It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 410 What is supposed to come will always come.
Xu Zhenren also rolled his eyes at Xu Henian, "You have been with me for so many years, you must know that such divination is very harmful to the body."

"Oh." Xu Henian quickly stepped back.

"Master Xu." Yang Xianrong stood up and knelt down Yingying, "This matter is indeed difficult, but it is also related to...at least the future of everyone in Jinyong City now. I issue this edict for you, You...please predict the fortune of the Jin Dynasty."

"Okay." Xu Zhenren was no longer vague, "Then as soon as possible."

"Okay." Yang Xianrong stretched out his hand to Xu Henian, "Do you have pen, ink, paper and inkstone? I'll write the edict first."

"Wait, I'll get it." Xu Henian moved very quickly, turned around and rushed out the door, and in an instant he came in with another pen. "No paper, just pen and ink."

Yang Xianrong grinned, took out the silk handkerchief he carried with him, spread it flat on the table and quickly wrote that Xu Zhenren could no longer carry out the orders of the late emperor Sima Yan from now on, etc., for Xu Zhenren to read.

Xu Zhenren nodded and said that it was okay to write like this.

Then, Yang Xianrong took out the Imperial Jade Seal from his purse and covered it with a sigh of relief. The movement was done in one go, and Master Xu didn't even react. When he held the silk handkerchief again, he shed tears and said, "Fifty years are finally over."

"Xu Zhenren is not only committed, but also a kind-hearted person." There was no wine in hand, Yang Xianrong just raised the tea cup towards Xu Zhenren, and drank it without thinking about himself.

"for example?"

"I carry all this with me. I think I cherish it." Yang Xianrong patted his purse. Because he disliked the hard jade stone, he casually tied it around his waist as an accessory to match those plain and simple ones. There is no difference in the tassels on the clothes. No one could have imagined that the world-famous imperial seal would be placed like this. Everyone could pass by it at close range, but they didn’t know it existed.

How many people dream of getting guidance from Master Xu. But Yang Xianrong didn't want to listen anymore, because she had to find a way to get a bowl of Sima Chi's blood, and she also had to ensure that Sima Chi was alive and willing to come to Master Xu.

Of course, Xu Zhenren, who had received the edict, asked seriously: "Is the imperial seal just placed in the purse so casually?"

Xu Zhenren also picked up his tea cup and drank it in one gulp, then wiped his tears with a silk handkerchief, "You are also a person of temperament, who values ​​love and justice. In fact, you will be happy if you are less ruthless."

"Otherwise?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"Things that everyone in the world is fighting for should be cherished, cherished and properly preserved, right?" Xu Zhenren was a little speechless as he watched Yang Xianrong put the half-palm-sized jade seal of the country back into his purse.

"Life and death are not as important as the person in front of you. Live well and gain experience in this world."

Xu Zhenren couldn't care less, because now he was no longer the protector of the Sima family, so he just looked at it, looked at it again, put the edict carefully in his arms, and went to pray for the law in a low voice.

Yang Xianrong hurriedly ran to the gate of Jinyong City in the heavy rain to see if Sima Chi had not left yet, when he happened to meet the imperial army who came to report that Sima Yue's princess was here.

Concubine Pei had already entered the urn, and Yuan Jianshuo stood beside her respectfully, "I've sent someone to tell Queen Hui, please wait a moment." "Yes." Concubine Pei's hair has already turned gray, and she is at her age. There she was, and everyone saluted her. "The Emperor stayed here yesterday?"

"Yes, he stayed with Empress Liang for one night and came to deliver the message." Yuan Jianshuo was very well-informed, but he also deliberately emphasized that Empress Liang was also there.

"Hmph, he is quite positive." How could Concubine Pei not understand? She just raised her eyebrows and continued to ask, "Is Master Xu here?"

"Here I am, saying that I want to offer incense and seek Dharma, but I haven't seen the emperor or the queen. Now, it's Empress Hui who is kneeling over there waiting for Master Xu to come out..." Yuan Jianshuo was talking, and some forbidden soldiers came over and said that they saw sheep. Xianrong hurried to the gate.

He didn't bother to talk to Concubine Pei and ran out quickly.

Yang Xianrong held an oil-paper umbrella by himself, followed by Cui Xi and Zhang Liangxue, but they were still a step too late, and Sima Chi had already gone far.

"Empress." Yuan Jianshuo ran over carrying a huge umbrella cover, "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, you can't catch the cold."

"Nothing." Yang Xianrong shook his head, "Just now did the imperial army say that Concubine Pei is here?"

"Yes, sitting in Wengcheng. His attitude is quite good."

Yang Xianrong couldn't help but sigh again. She originally wanted to stay clean in Jinyong City for a few days, but people kept coming one after another, and she couldn't stay there for a while longer. "Let's go and meet this Concubine Pei."

What is supposed to come will always come, and this Concubine Pei is also supposed to come.

Because of Yang Xianrong's status, Concubine Pei also had to kowtow to her. But Yang Xianrong supported her with both hands and said softly: "Why should Concubine Pei be so polite? There are only two of us in Jinyong City. The emperor and queen have already left, so we can talk more freely."

Concubine Pei looked at her, looking strangely beautiful without makeup. "I heard that Queen Hui is not in good health?"

"I also caught a cold, and I have been taking medicine to recover." Yang Xianrong answered according to her words, and asked Yuan Jianshuo and others to prepare a lightweight soft sedan and invited Concubine Pei to Guangmo Palace.

Finally, the two sat down face to face. Concubine Pei kicked out all the maids around her, and Yang Xianrong naturally screened herself out of the door. Although the hot tea cakes are not as good as the palace regulations, they are always better than the exquisite ones. Mao Hongmao's craftsmanship is always good.

Concubine Pei looked at the pastries on the table and praised: "I didn't expect that Xiao Mao would become much better at making pastries now that he is with you."

When he heard this title for the first time, Yang Xianrong couldn't help but laugh and picked up the hot tea. "After Mr. Mao's Mingyue Tower was closed, he had no place to go. I looked at him pitifully, so I thought I might as well give it to us." This large group of people are ready to cook. Does Concubine Pei know him?"

"Of course we know each other, but that was all back then. He was considered a handsome man at that time, and together with Princess Pingyang... Hey, it's all in the past. I even knew your grandmother." Concubine Pei narrowed her eyes and looked at Yang Xianrong, "I'm sorry to say that at this age, I am also the one to be your grandmother, so I won't beat around the bush. When do you want my princely husband to die?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Xianrong's hands shook, and all the hot tea poured into her hands, but she didn't care about the burning, her eyes widened, she pressed her lips tightly, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer.