Yi Xue immediately bounced up from the stone bench and looked at Sima Cheng in horror, not to mention that she was still 108,000 miles away from the "throne of His Majesty", and it was really a big rebellion to dare to say this now. What's more, she is just a mere woman, how can she accept the kneeling of the son of the dignified prince.

Yi Xue looked left and right nervously, and when she saw that there was no one around, she quickly stretched out her hand and wanted to help Sima Cheng up.

"You're really, why did you suddenly do such a ridiculous thing, hurry up." Xue Xue scolded angrily.

Sima Cheng didn't get up, leaned over and said:

"It's not the minister who is ridiculous, it's Your Majesty."

Yi Xue's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and couldn't help but notice his gaffe, Yi Xue knew what he meant, so he brushed his sleeves, stood up straight, and learned the appearance of his father in his memory, his voice deepened, coughed lightly, and said:

"Get up."

Sima Cheng didn't get up, he just straightened up, still kneeling on the ground, raising his head and stretching out his eyebrows, his dark eyes exuding a cold gaze, staring straight at Yi Xue, and then asked unhurriedly:

"Dare to ask who Your Majesty is?"

The courtyard was terrifyingly quiet, and Sima Cheng's voice echoed in his ears for a long time. Sima Cheng was forcing him, and what Yi Xue didn't want to think about and didn't dare to think about, Sima Cheng just wanted to show her nakedly. Yi Xue was a little angry but helpless, so she shouted at him in a low voice:

"I am Sima Ji, the son of Sima Liao, the first emperor of Dayu, and the future emperor, okay, you get up for me!"

After saying this, he couldn't take it back, not only told Sima Cheng to listen, but also told Yi Xue himself again.

"Minister, obey the order." Sima Cheng got up, but the dim cold light never disappeared.

Yi Xue was a little apprehensive when he looked at him, but remembering his identity at the moment, he took a deep breath and asked himself to calm down, and then, turning his head, learning the tone of his father, asked:

"What the hell is the matter with you?"

At this moment, Sima Cheng suddenly stepped forward, held Yi Xue's shoulders with both hands, and forced Yi Xue to look at him. The sound of Langlang is like a wave of water flowing down, flowing slowly, full of ears:

"His Royal Highness was born a prince, he is destined not to be a mortal, God once gave you the opportunity to be an ordinary person, but now Dayu will not let you, even if you want to escape, but there are some things that only His Highness can do, this is fate! In front of those courtiers, you obey the will of heaven, and it is not you who should be afraid and nervous, it should be them! Sima Cheng's words and sentences were engraved on Yi Xue's heart like this, "And...... With me, no one can hurt Your Highness! ”

Yi Xue didn't know whether she should be shocked or panicked or scared at the moment, she only felt that her mind was blank, her back was cold, and her face became a little pale.

At this moment, Yi Xue suddenly realized that before, although she had promised Sima Jing and Shen Xing again and again, and swore to Ning Ying and Jiang Shangyi to express her determination, but when everyone was ready, only she was still a paper tiger who was like a fake, and now she was stabbed by Sima Cheng and broken.

Although Yi Xue wears men's clothes, learns men's manners, and practices men's etiquette, she thinks that she has long been willing, but now she realizes that she has always thought that she should be a woman in her bones, she uses these superficial kung fu to numb herself, and at the same time wraps her fragile heart with these things, and finally even she hides in the protective shell she weaves, not wanting people to find her.

She is holding everything strongly, and her life is just on weekdays, but now she is going to appear in front of the world, her heart is like water, as long as Sima Cheng blows, the body under this strong support will collapse in an instant, and the will to pretend to flow away like this.

Although Sima Cheng's words were said to Sima Ji, they were also justified when placed on Yi Xue.

She is the daughter of the former emperor, if Dayu needs her, whether it is a marriage or a marriage, she should go to the soup and do not hesitate. And now, Da Yu needs her to be the emperor, saying that the small is to protect the royal bloodline, and the big one is to protect the people of Limin, even if it is to deceive the world, this thing must be done, only she can do it, and only she can do it.

Although Yi Xue is not as noble as the prince, but the same noble is a princess, the ministers also have to kneel down and salute with joy and sincerity when they see her, she was originally high, but she has been in the people for a long time, and she is used to walking on thin ice, but everything goes along with others, and she has become cautious and timid.

If she will die, is she afraid?

She was afraid.

But what's the harm in dying?

Instead of being killed under the butcher's knife of seizing power and usurping the throne without the power of the chicken, now that you have a chance, why not struggle and let the world see the resilience of the daughter of the Sima family?

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who does the sky let go!?

……

At this time, the courtyard was silent, and Sima Cheng's words were inaudible, but in Yi Xue's opinion, they had always been vivid and deafening.

From this moment on, for Yi Xue, what she did was no longer for her mother, no longer for Sima Ji, but for her own decision. Her own fate is up to her, and it is up to her to decide whether she wants to move forward on this path.

To become an emperor, you must first have the posture of an emperor.

She shouldn't be afraid of Sima Lie, but Sima Lie is afraid of her!

Yi Xue no longer avoided Sima Cheng's eyes, the two looked at each other, the moonlight was like soft silk satin, gently brushing the cheeks of the two, this posture made the shadow reflected on the ground seem a little ambiguous.

After thinking about all this, Yi Xue suddenly felt relieved, and felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

Sima Cheng noticed the changes in her face and body, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

The evening breeze blew gently, the leaves made a slight sound, the green silk of Sima Cheng's temples moved with the wind, the eyelids drooped, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, showing tenderness in his eyes, Yi Xue couldn't help but be a little intoxicated, and Sima Cheng's last words echoed in his ears-

"With me, no one will dare to hurt His Highness."

Yi Xue suddenly felt that her cheeks were a little hot, and quickly broke free of Sima Cheng's hand, turned around, and then covered her face with her hand.

Why say such ambiguous words!

Yi Xue was annoyed and angry, although Sima Cheng, this Tan Lang Xu Mei, looked pleasing to the eye on weekdays, once he got closer, his small action always made her blush and heartbeat unconsciously, she never felt that she was a

Now Yi Xue's determination to be the emperor has been decided, but he will be with him every day in the future, thinking of this, Yi Xue can't help but have a bitter word, so he secretly decided that nothing like that just happened again, and he must keep a distance from him at all times.

……

After figuring it out, Yi Xue slept peacefully this night, but Sima Cheng was still not at ease, worried that Yi Xue had changed her mind at night, so he stayed in Yi Xue's room and guarded her all night.