It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 366: Strange and undercurrent emerges

"It is indeed a blessing for the Jin Dynasty that the emperor and the queen are so sensible." Sima Yue did not expect that these two people would agree so happily. He glanced at Zhou Mu next to him and said, "Is the imperial edict ready? Give it to the emperor and upload it. The big seal of the national jade seal."

Zhou Mu is Sima Yue's confidant and adviser. Although he is not wearing red armor today, he is still wearing a red official robe and looks very energetic. He raised his neck and took out a piece of bright yellow silk from his arms, with an imperial edict already written on it.

Yang Xianrong took it and saw that it was written in front of him that he would reward Sima Yue for being the Taifu's official secretary, and also reward him with two fiefs in Yunyang and Huixian, Henan.

"Your Majesty has done so many things, do you only need these rewards?"

"It's okay." Sima Yue didn't know what Yang Xianrong meant, so he just said it casually.

Yang Xianrong pointed to the fiefdom and said, "I'll give it to you here in Chang'an. Anyway, Sima Yong has left, so you can just take it over."

"This..." Sima Yue was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Yang Xianrong would be so generous, and he didn't expect that she would ignore Sima Zhong and say it directly.

"I'll have to trouble you later, Your Majesty, to send us to Jinyong City. It's just an extra city and a little more hard work. It's worth it, Your Majesty." Yang Xianrong stopped reading the content behind the imperial edict and folded it directly, " The Imperial Seal is not with me, it has been kept by the Emperor. However, it is not the time to pass on the throne yet, so it is against the rules to cover it with the Imperial Seal. It is better to put the Emperor's seal on it first and return later. It’s better to use the imperial seal in Jinyong City. Your Majesty, do you think this is the case?”

Yang Xianrong smiled brightly and reached out to touch her little face. The half of her face that had been hit by Ji Feiyan was already better, but her gentle caressing of her cheek made Sima want to go over and see what was going on.

Sima Zhong looked at Yang Xianrong without saying a word.

Sima Jing at his feet suddenly twisted her body, looking very uncomfortable.

Cuixi had already helped Lan Xiang treat the wound, took some cool plaster and stood next to Yang Xianrong, thinking about applying some medicine to her. But seeing Sima Jing's coquettish look, she asked softly: "What's wrong with the little princess?"

Sima Jing's little face turned red and she became even more embarrassed.

"Jing'er." Yang Xianrong knelt down and touched Sima Jing's forehead, but then he laughed again and said to Sima Yue: "Your Highness, you have to step aside, Jing'er has a bad smell. "

In the main hall, which was originally tense and weird, these grown men were a little embarrassed because of Yang Xianrong's words. Sima Jing became even more embarrassed and said angrily: "Queen Mother!"

"Nothing's wrong, can you let the queen take a look?" Yang Xianrong held Sima Jing in his arms, stretched out his hands to touch her back and buttocks, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "You are so young, You are really just like your father."

Cui Xi also squatted aside, "Queen, please take the little princess to the back and clean her up."

"Hey, you have to ask the prince about this matter." Yang Xianrong flattened his mouth, "Anyway, he doesn't mind the smell, so let Jing'er stay here..."

"Change, get it out of here quickly." Sima Yue vaguely smelled it and immediately waved his hand.

Cuixi hugged Sima Jing and walked a few steps to the last room of the dormitory. At the same time, Lan Xiang also staggered over.

"Your Majesty, where is Mr. Zhang? The jade seal should be hidden in his hand." Yang Xianrong did not look at Sima Jing and the others, he just raised his head and asked Sima Yue.

"Where are the people?" Sima Yue turned to Zhuge Mei again and asked. Zhuge Mei shook her head, nodded again, turned around, opened the door of the dormitory, and asked a "slave" guarding outside, "Where is Zhang Du? Kill him?"

"No, I broke my leg." The "maid" replied immediately.

"Bring it here!" Zhuge Mei was very imposing. The "maid" quickly said "yes" and left with a few people.

"Besides these, what else is there?" Yang Xianrong stood up, but still held Sima Zhong's hand.

"No more." Sima Yue suddenly felt that he had been planning for a long time, but it was all useless at this moment, and he felt a little empty in his heart. He looked at Sima Zhong, but Sima Zhong didn't look at him. He just looked at Yang Xianrong in a daze. That stupid look is indeed very disgusting. How could the late emperor allow such a person to ascend the throne and become emperor?
But the woman beside him is also beautiful in the world.

So, should I become the emperor directly?

My mind was a little confused, and when I looked at Xiang Yang Xianrong, my mentality changed again.

However, Yang Xianrong didn't give him any good looks and said directly: "This matter has been discussed. Can the people from Juyuan Palace be returned to me? My brother from the Yang family has not offended the prince, so he can be released. Bar?"

"The palace servants and maids are fine, but those... men should be imprisoned for the time being." Sima Yue disagreed. He knew how powerful the Yang brothers were and couldn't let them come back.

"Okay, then you can take care of the food." Yang Xianrong didn't hesitate, "It's nothing, just wait for Zhang Duo to come over and ask the emperor to use the seal. I want to see Jing'er."

"Okay." Sima Yue nodded.

It's useless to say more, not to mention facing these usurpers, Yang Xianrong no longer wants to say anything. After going back and forth so many times, anyone would feel extremely tired.

However, when she turned to the back, she still glanced at Ji Feiyan who was standing guard by the door. She suddenly thought that if Zhao Ran was an undercover agent in the Forbidden Army, what would the situation be like?
Isn't he from Sima Ying?
Ji Feiyan was Sima Yue's "forward chess player" and opened the door to the Chang'an Forbidden Army. She seems to hate Sima Ying extremely, so what is the connection between her and Zhao Ran?
The relationship becomes extremely complicated, but there's got to be something in it.

If you can’t figure it out for a while, just let it go for a while.

Cuixi helped Sima Jing change into new clothes, but Lan Xiang was still in poor condition and a little depressed.

"If you don't have a high fever tonight, you can get through it." At this time, Cui Xi didn't care about her dignity. She just pulled Yang Xianrong to the bedside and sat down, looking at her face carefully. "Is this Ji Feiyan crazy? He is so cruel."

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yang Xianrong closed his eyes, "Maybe, is there any plaster that can make it red and swollen?"

"What? Girl, they all reduce swelling..." Cuixi had already taken out a small bottle of cooling ointment for reducing swelling, her hand stopped in mid-air. "I don't understand, this slave. At this time, are you still smiling at a villain like Sima Yue?"

"Are you crying?" Yang Xianrong asked her, "If the Jin Dynasty is reduced to asking me to make the decision, it will really be dead. Then what is the use of me crying?"

"This……"

The small porcelain vase in Cuixi's hand was put back into her arms by Yang Xianrong. There were still blood stains of Lan Xiang on her hands and sleeves, which made the scene of palace fighting and killing just now not a dream. Yang Xianrong gently touched the blood stains on her skirt again, and whispered: "Cui Xi, protect Lan Xiang and Jing'er and go as far as you can. Don't go to Jinyong City, don't follow me. ”