It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 359 Princess Pingyang’s Letter to the Emperor

"Do you think you can do it?" Princess Pingyang's words lingered in Yang Xianrong's mind like a spell, unable to dissipate at all.

Two days later, she stood in Princess Pingyang's chamber and watched the palace people kneeling together. When Sima Zhong held Princess Pingyang's body and cried bitterly, these words were still lingering in her ears.

She can't leave.

Not only because she is the queen of Dajin, but also because of the people around her.

That day, Princess Pingyang took her hands and asked in a deep voice: "If you were forced to enter the palace because of the situation, what about now? If you leave, can the palace people around you still survive? If the emperor Your Majesty, you will leave as long as you leave. I will not even let the Emperor look for you again. However, the position of the Emperor is no longer there, leaving you with an empty title. If he does not have you, he may not be able to survive. Go down."

"Why?" Yang Xianrong was very surprised.

"You found He Shao Gong, but are there other He Shao Gong around him?" Princess Pingyang's hand was weak, and a piece of it would dent with the slightest touch, which looked extremely scary.

Yang Xianrong didn't dare to use force with his hands or break free. He could only look into her eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "But I just happened to do it."

"That's enough." A smile seemed to appear on Princess Pingyang's swollen cheeks, "You are still too young. If the emperor had met you earlier, the situation would not be like today."

"Why?" Yang Xianrong was puzzled.

"Because you can be by his side to help him and remind him... My brother is a bit stupid, but his nature is not bad. It's just that in this position, he can't help himself and can't mean what he says..." Princess Pingyang's sigh came from From the bottom of his heart, "My father insisted on choosing him to sit in this position. Didn't he think that he was pure and kind, and maybe he could leave a place for the people to recuperate after years of fighting. He also didn't expect that these brothers' desire for power is so real It’s too big, so what if I’m an emperor? It would be more interesting to see the mountains and rivers in the countryside. If I have a next life, I will go to the countryside and be a village woman, okay?”

Is this explaining the aftermath? Yang Xianrong was a little trembling.

"Rong'er, after I leave, you are the only one who can help the emperor. Sima Yong doesn't dare to do anything to the emperor, at least because of his relationship with me. He Shaogong can be dealt with as you please, and he and I can't do anything. It's a friendship about poetry and painting. On the contrary, Mao Hongmao..." Princess Pingyang turned to look at Mao Hongmao, who had been kneeling behind her with his head down and said nothing, and sighed again, "Let him follow you, Embroidered Clothes Messenger. Although there are not many people left, they are still useful.”

"...Elder Sister." Yang Xianrong's voice became hoarse.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid, Rong'er. Even if you don't have the royal family to support you, don't be afraid." Princess Pingyang laughed again, "By the way, let me tell you quietly, I have already put those gorgeous All the gold threads on the dress have been removed... Even if it is a rainy day, if one day you want to escape back to Luoyang or if you can really escape, you can sell the gold threads with you if necessary. It’s much more low-key than those jingling gold pancakes, and it’s not easy to be snatched away.”

"Sister Da Huang..." Yang Xianrong almost cried.

"Look, this little appearance is really pitiful." Princess Pingyang touched her cheek and pushed her away, "It's okay, just live happily every day. Who said it in the first place? I’m here to practice. I’m done with the experience, but you haven’t yet... Hey, look at it more, eat more, and be more happy."

"How about staying with me for a while longer? I'm afraid too." Yang Xianrong finally spoke again, but it was obvious that he was crying. Mao Hongmao's eyes were red and he raised his head to look at Princess Pingyang.

"No, I'm very tired too." Princess Pingyang shook her head and looked at Mao Hongmao, "Actually, I may owe you more in this life. In the next life, you go to the mountain village to find me, and we will be a silly couple. How are you, husband and wife?”

"Okay!" Mao Hongmao ignored Yang Xianrong's surprised gaze and stood up and hugged Princess Pingyang.

"Look, I was discovered after all." Princess Pingyang laughed again.

"So what's the matter? It's enough for me to accompany you in this life." Mao Hongmao said angrily.

Yang Xianrong felt a little embarrassed and didn't know whether he should look at them or turn his head to avoid such a scene. These two people are really not young. Mao Hongmao is still Mao Hongbin's eldest brother. At first, she thought that this man was just a lazy shopkeeper of Mingyue Tower. But now she looks at it and sees that he is the best among people, but he is very hidden.

"Okay, you can talk to Rong'er carefully about your affairs later. Anyway, I don't want to hear it anymore." Princess Pingyang's narrow and swollen eyes also had a little starlight, "I just want to tell you, I will die when I die." From the imperial mausoleum, you can’t follow me in, so you just have to live a good life, and we will be buried together in the next life, holding each other..."

Meng Lang's words were so loud that Yang Xianrong's tears were frightened away and he stared at her blankly.

Mao Hongmao nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, I won't let you die. I still have a lot of delicious food that I haven't eaten, and a lot of dishes that I want to cook that I haven't cooked. When I finish them all, I can't eat anymore. Queen Your Majesty doesn’t want me anymore, it won’t be too late for me to die.”

"That's pretty much it." Princess Pingyang's expression became obviously much more relaxed. She pushed away Mao Hongmao's embrace and said to Yang Xianrong, "It's like borrowing your place to let me talk to him. You also know that where I am It’s always inconvenient to have a lot of informers. Well, for this, I’ll give you one more thing. If Sima Yue really comes and wants your life, you can use it in exchange.”

As she spoke, Princess Pingyang took out a piece of yellow silk from her arms, with many small characters densely written on it. It didn't look extraordinary. "This is the "Emperor's Book", a fragment left by the First Emperor. It is said that it also records the secret of the First Emperor's mausoleum. Sima Yue has always wanted to get it, and even promised that anyone who helps him find it will give him a big wish. to fulfill."

"This is hard to believe, right?" Yang Xianrong pursed his lips.

"When you need to use it to exchange your life, you have to believe it even if you don't believe it, right?" Princess Pingyang stuffed the piece of yellow silk into Yang Xianrong's hand, "Although I also hate Sima Yue, but if there is such a thing, One day, I hope I can save your life.”

"There is no point in saving your life..."

"Why do you say this at such a young age? Life is so interesting, there are so many stories to read, and you can eat and drink and be happy... I also want to live and be with you." Princess Pingyang was sweating more and more on her forehead, her expression It's also much worse.

Mao Hongmao stretched out his hand to wipe away the sweat, and still smiled softly, "Go back, I will accompany you."