It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 541: Constantly Testing and Pulling

Under the current situation, the Yang brothers and sisters could not talk any more. But Yang Xianyong clearly felt that his third sister had changed a lot from before, and even her spirit and energy were different. She still looked extremely beautiful and young, but her eyes always flashed with another kind of light that he had never seen before.

So, what is she thinking? What is she going to do?
As the eldest brother, he has always been adhering to his father's philosophy of being upright and honest, so he is also the most upright person in the family, sometimes even too loyal. The second brother Yang Xiankang always laughs at him for being stubborn, so he is willing to follow his third sister, not having to think about things himself, just listen to her decisions.

At this moment, Yang Xianyong also found that even if he thought a lot, there was no way, and he couldn't even save his own life. Because this was not the world of Dajin, but the world of the victor.

Who will be the winner in the end?
In fact, he didn't understand it either.

Now it seems that Liu Cong has captured Luoyang, but there are many other forces also heading towards Luoyang, and even Sima Rui in the south has sent 100,000 troops to guard the riverside, so what should he do? What can he do?
After barely getting through a day, Liu Cong simply sent his attendants to deliver food, and also took Mao Hongmao and Lao Zhang away to help with the banquet.

Even though Mao Hongmao was unhappy, when he saw so many Hun soldiers standing outside the tent, he turned to look at Yang Xianrong.

Yang Xianrong nodded and said softly, "Go ahead, it's okay."

Mao Hongmao felt very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

As soon as Mao Hongmao and Lao Zhang left, Liu Cong sent someone to deliver something to Yang Xianrong. It was a set of cheongsam stored in Tianyuan Palace. He said that this dress could be worn at tomorrow's banquet.

Yang Xianrong unfolded it and took a look, and felt a little relieved.

Although this is an old dress, it was the dress she wore when meeting guests before she got married. It was hidden in the corner of the wardrobe in Tianyuan Palace, but it was found out. It seems that Liu Cong did not want her to attend such an event as the Queen Hui of Dajin, but hoped that she would be just an ordinary woman.

Lu Zhu asked Yang Xianrong what kind of makeup she wanted to do?
Yang Xianrong thought for a moment before saying, "Just wear an ordinary woman's outfit."

Yang Xianyong was still wearing the general uniform of the Great Jin Dynasty. He stood with Yuan Jianshuo and He Jiunian, staring at Yang Xianrong as she dressed up, and became anxious again. Because they were not qualified to enter such a banquet, they could not protect Yang Xianrong. Lu Zhu wanted to follow him in, but the person sent by Liu Cong said, "You don't need to bring anyone with you. Your Majesty will naturally protect you. You just need to come and see the excitement."

So, what exactly does Liu Cong want to do?
The answer was quickly revealed.

The next morning, Liu Yao personally came to pick up Yang Xianrong to enter the palace. He changed into a clean robe, a typical Xiongnu outfit with a short collar, wide belt and long boots. When he entered the tent with a heroic and fierce figure facing the morning glow, Yang Xianrong was a little dazed. But when Liu Yao saw Yang Xianrong, he never looked away.

"Third sister, I will protect you today." Liu Yao stretched out his hand towards Yang Xianrong.

But Yang Xianrong put both of her hands in her sleeves, and looked down at Sima Jing who was hiding behind Yan Niang, "Jing'er, stay here obediently, and wait for mother to come back and bring you something delicious."

"Oh." Sima Jing's voice was very low.

Everyone looked unhappy as they watched Yang Xianrong follow Liu Yao out of the tent.

Yang Xianyong wanted to follow him out, but was stopped by the Xiongnu soldiers outside the big tent. They all had dark faces and refused to give way. Yang Xianyong was so anxious that he shouted again, "Liu Yao, you must protect the third sister." Liu Yao still looked at Yang Xianrong and said, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Liu Cong has suffered a loss here, so now he will naturally hold a big banquet to make things lively. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Yes, at most I will die." Yang Xianrong laughed, "Life is all about life and death. I am very grateful that you can come to pick me up today."

"Third sister, why do you have to be so polite? Why have you and I become estranged?" Liu Yao frowned slightly.

"General Liu, don't you understand?" Yang Xianrong looked at him, "I am just a prisoner now..."

"No, no, you are my third sister." Liu Yao immediately shook his head and waved his hands, "If you don't want to go, you don't have to go."

"Then can I leave here?" Yang Xianrong looked around. All of them were Xiongnu soldiers, all of them were extremely burly, staring at her. The women in the big tent on the left who looked like her came out one by one with heavy makeup and revealing clothes, swaying and gracefully, and were about to get on a big carriage.

When they saw Yang Xianrong standing here, they couldn't help but stop and look at her, then they started whispering and laughing, and muttering something.

Yang Xianrong was still able to keep smiling, but now she couldn't hold it anymore, she shook her sleeves and turned to go back to the big tent. Liu Yao stopped her and asked, "What's going on?"

"Don't you think Liu Cong is humiliating me?" Yang Xianrong asked, pointing at the group of women, "What does this mean?"

"It's not that bad. He likes the fifth sister, so he looks for a woman who looks like her... He is the emperor now, so he should have women in his harem." Liu Yao didn't think it was a big deal. "This is his problem, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Really? Then, are they going to the banquet too? And then, I'm still sitting behind Liu Cong, watching these heavily made-up and disheveled women dancing? What do you think others will think? Does he still want me to dance?"

"Hey, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to liven things up." Liu Yao grabbed Yang Xianrong's sleeve. "You think too much. Liu Cong is not that kind of person. He doesn't have as many tricks as the people of Dajin. He just wanted to liven things up."

"Do you think I'm overthinking?" Yang Xianrong shook his sleeves again.

"Third sister, don't be angry, it's okay." Liu Yao didn't know what else to say, so he could only say dryly: "I'm not..."

"I won't make things difficult for you. I'll go." Yang Xianrong turned around and walked towards the carriage that Liu Yao had prepared early in the morning. However, the carriage was too high and there was no stool, so Yang Xianrong could not get on by herself.

Liu Yao followed behind her and when he saw this, he immediately called the guards to come over and bend down, allowing Yang Xianrong to step on the man's back to get into the car.

The heavily made-up women stopped again and looked at her.

The Jin dynasty would prepare low stools for women, the elderly, and children to use when getting on the carriages. Only the Xiongnu would use "human stools" to show the utmost respect for the passengers.

Everybody understands, everybody is watching.