When he came to Luozhong Street, he saw Yang Xianrong waiting anxiously for him with a burden, he stepped forward and said, "Rong'er, I'm sorry for making you wait for a long time, let's go." ”

Yang Xianrong said: "Let's go, my father is about to chase after me!" ”

Liu Kun led the horse, helped the sheep to get on the horse, and stepped on the horse's back, at this time, the people from the Yangfu behind chased after him, and the torches were shaking around, illuminating the whole street.

The people and horses of Yangfu quickly came over and surrounded them, and Yang Xuanzhi also caught up, he pointed at Liu Kun and said: "What a bold man, dare to kidnap my daughter, quickly get off the horse and be tied up!" ”

Yang Xianrong hugged Liu Kun with one hand and said: "Dad, Brother Kun didn't kidnap your daughter, I was willing to go with him, beg Daddy to let us go!" ”

"Humph! You still have the face to say, the face of the sheep family has made you lose everything, Rong'er, I can tell you, if you don't go back with your father obediently, I will shoot Liu Kun first! ”

"Dad, I don't care, if I want to kill you and kill my daughter, we will die together.!"

"Snatch Rong'er back!" Yang Xuanzhi ordered the soldiers.

The soldier stepped forward and dragged down the sheep with seven hands and eight feet, and Yang Xuanzhi ordered the soldier to shoot Liu Kun: "Prepare ......"

Yang Xianrong saw that Liu Kun was about to die under the arrow, and walked in front of Yang Xuanzhi crying: "Dad, don't kill him, it's all my daughter's fault, I'll go back with you...... I'll go back with you......"

"As long as you don't have anything to do with him anymore, Daddy promises not to kill him, okay, you go back with me now, the people in the palace are coming soon, look at how you dress like this, what kind of body you become!"

Yang Xuanzhi waved his hand to the soldier, and the soldier put away his bow and crossbow.

Yang Xianrong glanced at Liu Kun, Liu Kun got off the horse and was about to go forward, but was stopped by the soldier's horizontal knife.

Yang Xianrong was taken away, she turned back three times in one step, tears flowed down her face, for her, as soon as she entered the deep palace, she didn't know when she would be able to see her brother Kun, maybe today is goodbye......

Watching the sheep Xianrong gradually move away, Liu Kun was like a soulless body, kneeling on the ground, looking up to the sky and roaring, and only a cold moon in the sky responded to him......

Yang Xianrong returned home, disheartened, and wanted to jump off the embroidery building, but thinking about Liu Kun again, as long as she was alive, she would have the opportunity to see Liu Kun, she obediently entered the embroidery room and changed into a wedding dress.

Because the people of Yangfu put out the fire in time just now, the fire did not spread, only a few pieces of furniture and quilts were burned, and even the prepared wedding dress was burned with a big hole, and it was too late to make the wedding dress, so Yang Xuanzhi had to order someone to make up the hole.

The welcoming team in the palace came, and Yang Xianrong put on the crown surrounded by beads sent by the palace, boarded the car and was sent to the Furong Hall in the palace, which was the former bedroom of Jia Nanfeng.

Tonight was Sima Xin's wedding night, and he entered the cave room and became unusually well-behaved, because in his heart the queen was very vicious, and maybe he would screw his ears or give him a few slaps.

Yang Xianrong sat on the couch, Sima Xianrong walked forward, came to remove her hijab, and slowly unveiled it, Sima Xianrong couldn't help but sigh, and Yang Xianrong also screamed.

Sima Zhen was surprised that the queen was so beautiful, in his impression, the queen should be the same as Jia Nanfeng, so ugly that it was annoying, but this queen was as beautiful as a fairy, Sima Zhen was naturally surprised.

Yang Xianrong saw an emperor who was full of fat brains and looked stupid, so he also screamed in shock.

Although Sima Zhen was a little stupid, he didn't reject the beauty, he approached the sheep and offered his face, stepped forward and moved her hands and feet, she retreated and said, "Don't touch my ......"

"I want to have a cave with you, and tomorrow I will make you queen, come, beauty......"

"No, no, no, no...... To ......"

Sima Zhen didn't give up, and suddenly slapped Sima Zhen in the face, Sima Zhen pointed at the sheep and said, "You hit me... You hit me......"

"I didn't, I didn't...... It's not me ......."

"Who else is it not you?"

It was indeed not Yang Xianrong who beat people, but Jin Ziyan, she just saw that Yang Xianrong did not escape, so she secretly followed her into the palace, and when she saw that Sima Zhen wanted to move her, she started beating him, because she knew that Jia Nanfeng had done this to him before.

"It's really not me, how dare I beat the emperor."

"That's that, beauty, I don't blame you, let's go to the cave."

As he spoke, he bullied himself again, and snapped again, Sima Cheng was slapped again, Sima Cheng saw that this time it was indeed Yang Xianrong's raised hand, he covered his hot face and said, "Why do queens like to beat people!?" ”

Yang Xianrong felt that her hand was being manipulated and hit Sima Zhen, she knew that this must be Jin Ziyan, her heart settled down a little, and suddenly another voice said: "Tell you Sima Zhen!" You don't move the old lady, you make the old lady angry, see if I don't tear you up! ”

Listening to the voice, it was a sheep offering appearance, but it was not what she said, everything was Jin Ziyan pretending to be a ghost and deceiving Sima Zhen.

Sima Zhen was convinced and said softly: "I am really miserable, why don't the queens like me, they all like to beat me......"

"Alright, you get out of here, I'm going to rest."

Sima Zhen saw that the cave room was hopeless, so he had to retreat and spend the night in the sleeping palace of other concubines.

As soon as Sima Xin left, Yang Xianrong said: "Sister Jin, you show up, he is gone." ”

"No, I can't show up, it's my rule."

"Thanks to you just now, otherwise I ......"

"Sheep girl, you can also see that the emperor is a fool, there is only one way to deal with him, that is, to beat and scold, the more you are to him, the more he will not dare to touch you, Jia Nanfeng is like this to him."

"I see, I understand Sister Jin, and I can protect myself in the future."

"Alright, take care of yourself, I'm leaving."

"Sister Kim......"

On the second day, a grand canonization ceremony was held in the palace, Yang Xianrong was named the queen, Yang Xuanzhi got his wish, was worshiped as the Guanglu doctor, the special jin, the scattered cavalry attendant, and the Marquis of Xingjin, and after a few days was named the Duke of Xingjin.

Sima Lun wants to usurp the throne, imagine that he found a physiognomist last time to calculate a letter, see the good fortune and evil, and find Guo Pu's words back and forth for many days, he heard that the Buddha Tucheng of the White Horse Temple knows the good and the bad, so he sent someone to invite him.

Buddha Tucheng knew that he came to Zhao Wangfu, Sun Hui was also present, after a cup of tea, Sun Xiu said: "Master, I have heard for a long time that you are good at knowing the future, please see how the prince is doing?" ”

Who knew that Buddha Tucheng put down the teacup and folded his hands, said: "Amitabha", and got up and walked out.

Sun Xiu saw it and said, "Master stays, why don't you say a word and leave?" ”

"Yes, master, is there something wrong with this king's treatment of you?"

Buddha Tucheng sighed and said: "The old man knows the Central Plains physiognomy very well, and just now I saw the faces of the prince and the two......

Sun Xiu looked at it, and thought to himself, you are a Buddha Tucheng, it turns out that you want to sell Guanzi, it must be to ask for incense money, he ordered: "Come on, give the master ten taels of incense money." ”

"The donor's words are wrong, the old man is not here for money, if you want to listen to the truth, the old man will tell the truth."

"Master, please know everything."

"How many of them look unlucky?"

"How?"

Several of them have dead faces, no soul, no eyes, no three on their backs, and no three on their stomachs, which is the appearance of "gradual ghosts". ”

"Gradually ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ah! Buddha Tucheng, you are so bold, dare to curse the prince and us! ”