It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 532: Give Me the Imperial Seal

Following the sound, a young woman in monk robes actually walked out from behind the monks. Her fair face even had a faint jade-like glow, which was extremely dazzling among the gray crowd.

There were also several monks following behind her, all of whom seemed to know some martial arts. However, there was also a Taoist among them who looked very strange.

However, Liu Yao didn't care about being surprised. He immediately jumped up from the cushion and ran over, intending to hug the woman.

But the monks disagreed and immediately stood in front of her, as if saying, "If you dare to come over, we will fight you to the death."

"Third sister!" Liu Yao shouted.

The monks of Lingshan Temple also stopped chanting and looked at them.

After Yang Xianrong glanced at Liu Yao, she looked at Liu Cong and asked, "She stole all my things and gave them to you, so what? Do you think you will be the emperor after you get the imperial seal?"

Liu Cong didn't seem to notice anything wrong with this sentence, he just stared at Yang Xianrong's face in a daze. The two sisters looked very similar, but Yang Xianlian obviously didn't have the breathtaking beauty of Yang Xianrong. She looked like a rag doll, and her eyes were very focused when she looked at him, without any distractions.

Therefore, even if Yang Xianlian grew up to be more and more like Yang Xianrong, she was not her after all, and would never become her. If I married her, I would just put her in the harem and let people serve her well... How could I let her suffer the slightest injustice?
There was confusion in Liu Cong's eyes and he did not answer Yang Xianrong's question.

At this time, Liu Yao became anxious again and shouted, "Third sister, are you looking for the imperial seal? Congdi...oh, His Majesty doesn't have it...he is..."

Liu Yao suddenly didn't know how to explain that Liu Cong became emperor after killing his brother and clan generals, and that he reached his current position by stepping on the corpses of others.

"Is it the Imperial Seal? It's here with me." Liu Cong took out something wrapped in bright yellow silk from his arms, "I thought I'd put it in the box as well."

"You don't want it?" Yang Xianrong asked again.

"It's just a piece of stone. What's the point of having it?" Liu Cong suddenly laughed. "With this broken thing, you can become the emperor? Without an army and without seeing blood, how can you sit on this position? What a joke. Fifth sister is a fool. She thinks I can become the emperor with this. She is really stupid."

Seeing Liu Cong say this, Yang Xianrong did not move forward, but just looked at him, "This is my stuff, give it back to me."

"Okay." Liu Cong shook open the silk and revealed the imperial seal. It was indeed the square seal that Sima Zhong had left for Yang Xianrong.

Liu Cong casually threw it to the ground. After it hit the bluestone floor with a "ding-dong" sound, the imperial seal was found to have a small piece missing.

Everyone was stunned and stared at this sudden change.

A burly monk who was standing in front of Yang Xianrong bent down and picked it up, and also picked up the small piece of broken object, then turned around and handed it to Yang Xianrong.

At this time, Yang Xianrong's hands were shaking a little. After all, this was a symbol of imperial power, given to him by Sima Zhong.

But at this moment, the backyard of Lingshan Temple suddenly caught fire. There were chaotic footsteps and many people running, shouting, "It's on fire! It's terrible! The Buddha is angry!"

What's going on?
After a commotion, some people walked into the hall.

Liu Cong's guards tried to stop them, but it was obvious that a group of guards in red were approaching step by step.

"Why is Queen Hui here?" Sima Chi, who was standing at the door, smiled happily, "It seems that the epidemic has been cured? But why did she become a monk? It's not appropriate." After not seeing each other for a few days, Sima Chi looked more like an emperor and became very calm. He walked forward with square steps, and there were indeed many guards around him. They wrestled with Liu Cong's men, and no one was willing to give in.

"Did you bring it?" Liu Cong asked Yang Xianrong.

"Do you think I look like someone who is in cahoots with him?" Yang Xianrong gave him a sidelong glance.

"That's true." Liu Cong nodded, "Let him in. Those in red clothes shouldn't come in. They are chanting the mantra for the dead. It's not appropriate for you to come in. You will be haunted by evil spirits."

The story of ghosts is the easiest to fool people. The red-clothed guards originally wanted to follow in, but when they heard this, they all stopped and stood outside the hall.

Now, only Yang Xianrong and the monks were standing on one side, and then the three men Liu Cong, Liu Yao and Sima Chi were standing opposite each other.

"Queen Hui, give me the imperial seal." Sima Chi spoke first.

Yang Xianrong ignored him and still held on to the imperial seal tightly.

Sima Chi wanted to step forward, and Liu Yao wanted to stop him, but the monk in front of Yang Xianrong was faster and started to push him.

Sima Chi naturally did not want to suffer any loss, so he stepped back. Then he stared at the monk with wide eyes and asked, "Are you Zhang Heng?"

"Yes." The monk answered very straightforwardly.

"You..." Sima Chi wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Zhang Heng snorted. "After I left the late emperor and empress, I was planning to go home and farm. Who knew you guys would start fighting again, and the fighting got worse and worse. I couldn't even farm, so I had to become a monk and still have a meal. As a result, you all came here again... I almost couldn't even eat, so I decided to just stay with the empress."

"Cough cough." Yang Xianrong coughed twice.

Zhang Heng quickly changed his words, "Girl, girl."

"You left the imperial guard post without permission and deserted your duty. You should be executed." Sima Chi said in an imperial tone.

"I agreed." Yang Xianrong said, "My words should count, right?"

"Oh." Sima Chi frowned, and it was obvious that he was very unhappy. "I will punish you separately for Queen Hui's leaving the palace without permission."

"What? Luoyang couldn't be defended, but you still escaped?" Liu Cong laughed. "Don't pretend in front of me. I was just delayed for a few days because I had to perform a ritual. I will soon enter Luoyang!"

"You dare!" Sima Chi was angry.

"Why should I be afraid of this? What if I kill you now? Wouldn't that make things easier?" Liu Cong's red eyes revealed a fierce light, "You guys really like to join in the fun. You know today is the day to build a cenotaph, but you all come to mess with me, right?"

"Cong... Your Majesty, calm down." Liu Yao said in a low voice, while moving towards Yang Xianrong, "It's just a coincidence."

"What a coincidence?" Liu Cong laughed, "You all came here for the Imperial Seal, right?"