It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 365: Another Emperor’s Brother Appears

Chang'an City, Juyuan Palace.

This was the palace of the previous dynasty, but it had long been dilapidated.

Even the Emperor Sima Zhong of the Jin Dynasty used this as his palace, but it was not repaired because of the short time. The oil paint on the lintels and beams has peeled off. Even if the door is closed, the sharp spring breeze still comes in through the wide gaps, making the hall extremely cold.

The fire in the cage has been extinguished, but the remaining smell of the fireworks has the sweet fragrance of osmanthus. In the cold air, people can't help but look at the tall and straight woman in front of them. She pulled Sima Zhong to sit down, gently comforted him not to be afraid, and wiped the snot and tears from his face with her sleeves.

"Where is Mr. Zhang?" Yang Xianrong asked. At this moment, Zhang Du was not by Sima Zhong's side. There were only two possibilities, one was to be killed, the other was to be captured.

"I don't know. I was sleeping, and those two men and women broke in and pulled me out." Sima Zhong was obviously very frightened, and held Yang Xianrong's hand and refused. open.

"Your Majesty, can I ask Cui Xi to come over and show you the wound on your neck? Does it hurt?" Yang Xianrong spoke in a gentle and patient tone as if he were treating Sima Jing. At this time, Sima Jing was also pulling on her dress and refused to let go, with tears all over her face.

"Oh." Sima Zhong also saw his little daughter, so he had to straighten up his fat body, pull Sima Jing, and said calmly: "Jing'er, don't be afraid, your father is here."

Sima Jing obviously didn't believe him either, and still held on to Yang Xianrong's dress tightly. Yang Xianrong had no choice but to lean down and say to her: "Jing'er, please be good. Your mother's dress is almost torn by you. Can you just sit at my father's feet? Your Excellency wants to speak."

Sima Jing was short in stature and didn't understand what was happening for a moment. She was just very scared. She looked at Lanxiang again and found that she was sitting on the ground with a pale face, and Cuixi was pouring some powder on her wound.

Seeing Sima Jing looking at her, Lan Xiang endured the pain and said to her in a dumb voice, "Don't be afraid, little princess. I'll come over as soon as the slave has taken the medicine."

Sima Jing nodded and finally sat at Sima Zhong's feet. The little person had a solemn look on her face that didn't belong to her.

Yang Xianrong wanted to take a closer look at Sima Zhong's wound, but Sima Zhong grabbed her hand, and his big hand touched her face gently, "Who hit this?"

Ji Feiyan's palm was really full of strength, and it also caught Yang Xianrong off guard. So I really received a slap, and my cheeks were very red and swollen.

"Broken?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"That's not true, it's just a little red and swollen." Sima Zhong looked at it carefully, "Sheep Meie's skin is fair, so it's a little conspicuous... but it actually looks like she's applied a little more rouge. In fact... it's pretty."

"Hey, isn't that just a monkey's butt?" At this time, Yang Xianrong actually laughed. Sima Yue and Ji Feiyan were stunned again. They didn't understand that in such a disadvantaged state, she actually laughed. Still in the mood to joke.

Sima Zhong was amused by Yang Xianrong's statement, and his fear was reduced a lot.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what do you want?" Sima Yue couldn't see the deep affection between the emperor and the empress, so he sat aside and knocked on the table. The counselor Zhou Mu and his brother-in-law Zhuge Mei beside him also ducked into Juyuan Palace and stood beside him.

"Isn't it the prince who wants to tell you what to do?" Yang Xianrong held Sima Zhong's hand. In the huge Jin Dynasty, there are only two of them now.

When Sima Yue saw such a situation, he actually felt a little guilty in his heart. He had been taught "loyalty, filial piety, etiquette, and the way of kings and ministers" throughout his life. He must have been somewhat uneasy about his attempt to usurp the throne.

Zhuge Mei, who was on the side, had a displeased look on her face. Looking at Yang Xianrong's beautiful face, she snorted coldly: "It's come to this moment, and you still want to negotiate terms?"

Yang Xianrong didn't know this person, but seeing that this person was over forty years old and had a rough face, he must be a pampered person, so he immediately felt disgusted in his heart, deliberately ignored him, and still only paid attention to Sima Yue. Said: "Your Majesty can propose a plan and let me and the Emperor decide."

The tone was calm and the timbre was gentle. Even though Sima Yue was vaguely aware that he was at a disadvantage in terms of words, he was still willing to continue talking to Yang Xianrong, and his voice became much gentler. Ji Feiyan on the side had already wrinkled her face. Since Sima Yue was in front of her and it was hard to get angry, she had no choice but to move back angrily.

"Naturally, the emperor is invited to return to the Luoyang Palace and take charge of various affairs of the Jin Dynasty." Sima Yue showed a hypocritical smile on his face.

"Then what?" Yang Xianrong also had a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty will soon reach the age where you know your destiny. Why don't you abdicate." Sima Yue laughed again, "Of course, I will still be the prince. The queen can rest assured that the emperor can move to Jinyong City and become the supreme emperor, and everything will be eaten. Wearability is the same as before.”

"Who do you want to be the emperor?" Sima Zhong suddenly spoke.

"The Emperor's twenty-fifth brother Sima Chi." Sima Yue suddenly mentioned this person's name. Yang Xianrong was stunned for a moment, constantly searching for clues about him in his mind. However, she didn't know much about these people from the Sima Royal Family, and she had rarely even heard of this person's name.

But Sima Zhong laughed and said: "It turns out he is the twenty-fifth brother, the youngest son of the father."

Yang Xianrong turned to look at him, "Have you seen my concubine?"

"Well, there shouldn't be. I've only met him a few times. The last time was before the day you entered the palace. He said he was going to study in his father's imperial mausoleum, so he came to say goodbye to me. Manager Zhang was quite unhappy. , scolded him. Haha, I didn’t expect that the twenty-fifth brother would sit in this position..."

"Where is he now?" Yang Xianrong couldn't help but ask, "In Chang'an or Luoyang?"

"In Jinyong City, Luoyang." Sima Yue replied, "The emperor can first issue a decree to make him the emperor's brother and announce it to the world, and then let him move into the Luoyang Palace."

"The twenty-fifth brother is actually a bookworm. He likes to read and delve into historical books. He has a lot of books. He should be the same age as Yang Meie... You should meet him." Sima Zhong ignored Sima Yue's words. Rhetoric, still minding his own business and talking to Yang Xianrong.

"Then why bother? My concubine can live with the emperor in Jinyong City. Anyway, I have lived there several times. I haven't thrown away many things, which is also convenient." Yang Xianrong squeezed Sima Zhong's big fat hand, "You Ah, it’s the Emperor again.”

"That's true." Sima Zhong also laughed, without any fear or sadness.