It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 351 Little love, little righteousness, little temper

The blood jade was smashed to pieces by Sima Zhong, and even the bigger dregs could not be picked out. Because this thing has the Hetu pattern, it might really be a priceless thing. It's broken into pieces like this, and it's impossible to make anything else out of it.

Sima Yong showed a pity expression. It seemed that even though it was an ominous thing, he still felt that it was a good thing to have in his hands. But now that everything is like this, what can he say?

Yang Xianrong glanced at it, then she asked with a flat mouth: "Your Majesty, you broke such a precious thing, you have to compensate me for something better."

Sima Zhong blinked, approached Yang Xianrong and asked, "What do you want? Didn't Zhang Fang move all the treasures of the Luoyang Palace here? I will give you the key to the warehouse, and you can choose it yourself." "

"Isn't Zhang Fang hiding a lot of things secretly?" Yang Xianrong sneered again, "Under the guise of moving things for the emperor, this man also robbed many wealthy families in Luoyang, even our Yang family. I opened the door to grab something. Fortunately, my concubine's house was already empty, otherwise it would have been emptied."

"This Fang is indeed too much. I will also look for the whereabouts of these looted items." Sima Yong's face turned dark. How could he not know what Zhang Fang had done? So angry.

"Then, Your Majesty, please first put the gold, silver, jewelry, and rare treasures that Zhang Fang brought over into the Emperor's treasury." Yang Xianrong looked upright, and his little face was still very serious. He turned around to look Sima Zhong said, "Your Majesty, I don't covet these treasures. I like the gold stick and hairpin you gave me very much. If the emperor is free, it would be good to make another big gold ring for me."

"Okay, okay." Sima Zhong nodded immediately, he could still do this kind of thing.

"Also, this ring needs to be made more finely, and it would be best if it could be engraved with my concubine's name." After Yang Xianrong said this, Sima Yong couldn't help but curled his lips, it looked too little like a daughter. . From the news he got, Zhang Fang had always coveted the beauty of the little queen, and the little queen didn't seem to particularly reject him. I heard that Zhang Fang had hugged him before. But it is quite strange that the change is so fast now.

In addition, he still has some questions. If he traces the source of those rumors, he will find that those so-called miracles were all said by the Yang family brothers. Some people indeed saw them, but everything seems to be related to the two Yang family brothers. ,why is that?
Of course, he had also heard about the ambiguous relationship between Yang Xianrong and Sima Ying. Now that she was talking about various things about Sima Ying, what was she going to do? What's the purpose?
However, when I saw this delicate little woman, she looked sour and jealous when talking to Sima Zhong, and she didn't look like a scheming woman. Even though she had given birth to a little princess, she still looked like a girl... He felt strange in his heart and looked at her with a deep look.

Sima Zhong glanced at Sima Yong, and suddenly touched Yang Xianrong's little face with his big hand, then took off his cotton robe and wrapped it all over Yang Xianrong, and said: "Yang Xianrong." "Are you very cold? Wear more clothes. I will make you a big gold ring, a big one, for sure!"

Yang Xianrong was a little overwhelmed by his sudden movement. Cui Xi, who was waiting on the side, took half a step forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, this servant can get a cotton robe for the Queen..."

"No, no, this is very warm." Sima Zhong didn't know how to tie his own robe. He tried very clumsily to tidy it up for the sheep, but instead it was tied in a tight knot, which looked ugly.

Yang Xianrong asked with a downcast face: "I'm so ugly, okay? I'm as fat as a ball."

"That's great, it will save someone from always thinking about your appearance." Sima Zhong couldn't help snorting in his nostrils. He didn't know what he thought of again, and glanced at Sima Yong.

"Oh." Yang Xianrong nodded, touched his face again, and suddenly laughed, "Your Majesty, let's go to Weiyang Palace. Just walk there in the ice and snow. It should be fun, right?" "It's very cold. ." Without the cotton robe, Sima Zhong shivered from the cold. He looked down at the little girl who had been wrapped up, with such a beautiful smile, and his eyes were extremely clear and translucent. He also remembered what the eldest sister said to him. : "She is Feng Ming, and you are the emperor. You are not the emperor, but she is still Feng Ming. So, you must hold her tightly, do you understand?"

What about the rumors about her?
Zhang Du had told him before, but later, Zhang Du said nothing and just asked him to treat her well, saying that she was the noble person in his life.

Really?
Just such a pretty little woman?
What could she do?

However, as long as she is by his side, he can feel safe.

Looking into her eyes and being able to touch her little face, I even felt extremely satisfied.

Just like now, her eyes are full of her own shadow, which is enough.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm going to deal with some matters first. The Emperor and Queen should take a rest early." Sima Yong looked at the two of them, coughed a few times in embarrassment, just cupped his hands, and went out. .

As soon as they saw Sima Yong go out, the two brothers from the Yang family immediately came in and asked: "Third sister... Your Majesty, what do you want to eat? Can you cook some chicken porridge?"

"Didn't you say that you have no food and have been eating people?" Sima Zhong asked.

"What? That's Zhang Fang eating..." Yang Xianrong said this and felt very disgusted. He wrapped up his cotton robe and said, "It's a long story, but I have some food here." Yes, you can’t let outsiders see it. Your Majesty, you’ve been working hard, wait a moment and let them make some hot food.”

"Okay." Sima Zhong just likes to eat.

Yang Xiankang glanced at Cui Xi. Cui Xi turned around and took out a bag of rice and a dried chicken from the box where Yang Xianrong kept the letters. Sima Zhong was also stunned and asked repeatedly: "I have been I thought Yang Meie loved reading, so she brought so many book boxes in her carriage, but I didn’t expect that there would be..."

"Your Majesty, don't be so loud." Yang Xianrong's little hand covered Sima Zhong's mouth again.

When Sima Zhong saw her bright eyes, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Fortunately, Yang Xianrong's hand kept pressing on his mouth. Although not as strong as him, he still managed to stop him. Taking advantage of his daze, he pushed him hard, took two or three steps back, snorted angrily, and then said: "I've broken my blood jade, and I haven't paid it to you yet! "