It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 438 A seemingly ordinary day
"Then do you know what your father meant when he said these words?" Yang Xianrong was very surprised that Sima Jing could still recite it so completely after half a year. She is indeed a smart child, but she is still less than six years old. Even Sima Zhong's speaking tone can be imitated perfectly.

"I actually don't understand." Sima Jing laughed, "But I asked my father and he explained it to me."

"Tell me about it." Yang Xianrong held her in his arms. In front of him was Sima Zhong's memorial tablet. The rising green smoke moved slightly, but slowly rose again. On the top of the hall, the gold-leaf carved tablet The beams are diffused.

The beam was very wide, but the higher it went up, the darker it became, making it blurry and unclear.

"My father said that this is a story in the Book of Songs. It tells the story of a beautiful woman with a beautiful smile and beautiful eyes. She is so beautiful that it can make people lose their mind and the emperor will faint."

"Isn't this a blind explanation?" Yang Xianrong couldn't help laughing.

"Mother, you smile, it's really beautiful." Sima Jing's little hand also touched Yang Xianrong's face, gently, as if she was afraid of touching her badly. "Father said that he likes to see you smile, he really likes it."

"Yeah, I know." Yang Xian tolerated all the tears and just hugged her tightly.

On the second day, Concubine Pei came first.

She brought some hot food and asked the palace people to set up a large table.

With the aroma of food, there is also a smell of fireworks in Tianyuan Palace.

"What? There's still a fire in your palace? It's so hot." Concubine Pei seemed to be in a good mood. She took Yang Xianrong and sat together at a round table, pushing a bowl of wontons to her. "There is such a snack shop deep in the alley in front of my house. It only serves a hundred bowls of wontons every day. It is very expensive."

"Oh?" Yang Xianrong was stunned for a moment, but he just changed the container. The shape and aroma of the little wontons were clearly made by Liu Erniang.

"I didn't know it before, but then I saw a lot of people coming in and out of that alley, so I made them pay attention. I didn't expect that such delicious food was hidden. So, I asked them to buy twenty bowls every day. "I heard that this kind of flour is difficult to mass-produce, and it may not be possible to grow it in the south." Concubine Pei didn't care whether the sheep Xianrong ate it or not, so she took a big bite first. You can tell just by looking at that expression, I like it very much.

"Then just plant it here." Yang Xianrong responded casually and just took a sip of the soup.

"You, otherwise you would be so thin. If you eat more, your health will be better. As for women, you need to be in good health and look good to live comfortably." Concubine Pei motioned for her to continue eating, and she must eat in large quantities.

Yang Xianrong had no choice but to pick a small wonton and put it in his mouth.

"It seems like it smells like fish?"

"That's right. After boiling the small yellow croaker for twelve hours, the fish meat and bone spurs were all melted into the soup. Then the residue was removed, leaving only this milky white soup... How fresh." Concubine Pei I even drank all the soup, and my face turned red.

"Is there any happy event for the princess?" Yang Xianrong couldn't help but ask.

"If you eat well, you will be in a good mood." Concubine Pei didn't say anything.

"Okay then." Yang Xianrong took two more mouthfuls of soup and stopped eating.

"Don't ask anymore. All I can tell you is - it's going to be soon, very soon." Concubine Pei said seriously, "But have you thought about what will happen next? Where are you going? Are you still living in Jinyong City? ?”

"Can't we live here anymore?" Yang Xianrong was not sure of Concubine Pei's intentions for a while, so he had to ask her back.

"What if the war breaks out again?" Concubine Pei lowered her voice, "I heard that the Huns and the Huns have assembled an army of 300,000 men and captured several cities aggressively. They even raised a flag and said they were going to Luoyang. Come on." "They won't be able to fight here soon, right? I think the prince's red spear army is also very powerful."

"Maybe." Concubine Pei smiled again, "My son takes them to practice every day, and he is quite attentive. I don't know if he can win on the battlefield."

"Is it okay, Your Majesty?"

"I have to go even if I can't. If I want to be a prince, how can I do it without military merit?!" Concubine Pei's smile deepened, and she actually looked like she was watching a good show. "Okay, you're back too, so you can stay here for half a month and let's talk more."

"Okay." Yang Xianrong could only nod and agree.

The Qingming Festival will be held two days later.

Above the temple, Sima Chi, the leader, led the men of the Sima family to offer incense and kneel down. Afterwards, Empress Liang led her female relatives to burn incense and paper. The entire process followed the previous regulations, and there were no surprises.

Those women from Sima Zhong were crying for a long time, and Yang Xianrong was a little upset. Just after the whole ceremony was over, the few people who left the orchid incense continued to burn paper money and other objects, while he excused himself and returned to Tianyuan Palace because he felt unwell.

In the next few days, she asked Lan Xiang to go to the temple to burn incense on her behalf, while she stayed in Tianyuan Palace silently.

After staying for more than half a month, the battle ahead became urgent.

But no one in the court was able to fight, and the hall was so noisy that it was exhausted.

In the end, it turned out to be Sima Yue who wanted to lead the expedition and use his old bones to show his loyalty to the ancestor emperor. Naturally, Sima Chi would not object, and was even a little pleased. He immediately issued an edict, appointing Sima Yue as general, and set off on the same day.

Sima Yue left Concubine Pei and other female family members, as well as generals He Lun and Li Yun to guard the capital, and set off first with an army of 40,000. The crown prince Sima Pi serves as a backup force and is on standby at any time.

That night, Sima Jing suddenly developed a fever, her face was red and her whole body was very hot.

Yang Xianrong asked Zhang Liang to ask Qin Imperial Physician to come over and check on the situation. Unexpectedly, Qin Imperial Physician also followed Sima Yue and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Seeing Sima Jing start to twitch and talk nonsense, Yang Xianrong hugged her and cried miserably, "This is the only flesh and blood you left me. Without her, what do you want me to do? What if she has If there are two shortcomings, I won’t be able to live anymore!”

This shrill sound caused the people in Tianyuan Palace to howl and cry.

Soon, Sima Chi got the news, ran over in disheveled clothes, and shouted anxiously: "What's going on? Is there anyone in the Imperial Medical Garden who can treat the disease?"

The few imperial doctors who were left behind wanted to come over and check Sima Jing's pulse, but Yang Xianrong was hugged so tightly that they couldn't even touch her.

"Don't touch her! You just want to kill my only child! That's what you want to do!" Those who heard Yang Xianrong's cry were heartbroken.

Sima Chi paced back and forth, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a Taoist walked into the gate of Tianyuan Palace. In the dark night, he seemed to be floating, which made everyone stunned.

"Xu Henian?" Sima Chi looked at him with wide eyes, "Where is your master? Everyone is looking for you?"