It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Sima Ying scooped up a bowl of hot soup by herself and started drinking it without cooling it, not caring how hot the soup was. He lowered his head and just focused on the bowl of hot soup in front of him.

Yang Xianrong looked at him, his hands that were originally pressed on the table gradually clenched into fists, and then relaxed.

Sima Ying finally finished the bowl of hot soup. He looked at Yang Xianrong and said: "This soup is indeed delicious, but I think it will not be as delicious as the soup you made by yourself. However, if you wait until that day, you may still need A long time. If you're willing to wait, I can come back here again."

Yang Xianrong asked straightforwardly, while Sima Ying answered cryptically.

But it was obvious that Sima Ying was unwilling to leave with Yang Xianrong.

"Which day is it that you are talking about?" Yang Xianrong asked again.

Sima Ying looked at him, with the light of dancing candlelight in her eyes. "Rong'er, I want to give you the title of queen, can you wait for me?"

"I don't need to be a queen. I grew up in Tai'an County since I was a child. I don't care about such glory and wealth..."

"But I want to fight for this. I can't let the kingdom of Jin fall into the hands of the Sima family. I am the late emperor's favorite son. I should inherit the throne. I should be the emperor who deserves the right name!" There was fire in Sima Ying's eyes, and her voice became much louder.

"What do you want? Continue the fight? Where are your military guards? Who do you want to join forces with? When will the fight last?" Yang Xianrong also had a series of questions.

"I don't know, so I won't promise you. Unless you are willing to wait." Sima Ying was very serious, "What I know is that I should have won, but I was really soft-hearted and let that fool go. Come back. Because what I was thinking at the time was that if I killed him, you would become very dangerous. So, I thought about getting him back first, and then killing him..."

"Sima Ying!" Yang Xian couldn't bear these cruel words and called his name.

But Sima Ying seemed to be angry, her face darkened, "What? Do you feel sorry for this idiot?"

"..." Yang Xianrong didn't know how to answer him. He pursed his lips and said, "You know that's not what I meant. I'm more worried about you..."

"You don't have to worry about me, I will definitely win." An impatient look appeared on Sima Ying's face, "Sima Yue, an old thief, even though he is old and disrespectful, he still wants to fight me. The most annoying thing is that Sima Yong, he hid in the back and couldn't come out. He kept letting Zhang Fang suppress me from the front and beat me. Hum, I won't let him succeed. Rong'er, I want this world, and this world should be mine. You are Phoenix life, you are mine too!"

"Even if you don't get this world, I am still willing to be with you... We can go to a place where no one knows us..."

Before she finished her words, Sima Ying raised her eyebrows again, "Don't say such things, I won't go anywhere. What I want is this world. I want to be with you in this palace, in Hanzhang Hall." I’ll hold a grand conquest ceremony for you... Not counting the last time, Feng Luan was burned down. This time, I’ll prepare something bigger and better for you..."

"I don't have to..." Seeing Sima Ying's increasingly fanatical state, Yang Xianrong's voice became softer, and he even felt a little scared and panicked, because the man in front of him looked like the gentle white-faced prince. A new person, unfamiliar and arrogant.

But Sima Ying didn't seem to hear it, and was still talking to herself: "You know, Meng Jiu helped me go to Zhong Nanshan to ask Master Chongyu to tell my fortune. He said that I was the real Dragon Emperor, and he wanted to sit on this great throne. Jin's world! If I just have to endure it for a year or two, I will definitely be able to do it."

"Meng Jiu is actually not a very good person..." Yang Xianrong couldn't help but say something else, because she felt very unhappy when she thought of Meng Jiu's arrogant look before. "Hey, he is like that. He is absolutely sincere to me. Besides, he has been by my side since he was a child. How could I not know his character? Now, I have to be more arrogant to others!" Sima Ying should also have thought of it. He said something and suddenly laughed again, "Rong'er, he won't do anything to you. You are my queen..."

"You still have to be careful." Yang Xianrong was a little irritated, but he still held it back. She knew that she couldn't say anything more at this time, but she also knew that the man in front of her had changed.

"Don't worry, I will be careful for you." Sima Ying smiled and took her hand, "Don't worry, you won't be beautiful anymore."

"I hope your heart is like mine." Yang Xianrong whispered, but Sima Ying didn't hear it. He also talked about the formation of his troops, saying that someone would come with troops to support him in the next few days. , although Sima Yong sent Zhang Fang as a vanguard, it didn't matter, he had time to deal with him... He said a lot of things, but Yang Xianrong had no intention of listening anymore. She only wanted her own little happiness now, not This Jin Dynasty has been fighting and killing for several years.

After talking for a while, Meng Jiu came.

He stood by the door and whispered: "Master, Wang Bin is here and has something to tell you."

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Sima Ying let go of Yang Xianrong's hand and stood up, "Okay, I'm leaving too."

Yang Xianrong also stood up, not knowing what else to say. What she wanted to say had been lost in Sima Ying's various counterattack plans, and she couldn't get a word in at all.

"Don't go to the idiot's place. Just stay in Tianyuan Palace. I'll ask Zhao Zhuo to follow you. He has a good relationship with Yuan Jianshuo and the others to protect your safety." Sima Ying was about to go out, but turned around and touched her. He touched her little face and laughed again, "Le Fei is here too. She is also a reasonable and lovely person. It would be good for her to come and talk with you to relieve your boredom."

Yang Xianrong didn't answer this sentence and didn't want to respond at all. Originally, this Le Fei was a thorn in Sima Zhong's heart, but now that Sima Ying actually said the same thing, wouldn't it add to the problem?

She was so confused that she couldn't even figure out a clear idea. Her heart and her thoughts were completely separate, and even her hands and she were not together. Because she wanted to hold Sima Ying's hand and feel the little warmth from his hand.

However, Sima Ying just let go of her, turned around and disappeared into the night of the palace with Meng Jiu. He walked in such a hurry, leaving no time for her to look at him for a while.

The door of Tianyuan Palace was open, and the candlelight became much weaker in the autumn wind.

Yuan Jianshuo stood at the door and waited for a long time before saying: "Queen, it's windy here, go back."

"Is Zhao Zhuo here?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"Here he is, I asked him to change into the clothes of the Forbidden Army." Yuan Jianshuo replied in a low voice, "He was injured before and has not recovered yet. His body is not as good as before. I asked him to rest tonight and come back tomorrow. Please greet me."

"Yes, they are all people who fought in the light of swords and shadows, so they are different from before." Yang Xianrong seemed to be talking to Yuan Jianshuo, but also seemed to be mumbling to himself.