When he opened the door of the palace, Yang Xianrong thought that he would have to explain to Yuan Jianshuo, the commander of the imperial army, who was standing at the door, about Yang Xiankang's intrusion into the palace early in the morning, and maybe he would be punished.
But what she saw was Emperor Sima Zhong standing at the door, yelling at Yuan Jianshuo: "What the hell are you doing? It's so early in the morning! The queen's second brother is just here to deliver delicious food. If you follow him, you will cause trouble in the palace." Panic. Do you know your guilt?"
Yuan Jianshuo knelt on the ground, his face was very dark, but he was not afraid, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Yang Xiankang broke into the palace without an order, he should be killed."
Sima Zhong was frightened by his momentum and took two steps back. When he saw Yang Xianrong pushing open the door and coming out, he pointed at her and said, "This is the queen of Jin Dynasty!"
"A gift to the empress." Yuan Jianshuo turned to Yang Xianrong, but he only bowed his hands and said, "Yang Xiankang broke into the palace early in the morning, so he should be killed."
"He..." Yang Xianrong was also frightened by these words and didn't know what to say for a while.
Yang Xiankang was anxious. He walked out from behind his sister and said loudly to Yuan Jianshuo, "What's wrong? You still want to kill me?"
"The laws of the Jin Dynasty cannot be violated." Yuan Jianshuo said confidently.
"No." Yang Xianrong waved his hands anxiously, and then pulled Yang Xiankang, "Second brother, don't do this."
"What? Am I afraid?" The young man Yang Xiankang was so angry that he and Yuan Jianshuo actually fought against each other, "Yuan Jianshuo, you are avenging a private revenge. You lost me in the martial arts arena before, and now you want to use this to suppress me? What a big deal. Let’s fight again and see who wins and who loses!”
"Yang Xiankang, this is the palace, not a martial arts arena." Yuan Jianshuo sneered, "If you hadn't used deceit, how could I have lost?"
"It's obvious that your skills are inferior to others!" Yang Xiankang's martial arts is not weak, but in front of the third sister whose face was already full of tears, his aura weakened, "Don't cry, don't cry, don't be afraid."
"Second brother, can't you think of me?" Yang Xianrong really didn't know what to do. This "breaking into the palace" was indeed a serious crime, not just a child's play.
"Hey, wasn't I anxious?" Yang Xiankang wiped the tears on Yang Xianrong's face with his sleeve and started to panic, "Hey, I was wrong. Don't cry."
"Second brother..." Yang Xianrong cried even harder.
"Queen." Sima Zhong suddenly came over, "Why are you crying?"
"Your Majesty." Yang Xianrong suddenly realized that this man might be able to help her second brother out of trouble. "The second brother came to me in a hurry. Don't punish him."
"Why punish him?" Sima Zhong looked confused and stretched out his hand to hold her sleeve, "Why are you crying this morning? How ugly it is!"
"...Your Majesty." Yang Xianrong looked up at him blankly, with a confused look in his eyes and a hint of inquiry.
"Didn't your second brother come to bring me sweet-scented osmanthus cake? It's hot, where did you put it?" Sima Zhong stretched out his hand towards Yang Xiankang again, "I'm hungry!"
"...The Emperor." Now it was the Yang family's brother and sister's turn to be stunned. They looked at Sima Zhong and quickly judged in their hearts what the Emperor was doing.
Zhang Du had already walked over and said to Yang Xianrong: "My queen, what's wrong with you? Didn't you promise to give the emperor some sweet-scented osmanthus cake this morning? The emperor got up early and was in a hurry. You came here from the ground, why do you still let the emperor stand here?"
Yang Xianrong reached out and grabbed Sima Zhong.
His hands are big and thick.
A little cold, but the palms are warm.
"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake has been placed in the house. I asked Cui Xi to get it. Your Majesty and I will go in and talk. It's cold here." Yang Xianrong's tears were still wet and he was still crying.
Sima Zhong looked down at her, wiped away the tears on her face with his other hand, and said with a smile, "I thought the queen was reluctant to give me sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
"No, no, I asked my second brother to send me to the palace early in the morning, for fear of being cold." Yang Xianrong continued to follow the emperor's words, his eyes full of doubts and inquiry.
Sima Zhong gave the two brothers and sister the best excuse.
"Okay, let's go in." Sima Zhong took her little hand into the bedroom and did not let go all the way.
"Your Majesty!" Yuan Jianshuo, the commander of the Forbidden Army, shouted again from behind.
Zhang Du had already spoken, "Yuan Jianshuo, what do you want? I'm just anxious to deliver the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. What are you making a fuss about?"
"General Manager Zhang!" Yuan Jianshuo did not dare to contradict Zhang Du, but he felt that this matter could not be fooled so easily, "There are rules in this palace."
"That's it. When has our emperor ever obeyed the rules?" Zhang Du laughed, "Okay, let's do what we should do when we go back."
"...Yes." Yuan Jianshuo stood up reluctantly, arched his hands towards Zhang Du, and then led the imperial army out of Tianyuan Palace.
In the palace on the other side, Cuixi placed the breakfast prepared for Yang Xianrong on the table, but there was no sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Yang Xianrong was very embarrassed, but he waved and whispered a few words to Cui Xi in a low voice before pulling Sima Zhong to sit down, "Your Majesty, wait a moment, the osmanthus cake will be here soon."
"Okay." Sima Zhong didn't say much, and just kept looking at Yang Xianrong.
Yang Xiankang was already kneeling at his feet, head lowered.
Yang Xianrong quickly kicked him again, "Your Majesty, second brother is reckless today."
"Yeah." Sima Zhong still simply responded to her.
"He is also in a hurry. He was sent to the Nanhai area for some reason. He is indeed far away from my concubine." Yang Xianrong's hand was still being held by Sima Zhong, and it was difficult to break free, so he simply moved closer to him. Asked: "Is this imperial edict from the emperor?"
"I don't know." Sima Zhong finally said a few more words.
"Then the emperor... will you let my concubine's second brother go to such a distant place?" Yang Xianrong asked tentatively.
"Go, there's nothing interesting in Luoyang City." Sima Zhong still looked at Yang Xianrong.
"If it's too far away, there will be no one to send sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to the concubine and the emperor."
"Then will the queen do it herself?"
"I don't know how." Yang Xianrong looked into Sima Zhong's eyes, completely unable to guess what he meant.
But at the next moment, Sima Zhong suddenly shook off her hand and stood up, "Queen, if you want something, you can exchange it with me. If you don't want your second brother to go away, you can give me something. Let me see We’ll decide later.”
These words were so normal and majestic that Yang Xiankang couldn't help but raise his head, very surprised.
"Your Majesty, everything I have is given by you. I don't have anything." Yang Xianrong was very anxious and glanced at his second brother again.
"Well..." Sima Zhong suddenly scratched his head and touched his face, seeming very distressed. "Concubine Li is like a beauty. They can play music, dance and chant. What can the Queen know?"
"I don't know how to do it." Yang Xianrong pursed his lips.
"How come I heard that the Queen can dance?" Sima Zhong's eyes suddenly lit up, "Who can tell me? The Queen's grandmother, Mrs. The civil and military skills are amazing.”
This is a very secret past event.
Why would Sima Zhong know?
(End of chapter)
