Yang Xianrong was stunned when he heard this, this Sima Chi is a thoughtful person, it is really rare, it seems that Feng Hang was friendly with him in Chang'an at that time, and it was also at that time that he paved a back road for himself, Feng Hang, really an extraordinary person, how can he be such a talent, it is really a great luck in life.

The housekeeper's surname is Feng Mingxu, and he is also a smart person, knowing that the relationship between Zhou Yi and Feng Hang was told at the beginning, which immediately broke Yang Xianrong's suspicions. After handing over the letter respectfully to Yang Xianrong, he said: "Before your lord went, he told me that if I could see you, I would tell you this, and he said that he did not blame you, he knew your temperament, and he did not think that there was anything wrong with your approach, but now that you are imprisoned in the palace again, the king of the East China Sea is almost crazy, if the two are still in contact, I am afraid that you will encounter accidents." ”

"He said that he is already a dying person, he is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to affect you, he also told you to do what he told in his letter, the emperor is a good emperor, but also a person who can be trusted, the Jin court will look at you in the future, if you try to turn the tide, still can't save the Jin court from danger, then you go to follow the people you want to follow, live the life you want to live."

After Feng Xu finished speaking, he retreated, leaving the sheep to be alone in the house to remember, this is Feng Hang's bedroom, all the utensils placed in it are things that Feng Hang once used, the room is simply furnished, but Feng Hang's shadow can be seen everywhere.

Yang Xianrong opened the letter with tears, and looked at the content of the letter word by word with the faint candle flame, although Feng Hang died, he had arranged the rest of the matter clearly, Yang Xianrong read it three times, imprinted the content of it deeply in his mind, and then reluctantly put the letter on the fire and burned it, this letter she could never bring into the palace, and the king of the East China Sea was conceited in the past, thinking that since Feng Hang was dead, Yang Xianrong would no longer threaten.

After the letter was burned, Yang Xianrong cried bitterly on the bookcase that Feng Hang had used, leaving all the grievances, unwillingness, sadness and anger here, and when she left, she went to the mourning hall to put a pillar of incense on Feng Hang, made a big salute in a dignified manner, and then walked out of Feng's mansion slowly.

From this day on, the sheep sacrifice that she can't help herself and follow the trend is gone, and she wants to avenge the people she loves, the people she cares about, the people close to her, and all those who have been hurt because of her.

Back at Hongxun Palace, Lin Xin and Lin Shuang saw that Yang Xianrong's eyes were red and swollen, and knew that she must be crying sadly, so they quickly soaked the handkerchief with cold water and applied it to her eyes. ”

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Yang Xianrong took off the veil and looked out the window, there was already a trace of fish belly white outside, and it was almost dawn. "I'm tired and want to sleep for a while."

Lin Xin and Lin Shuang hurriedly made a bed for Yang Xianrong and waited for her to sleep. The two tiptoed into the courtyard, and Lin Shuangcai asked with some confusion: "Do you think there is any difference between Niangniang?" Isn't it too sad and stunned? ”

Lin Xin shrugged his shoulders and looked worried: "Keep an eye on it for the past two days, if there is a problem, quickly ask someone to call the imperial doctor." ”

Lin Shuang nodded, glanced at the direction of the dormitory uneasily, sighed, and went down to rest.

Feng Hang's death caused a huge vibration in the court, he was a close minister of the king of the East China Sea, and he was quite valued by the king of the East China Sea, the courtiers who did not know the truth thought that his funeral specifications would never be lower than the sheep of the year, so there was an endless stream of people who went to mourn every day, but what people never expected was that on the third day of Feng Hang's death, the king of the East China Sea ordered to raid Feng's mansion.

The people who were still mourning in Feng's mansion didn't react to what happened at all, but they saw two teams of soldiers rushing in from the outside, and then one team ran to the backyard, and the other team rushed into the mourning hall and knocked over all the sacrifices placed inside, and then took Feng Hang's body out of the coffin and threw it on the ground at will.

The mourners dispersed one after another, and gathered outside the house to watch the excitement, pointing at this chaos.

Zhou Yi was still in Feng's mansion, and when the sergeant rushed in, he happened to go out to buy something, and when he came back, he saw that Mr. Feng's body was thrown outside, and the surrounding area had been smashed and messed up, he was furious, threw down the things in his hand, picked up a wooden stick and rushed towards this group of people, rushed halfway, and was hugged tightly by Feng Xu.

"General, no." Feng Xu suppressed his voice and said, "Absolutely not." ”

"Why not?" Zhou Yi struggled: "These animals ......"

"Can the general beat so many people?" Feng Xu tried his best to stop him and said, "When the time comes, you will be arrested, what should you do?" How to be buried? Are you left out of here? ”

Zhou Yi was still angry, but after listening to Feng Xu's words, he gradually calmed down, he broke free from Feng Xu's embrace, stepped forward to hug Feng Hang, and asked with tears in his eyes, "What should we do?" ”

"Listen to the adults and the mother." Feng Xu said.

This raid lasted from morning to night, all the houses in the mansion were turned over, they even dug the backyard three feet into the ground, there was nothing of value, Feng Hang was poor and did not look like an important minister of a country at all.

It wasn't until it was dark that the gang sealed the door of the mansion and went back to the palace to resume their lives. 127

Yang Xianrong's eyes were red when she learned the news, her hands were clenched into fists, and she couldn't wait to rush into the Taiji Hall and kill the King of the East China Sea with one sword, but she knew that it was useless. Feng Hang had already predicted in his heart that he would not end well, and he also told her in the letter not to be impulsive, Sima Yue was only looking for those letter evidence.

Sure enough, on the second day, the king of the East China Sea personally ran to the Hongxun Palace, and he was not polite, and when he saw the sheep offering his face, he asked directly: "Where is the thing left by Feng Hang?" ”

Yang Xianrong glared at Sima Yue, snorted coldly, and said: "As soon as his old man left on the front foot, you raided the Feng Mansion on the back foot, and he helped you take the position of the auxiliary king and keep Luoyang City for you, in exchange for such an end?" Do you still have the face to look for what he left behind? ”

"You don't talk nonsense." Sima Yue said impatiently: "I only want to ask you, did Sima Yue leave something for you?" ”

Yang Xianrong met Sima Yue's gaze and said, "Yes." ”

Sima Yue's eyes showed a fierce light, grabbed Yang Xianrong's neck, and said viciously: "Hand it over, I will spare your life." ”

Yang Xianrong didn't have a trace of fear, and sneered: "Hand it over, I still have my life?" ”

Sima Yue immediately exerted his strength in his hands, but in a moment's effort, Yang Xianrong's face turned red, and he couldn't speak, Sima Yue was fed up with being coerced like this, he just wanted these people to die, he wanted the lord of the world, let everyone submit to his lord of the world, he didn't want to be constrained at all.

But in the end, he still retained a trace of sanity, and just when Yang Xianrong was about to suffocate, he let go of his hand. Yang Xianrong immediately fell to the ground, panting loudly, and when a cool breeze rushed into her lungs, she coughed violently again.

"You see, I want you to die, but you better be smart, hand over the things, coax me to my satisfaction, and I may spare your life." Sima Yue squatted down, leaned into Yang Xianrong's ear, and said, "I know you're not afraid of death, but isn't your daughter still outcast?" Do you bear that she will come back one day and have no mother? ”

Yang Xianrong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you come back and live in the shadow of people like you, what are you going to do when you come back?" It's better to live a poor life outside, and finally have no worries about your life. ”

"Sheep's." Sima Yue said coldly: "I'm not interested in spending time with you here, you'd better be happy." ”

Yang Xianrong sat up strongly, looked at Sima Yue levelly, suddenly smiled, changed a brisk tone, and asked, "Is this how the prince asks for help with such an attitude?" ”

Sima Yue couldn't believe what he heard, and asked disdainfully, "I beg you?" Yang, you think too highly of yourself. ”

Yang Xianrong didn't answer, just looked at Sima Yue coldly, his eyes seemed to shoot Sima Yue through, and suddenly made him feel a chill.

He stood up uncomfortably, looked around the room, and asked, "Say, what do you want?" Gold, silver and jewelry, glory and wealth, or you want to leave the palace and leave Luoyang, or even if you want to go to Pingyang to find your concubine, I will promise you. Sima Yue pulled up the sheep and said in a calmer tone as much as possible: "As long as you open your mouth, it will be all when your master is dead, and I will give him a funeral." ”

Yang Xianrong's eyes were red, these things were in Sima Yue's eyes, even more important than the life of a hero, he always put himself in the most important position, what the master said was good, this person was already crazy, and there was no humanity at all. She regretted it very much, regretting that she let Feng Hang enter the East China Sea for her own selfish desires, and followed such a hypocritical and righteous master, helping him seize power, trapping the people of the world in injustice, and harming her own life.

"Speak." Sima Yue urged impatiently.

"I can give you things, you go back to your East China Sea, abolish Sima Chi, and re-establish Sima Qin as emperor." Yang Xianrong said coldly.

Sima Yue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "Yang, you are too naïve, if I want to go back to the East China Sea, what do you want to do with those things?" He smiled and suddenly reacted: "Sima Tan? Isn't he dead? He reacted immediately, shaking his head with a "tsk": "I underestimated you, being locked up in Kim Yong City also has such the ability to save people from fire and water." ”

"Okay," Yang Xianrong didn't care, took a step back, and said, "You continue to be your auxiliary king, but I want Sima Qin to be the emperor." ”

"What difference does it make to you as a woman who is emperor?" Sima Yue couldn't understand.

"Sima Chi is the emperor, I can only stay in this Hongxun Palace as a dispensable imperial sister-in-law, only Sima Qin is the emperor, I am the justifiable queen mother." Yang Xianrong raised a smile: "With the heart of the East Sea King's plan, I can't see the difference, right?" ”