What is unexpected is that the Qi Wangfu has not been able to attack for a long time. It seems that these soldiers are indeed not low in combat ability, and so many martial arts masters have not taken much advantage, and they have a great deal of pressure on them to fight.

Without the emperor's will, the surrounding armies could not be mobilized at all. This battle was a bit unjustifiable. Anyang and Dongfang Ran both frowned a little, in case the emperor suddenly issued a holy decree, it would become a riot for them.

Lan Jiaojiao made a sneak attack on the palace and found that the palace was sealed like an iron bucket, and the impregnable city could not be entered at all. How did he know that since the crown prince forced the palace, the imperial city had been re-strengthened and renovated.

Sima Jing, who was fighting in front around noon, finally retreated, and learned the location of Anyang among the thousands of warriors in the rivers and lakes.

He hurriedly put down what he was doing and couldn't wait to rush to a teahouse where Anyang was.

"Yang'er!" He walked a few steps to the tea room on the third floor where Anyang was. The owner of this teahouse had already fled with his family because the battlefield had extended to them.

Anyang didn't care so much, and directly used this teahouse along the street as a temporary headquarters.

Dongfang Ran glanced at Sima Jing, who was full of eagerness, took a few steps back for the first time, moved a chair and sat next to another tea table, instead of directly blocking the front.

At this moment, Sima Jing couldn't take care of him in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to fly directly to Anyang and press the person into his arms.

It's a pity that there is a small tea table between the two, and An Yang just looked up at him lukewarmly.

That emotionless glance made Sima Jing's hot heart cool down instantly, and the joy on his face turned into stiff embarrassment.

"Sit down." An Yang said as he got up and poured him a cup of tea himself, and looked at Sima Jing, who had obviously lost a lot of weight, out of the corner of his eye.

Sima Jing's face turned a little pale, his lips moved, and he couldn't say anything.

At this time, a cloud of concubine color bypassed the corner of the stairs and met An Yang's eyes. An Jiayin slowly moved in with a big belly. Look like you're about to give birth? An Yang's eyes darkened.

An Yang counted the time without moving, when she left Beijing, An Jiayin was only three months pregnant, and it should have been during the New Year, and now it is August. It seems to be almost.

An Jiayin, who was holding her waist with both hands, saw An Yang, and her face showed a little uncomfortable: "When did you return to Beijing?" Visible father? ”

It is rare for An Jiayin to see An Yang still be so calm. An Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Father is on his way to the capital." ”

Looking at An Jiayin's face, which was obviously a lot rounder, An Yang still frowned, and pulled the chair next to him out: "It's almost born, why are you running out when you don't raise it in the house?" ”

An Yang glared at Sima Jing as he spoke. Sima Jing's handsome face was as pale as paper, he pursed his lips tightly, staring at the tea in front of him without saying a word.

What else can be said? It's better to miss each other than to see each other, maybe that's what it means!

"Treat her well, she truly loves you." An Yang's voice was a little hoarse when she said this, not that she still cared about Sima Jing's affection, but that everything in the past could not be erased after all.

"Since we're here, let's discuss how to fight this battle together." Dongfang Ran saw that the atmosphere was really embarrassing, and he had to come out to solve the siege.

"Jiayin, you go to the bedroom in the backyard to rest first. We still have business to discuss. Sima Jing carefully helped An Jiayin up and asked the maid next to her to help her down.

An Jiayin's eyes turned between An Yang and Sima Jing, obviously a little uneasy. Dongfang Ran looked at this woman who didn't have a sense of security, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for her.

Looking at An Jiayin, who turned back three times in one step, Dongfang Ran got up and walked to An Yang's side, putting his hand on An Yang's shoulder. An Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly walked out of the tea room with the maid.

"Why bother? You're not just hurting yourself, you're also doing this to the woman who is pregnant with your child. Dongfang Ran glanced at Sima Jing with disdain.

Sima Jing pursed his lips and said nothing, how entangled he is, maybe only he knows.

An Jiayin was invited out, and Dongfang Ran hurriedly invited all the relevant personnel in. Sima Jun and Mingyue also rushed over. Even Sima Yi, who was the first to break the siege, rushed in.

Yan Qingcheng and Lan Jiaojiao were not there, I don't know if they were still commanding the battle on the front line.

Perhaps the most eye-catching is Liu Tianqi, who walked in at the end. When Sima Jing saw Liu Tianqi, his whole body trembled. Fortunately, Anyang once reminded him to rescue Liu Tianqi's family, and he also guessed that this kid might have taken refuge in Anyang.

"It's a bit dangerous for us to continue fighting like this now, after all, the emperor is in the hands of King Qi. In case the king of Qi forces the emperor to issue a holy decree saying that we are rebelling, we will not be able to argue. Dongfang Ran looked at everyone with a calm face. The red fox was rare to be serious for once, and put away his cynical expression.

"Don't worry, he can't make a holy decree." Sima Jing finally spoke, but his mouth detonated the audience.

"The jade seal is here with me, that's why he desperately attacked the Jingwang Mansion."

"So that's the case, no wonder he only attacked the Jingwang Mansion. Is he trying to recapture the jade seal? Liu Tianqi, who had experienced a coup d'état, was also surprised.

Can't the King of Qi make a fake jade seal? An Yang suddenly remembered what King Yun said that the jade seal was fake, but what was in Sima Jing's hand was real or fake?

"Where is Empress Shangguan?" An Yang stood up suddenly, she thought of the queen, the woman who was ugly and immoral, and who was not worthy of that position at all, but who had sat firmly on the queen's throne for many years.

Everyone looked at each other, what did she care about a crazy queen at this time?

Sima Jun was stunned for a moment, as if he understood what Anyang meant, after all, his father later mentioned to him that the jade seal was fake.

When he sent the little emperor back to the palace that day, what the queen said was heard by many ministers.

"It seems that this palace must be entered." Dongfang Ran was silent for a while, and suddenly raised his head.

"I'll go to my father." After Sima Jun finished speaking, he turned around and left, not giving everyone a chance to ask again.

At this time, Liu Tianqi's people also ran in and informed him of the battle ahead. He informed the people in the house and hurried out.

Sima Yi looked at An Yang, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is it smooth to go out of Beijing this time?" ”

"It's fine! Is there any surplus food in my uncle's house? An Yang looked at Sima Yi with a smile on his face, he lost an uncle, but fortunately, there was still one in front of him, which was really good.

Sima Jing stared at the two of them with a pair of tiger eyes, his lips moved, but he didn't know how to ask.

An Yang glanced at Sima Jing, obviously not planning to explain to him, her eyes kept staring at Sima Yi.

Sima Yi understood everything as soon as she said "uncle". Princess Yunyun is Anyang's grandmother, so who is her grandfather, is it difficult to be the seventeenth prince?

Of course, he didn't know that he was not the son of the emperor, but the second son of Sima Changqing, the seventeenth prince.

If this matter is told to the current emperor Sima Yan, will he be angry to death? Thinking of this, the corners of An Yang's mouth curled higher.

"Okay, let your two uncles talk with you for a while, I'll go catch up on sleep first. Maybe we'll have to spend the night all night. Dongfang Ran rubbed An Yang's hair as he spoke, stretched his waist, and went lazily to the inner room.

This guy actually left Anyang to the Sima brothers very relieved.

Seeing that the eyes of the two of them were almost as big as copper bells, An Yang thought about it and told her about the life experiences of the Seventeenth Prince and Sima Yi, she felt that there was no need to hide anything. He even showed the secret decree to the two of them.

Sima Jing sat back in his chair, his face pale. Such an unexpected fright made him unable to recover for a moment.

Sima Yi obviously didn't expect that he had a twin brother, but unfortunately the two brothers never had a chance to meet again.

Sima Yi, who was in a heavy mood, sat there for a while before he came to his senses: "I have no interest in the throne, and the thirteenth brother is more suitable." ”

Sima Jing's whole person was not good, he tightened his eyebrows, there was no expression on his face, and he was numb like a clay sculpture.

The amount of information was too large, and he couldn't digest it for a while, and he couldn't listen to what Sima Yi was saying at all. His whole person seemed to be pointed, motionless, and his eyes didn't roll.

An Yang looked at Sima Jing like this, and was still a little curious. Although she knows that this guy is usually a little old-fashioned, he is a guy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings.

But it was the first time she had seen Sima Jing like this. She lifted her sleeve and shook it in front of his eyes. Without An Jiayin present, An Yang felt much more comfortable.

It's a pity that this guy seems to have been immobilized and doesn't move. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a wooden man.

An Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing, but this laughter brought Sima Jing back to life. From the moment he entered the door to the present, Anyang has never given him a good face, and his heart is so cold that he can't beat.

Listening to the long-lost laughter, Sima Jing seemed to have been given a heart booster, and his eyes followed An Yang's delicate face, and he couldn't take it off.

The three of them chatted for a while in a much more relaxed atmosphere before Sima Jun dragged King Yun in. King Yun no longer pretended to be disabled, and strode behind Sima Jun. It really scared Sima Jing a lot.

What's wrong with all of them? Does everyone's appearance have to be so amazing? No, it should be called surprise! Sima Jing felt that his eyes were not enough, he raised his sleeve and rubbed it, and then rubbed it, still in disbelief.

King Yun looked at his nephew like a monster, and he couldn't hold it anymore. If you want to say that among Sima Yan's children, the best for King Yun is probably Sima Jing.

Sima Jing has an upright personality since he was a child, and he is also the kindest hearted, seeing that Uncle Wang is inconvenient, he is always indispensable to ask for warmth, and do his best to help.

"Why does Jing'er look at Uncle Wang like this!" King Yun asked knowingly, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he deliberately covered his face with his sleeve and coughed.

Sima Jing watched King Yun approach step by step, and finally reacted when King Yun walked in front of him, and hurriedly bowed down to give his uncle a salute.

"Excuse me. When is this time, and pay attention to these false courtesies. "King Yun seems to have really seen the holy decree since he saw it, and his mood has become a lot more cheerful.

"If you want to enter the palace, you have to bring enough necessary materials. It's easy to get in, but it's not so easy to get out. Don't be caught in an urn, hahaha......"

King Yun actually laughed heartily, is it so funny? Also, so many masters can't get into the palace gate, he said it lightly, isn't he old and confused? An Yang touched her nose, this time she was stunned by Sima Jing.