, and no one from the Yang family came out.

The carriage did not return to the palace, but went to Sima Ying's mansion in Luoyang.

The door of the palace was wide open, waiting for Sima Ying's return.

It was not past noon at this time, the sun was directly overhead, and the sunlight showed colorful light, which looked a bit weird.

Unexpectedly, two red lanterns were hung at the entrance of the Wang Mansion, swaying strangely in the wind, forming a sharp contrast with the two white lanterns at the Yang Mansion just now.

Yang Xianrong and Sima Ying were sitting in the carriage, and their hands never separated.

Yang Xianrong still didn't cry. Thinking that she was a woman who loved to cry, she didn't cry after such a big thing happened at home. Sima Ying's heart ached again. He wanted to say something more, but didn't know how. He could only look at her quietly, not even willing to blink.

The carriage opened a corner when it entered the palace gate. Yang Xianrong saw the two red lanterns flying in the wind. He suddenly laughed and asked, "Your Majesty, is today a good day?"

"Maybe." Sima Ying's voice was a little hoarse. He pursed his lips and whispered, "Rong'er, I've been waiting for this day to bring you in for a really long time." "Why can't we reveal that the matchmaker is marrying? Why? At this time?" Yang Xianrong looked back at him, but his eyes were red.

The carriage did not stop, but passed directly through the gate of the palace, slowly bypassed the screen wall, entered the courtyard, entered the inner hall, and finally stopped at the main building in the backyard. There was a two-story building that was extremely ornately decorated, all red and gold decorations, so dazzling that it made people feel dizzy.

"Rong'er, you know, now is not the time. I have tried my best to give you this promise first." Sima Ying took out a golden phoenix hairpin from her arms. It was extremely exquisite and gorgeous in workmanship. The one spread its wings and was about to fly. The phoenix seemed to come to life in the next second, dancing for nine days. "This is my betrothal gift and a lifetime commitment to you."

Yang Xianrong looked at the golden hairpin and closed his eyes, his expression also very painful.

"Rong'er, promise me, okay?" Sima Ying actually felt a little panicked.

That year, Sima Ying vomited a mouthful of blood at the gate of the palace and said to Yang Xianrong: "Yang Bie mea, I really suppress my wife."

But Yang Xianrong gave him a sharp shout, "Sima Ying, this is not a wife-killing act, it has nothing to do with you!"

She ignored the gazes of others and grabbed Sima Ying's sleeve, "I tell you, life is in the hands of people, only the principle of cause and effect!"

At that moment, she was bright, sincere, and very brave!

He didn't like her from that time, but from a long time ago, when she walked into the palace step by step in a gorgeous phoenix robe, his eyes were locked on her and he could no longer look away.

Now, he held the gold hairpin and waited for a response.

"I don't want to promise you, at least not at this moment." Yang Xianrong clenched his fingers so tightly that they turned white.

"Why?" Sima Ying asked anxiously, "In this troubled world, among so many complicated relationships, I finally fought my way out and sat where I am today... Do you think that I am just the emperor's younger brother now, and my identity is still the same? Isn't that right? Don't be in a hurry, I will be the emperor soon, and you will be my queen! Give me a little more time, I can do it, I swear!"

"That's not what I meant." Yang Xianrong looked at his anxious face, even a little distorted.

"What is that? Oh, I understand. Do you think that since I have a princess and a prince, you are afraid that your child will not be able to be an emperor in the future? Don't worry, your child will be the emperor, the emperor of the Jin Dynasty! If you don't If you like it, I'll divorce Le Fei and disown those two children. I don't like them anyway, I only like you."

Now that the words have come to this point, those hot emotions can no longer be hidden.

Sima Ying actually had tears in her eyes, crystal clear.

Yang Xianrong reached out and took the golden phoenix hairpin, "You will regret doing this to me in the future. All the clan officials and even the people of Jin Dynasty will criticize you, and your throne will be unstable and there will be many twists and turns."

"So what?" Sima Ying shed tears, but her face was full of smiles, because Yang Xianrong took the golden phoenix hairpin. This golden phoenix hairpin was actually given to him by the late emperor Sima Yan to give to his princess as a gift. bride price. When he married Concubine Le, he just asked the craftsmen to make one at random, and this one was exclusive to Princess Sima Ying.

"What if you get tired of me in the future? What if I get jealous? What if I am as uneasy at home as Jia Nanfeng?" Yang Xianrong's series of questions made Sima Ying nervous again, and he hugged Yang Xianrong tightly. , made an oath: "Emperor and Empress Tu, I, Sima Ying, will only love Yang Xianrong for the rest of my life. I will have no regrets or resentments. I will swear with my life that I, Sima Ying, will protect Yang Xianrong and have a smooth, healthy and happy life."

Yang Xianrong said nothing. Sima Ying's lips fell on her brows, eyes, nose, and trembling red lips. They were a little cold, but very soft, so soft that it drove him crazy.