It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 374 Sharing the same bed and talking about the past
Sima Zhong refused to return to his Xianyang Palace and held Yang Xianrong's hand and refused to let go.

Yang Xianrong took him to the bedroom, lay down on his bed with him, and closed his eyes.

Sima Zhong stared at the patterns on the bed curtains with wide eyes, unable to sleep at all.

Cuixi and Lanxiang knelt at the foot of the bed and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Lianghoe and Luzhu knelt a little further away, but they didn't dare to go far.

Zhang Du asked two young eunuchs to support him and stand at the door of the palace without saying a word.

After about a stick of incense, Yang Xianrong opened his eyes and said: "You all go down, the emperor and I are going to sleep."

Cuixi and Lanxiang still didn't dare to move, and still knelt at their feet.

"Everyone, go out, hang up the curtains, and blow out the candlelight." There was no emotion in Yang Xianrong's voice.

Cuixi and Lanxiang paused again, then stood up gently. After completing her instructions, they and Zhang Liang hoeed the green bamboo and retreated to the door. Zhang Du didn't say anything outside and glanced at the closed door. There was a dark red corner of the bed curtain inside.

There was silence again among the curtains.

Sima Zhong couldn't sleep and listened carefully to the breathing of Yang Xianrong lying next to him.

She was very thin, lying next to her as if there was no one around. Her body took up most of the bed, but she only had a small space inside. So, would she feel lonely when she slept alone in such a big bed?
"Yang Mie, are you asleep?" Sima Zhong called her softly.

Yang Xianrong didn't say a word, and even his breathing was so shallow that he couldn't hear it.

Sima Zhong turned his head to look at her and found that she was still lying on her back with a very natural expression. The little green shirt covered him with a thin quilt, and the slight rise and fall of her chest proved that she was indeed alive.

"Yang bleat." Sima Zhong called her again.

Yang Xianrong still ignored him.

"Yang bleat." Sima Zhong had no choice but to call her again, "You should answer and let's talk."

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong finally responded.

Sima Zhong laughed, looked sideways at her pretty nose and said with a smile, "That's right. Anyway, I can't sleep, so let's just chat. Do you know, a long time ago, I couldn't sleep?" At that time, my mother-in-law would just lie down and chat with me. I could say whatever I wanted, even if it meant that my father was very annoying."

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong still just responded to him.

"I know that you are very good to Brother Ying, and Brother Ying is also very good to you." Sima Zhong said to himself, "After Brother Ying died, I was also very sad. But I didn't expect that Brother Ying has caused so much trouble, so that Concubine Le is really a bad person. You asked Zhao Ran to kill her, right? "

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong responded.

"Very good. If you do the right thing, you will kill this kind of woman. I am the one who will kill you. I can't dirty your hands."

"Ah."

"Now... I mean, we are going to Jinyong City? It's actually quite good. We don't have to go to court or see the faces of those old people. It's really annoying. I have done enough to be the emperor. Now, let’s play and talk together every day, okay?”

"Ah."

"You promised, don't go back on it."

"Ah."

"Well, that's great." Sima Zhong reached out and touched Yang Xianrong's face. She had no reaction, but her eyelashes moved slightly. "I am here, always by your side."

Being by my side all the time should be the best love words.

Yang Xianrong opened his eyes and looked at Sima Zhong, "What if I die?" "Why? How could you die?" Sima Zhong's eyes widened, "Who wants to kill you? I'll let him die first!"

"Just, if." Yang Xianrong closed his eyes again.

"It's okay, you won't die, I won't let you die." Sima Zhong said in a somewhat urgent tone, "Yang Bieme, don't be afraid. Anyway, that's it for now. Let's go to Jinyong City and ignore those people. Mr. Zhang’s leg will heal soon, and everything will be fine. If you don’t like my beauties, then don’t let them go to Jinyong City..."

"Go if you want, they probably have no place to go." Yang Xianrong remembered that he had asked them to leave three times, but they couldn't. "Bring, together, lively."

"You can do it if you like them." Sima Zhong laughed, "If you don't like them, just kill them."

"No, keep it."

"But why do I feel so disgusted when I look at Ji Feiyan?"

"I hate her too."

"Then why did you smile at her just now and ask me to stamp her with the imperial seal?" Sima Zhong was puzzled, "She hit you! You have to hit her back!"

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong's voice became heavier.

"Then what to do? I'll help you."

"No need." Yang Xianrong finally sighed, "This matter should be more difficult."

"Don't be afraid, you are a smart sheep." Sima Zhong smiled and touched her face again, "Okay, okay, go to sleep."

"Yeah." Yang Xianrong still had his eyes closed.

In the darkness, you could soon hear Sima Zhong's breathing gradually becoming steady, and then snoring appeared intermittently. But she opened her eyes and looked at the faint golden thread pattern on the curtain. This is the Imperial Palace of the Jin Dynasty and the bed of Queen Tianyuan Palace. It was carefully crafted by hundreds of craftsmen. I hope that the Royal Family of the Jin Dynasty will last forever.

But, is it possible?

At this moment, Yang Xianrong was already tired of the future, and she didn't even know how to continue.

It was past noon on the second day and Ji Feiyan hadn't come yet, but Sima Yue came to Xianyang Palace first. I heard that Sima Zhong stayed at Tianyuan Palace last night, so I squeezed in through the big hole in the palace wall.

Sima Zhong was looking at the fragment of the white jade ring finger that Zhang Heng had put down last night, turning it over and over. When he saw Sima Yue walking in, he asked nonchalantly: "What are you doing here? Do you want to stamp it?"

"The emperor knows that Sima Ying is dead?" Sima Yue asked.

"understood."

"Then issue an edict as soon as possible and make Sima Chi the emperor's younger brother."

"Aren't you going to be the emperor?" Sima Zhong looked up at him.

"I'm so old, who am I to be the emperor?" Sima Yue suddenly laughed, "You are the orthodox emperor of the Jin Dynasty."

"Oh. But your Ji Feiyan wants to be the queen." Sima Zhong rolled his eyes, "She also wants my queen to issue an order."

"Hey, those jealousies between women don't count." Sima Yue smiled unnaturally, "You will always be the emperor."

"Oh." Sima Zhongzhong selected the largest fragment of the white jade finger. "This piece of white jade is of good quality. If you polish it, you can make a pendant for the sheep to wear. It must be very beautiful."

"The deep love between emperors and empresses is truly enviable." When Sima Yue said this, he had a look of disgust and disgust on his face. Sima Zhong just pretended not to see it, took the imperial edict in Sima Yue's hand and stamped it with the imperial seal. , took it out again.

Sima Yue didn't see what the Chuan Guo Jade Seal looked like, but the imperial edict was indeed the seal of the Chuan Guo Jade Seal. He nodded, turned around and left.