It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 363 The struggle for power has no respect or inferiority

The slap was so loud that Yang Xianrong felt a little dizzy, not to mention that she had never been humiliated like this since she was a child. She was stunned for a while, looking at Ji Feiyan with wide eyes.

Cui Xi, who was guarding the door, couldn't help but kicked open the door of the dormitory and rushed in. At the same time, Ji Feiyan's "maid" also came in at the same time. The two parties didn't even say a word, but directly moved their hands.

There are many people on Yang Xianrong's side, and it's more than enough to deal with these two "handmaids".

The two brothers from the Yang family who heard the commotion also rushed over, planning to fight with them.

However, no one expected at this time that Sima Zhong would be walked into Juyuan Palace by two other "handmaids" with daggers on their necks.

"Yang Mie, save me!" Sima Zhong shouted, but at the same time he also saw that half of Yang Xianrong's face was red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and he immediately went crazy again, "What's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

Before Yang Xianrong had time to answer him, there was another commotion outside, and there were screams, and it was extremely chaotic.

The gate of Juyuan Palace has been opened, and those standing outside are all Sima Yue's soldiers in red armor, and those who fell to the ground are all the loyal imperial guards protecting the emperor and empress of the Jin Dynasty. Seeing that their condition was extremely tragic, their bodies were covered in red blood, and they were obviously attacked by a sneak attack.

Yang Xianrong covered half of his face and was still in a daze. Ji Feiyan laughed and rushed out towards the palace entrance, "Oh, my lord, you came so fast!"

In an instant, what appeared at the entrance of Ju Yuan Palace was Sima Yue's fat body and big, greasy face. He smiled even more happily and started rubbing Ji Feiyan's body in his arms. Everyone was astonished but couldn't help but look away. Don't look at anything inappropriate.

"My beautiful Feiyan has made great achievements this time and must be rewarded!"

"It's not all the prince's plan. He is really wise and mighty." Ji Feiyan looked like a little bird, and her arrogance was completely gone. Her face was a little red, but she still clung to Sima Yue's side.

"Okay, I will take good care of you later!" Sima Yue was in a very good mood, pushed Ji Feiyan away, and strode towards the crazy Sima Zhong.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Yang Xianrong still saw that Zhao Ran was following behind Sima Yue.

Sima Yue's men moved very quickly, filed in, and controlled everyone, especially the Yang family brothers who knew martial arts and Cui Xiluzhu, they were all tied up and put to the ground.

"Sima Yue! What are you doing?" Yang Xiankang roared. He struggled desperately and wanted to jump up. But the more he struggles, the more people come to control him. It was frightening to see the soldiers in red armor who could not stop pouring into Juyuan Palace.

"Sima Yue, what are you doing?" Sima Zhong was also yelling, but he had already been restrained by the two "maids" and had no way to break free, "I am the emperor! How can you treat me like this? "

"So what?" Sima Yue is much older than Sima Zhong, but his spirit is obviously better than him, and his momentum is also very strong. Especially his red armor, he looks like a winner. , "Sima Zhong, you have been in this position for too long, it's time to step down."

"You are so presumptuous! I am the emperor! Do you know what it means to be the emperor!" Sima Zhong's face was red and he was still struggling as hard as he could. The "maid" struggled to suppress him. The soldier in red armor came over and took the rope. "You dare?!" Even when he was captured by Shi Chao, he was never tied up. But this time, Sima Yue actually wanted to tie up the emperor of the Jin Dynasty. This humiliation was unprecedented in history. Even if Sima Zhong is a fool, he knows that he cannot suffer such a thing. He struggled harder, not even afraid that the "handmaid's" dagger had already cut his neck and blood flowed out.

Yang Xianrong also panicked and shouted: "Your Majesty, don't move!"

As she spoke, she walked quickly towards him. However, a group of palace people and Yang family brothers called her again: "Third sister, don't go there!"

"Queen, don't go there!"

"Girl, let me help you!"

It was Lan Xiang who said this. She was holding Sima Jing and rushed out when she heard something was wrong outside. Seeing this scene, she immediately put Sima Jing down and locked her in the dormitory. She quickly rushed to Sima Zhong and started fighting with the two "maids".

Lan Xiang's martial arts was not weak, but the opponent was two men, and there were constant reinforcements of soldiers. She was quickly beaten to the ground, and she was stabbed on the shoulder with a sword, causing blood to flow.

"Lan Xiang!" Yang Xianrong ran over regardless, knelt on the ground and hugged Lan Xiang.

The red-clothed soldiers stopped when they saw this scene. After all, this was the queen of the Jin Dynasty.

However, they did not let Sima Zhong go. They turned around and tied him up tightly. Because they disliked him for shouting too fiercely, they pulled a rag and blocked his mouth. Sima Zhong was still struggling and whining, but what was the use?
Yang Xianrong hugged Lan Xiang and covered the bleeding wound on her shoulder with his hands. "Nothing will happen to you. Just hold on."

"Girl, don't be afraid, I'm fine." Lan Xiang's face was pale, but she was still comforting Yang Xianrong.

The incident happened so suddenly that Yang Xianrong didn't know what to do, so he had to take off his coat to cover Lan Xiang, and then tried to wrap a sleeve around the wound on her shoulder to at least stop the blood flow. It will be so turbulent.

"I didn't expect this little queen to be quite affectionate and kind." Sima Yue walked up to Yang Xianrong with a smile, looking down at her with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Sima Yue, what do you want? The throne? Give it to you, give it all to you!" Yang Xianrong pressed Lan Xiang's wound hard and looked up at Sima Yue, "Don't hurt anyone!"

"Hey, it's not what I want to do. It's not like these people don't know how to appreciate others. Let's discuss it carefully." Sima Yue laughed again, lowered his head, and even smelled the hair on Yang Xianrong's thin dress. Taste, "It's delicious and delicious. It's such a fun little queen."

"Presumptuous!" Yang Xianrong had never been treated so frivolously before. He was still an old and lustful old man. He became angry for a moment and raised his hand to slap him. But her current posture couldn't allow her to have such strength. Instead, Sima Yue grabbed her arm and rubbed her little hand, making her laugh even more crazily.

"Everyone says that Yang Xianrong is a phoenix born in a thousand years. No matter who marries you, he can be the emperor. Look, Sima Zhong, a fool, stayed in this position for another seven or eight years because of you. It should be almost the same today!”