Lan Xiang took a step back, and Cui Xi stopped in front of her, still very alert. But Yang Xianrong sighed and said, "Yes, Lan Xiang is pregnant. ”

"What?" Sima Ying looked at Yang Xianrong's eyes, and then looked at her lower abdomen, wanting to stretch out her hand, but suddenly she was very timid. Yang Xianrong took his hand and pressed it on his stomach, and said with a smile: "The prince will touch it again." ”

This time, Sima Ying really didn't dare to touch it, as if there was a piece of hot red carbon there. But Yang Xianrong's hand led him, and when he pressed her stomach again, it was indeed extremely flat, and it was so thin that it was a little distressing.

"Rong'er......" Sima Ying's face flushed a little.

"You know the Shadow Handmaiden, right?" Yang Xianrong looked at Lan Xiang, "She is the shadow maid arranged for me by my grandmother, and she should have been hidden from the world." But I didn't bother to do such a thing, so I let Lan Xiang be a personal maid, just go out less and not let too many people see her. ”

"She does have some resemblance to you." Sima Ying really looked at Lan Xiang carefully this time, and said to her: "You raise your head and let this king take a closer look." ”

Lan Xiang refused, because she only obeyed the orders of the sheep.

Sima Ying had no choice but to look at Yang Xianrong, and Yang Xianrong said softly: "Lan Xiang, let the prince take a look at you." ”

"Yes." Only then did Lan Xiang raise her head.

Sure enough, there are many similarities in the looks. If she dressed up carefully, even Sima Ying would have to take a few more glances to distinguish it. He was a little vague and stammered, "That'...... This one...... Kid ......"

"This kid is Sima Zhen's, it's just ...... Lan Xiang has been going for me. The voice of the sheep was very small.

"Zhang Du didn't even find out?" The first thing Sima Ying thought of was the shrewd Zhang Du, and she didn't even think if Sima Zhen would distinguish it.

"What if you know?" Yang Xianrong laughed, "The left and right are just the status of the Empress of the Great Jin Dynasty." This is a bit bleak, and it is extremely inconsistent with the flower-like age of Yang Xianrong. Sima Ying couldn't hold back any longer, hugged Yang Xianrong tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Rong'er, I will be good to you for the rest of your life." ”

“…… It's a long life......" Yang Xianrong's sigh became louder and louder, "You and I don't know what to experience in this troubled world." ”

"I don't care, I know what I'm going to do." Sima Ying was still stubborn, "Rong'er, you wait for me." Don't worry about the Empress Dowager of Rausch, I must want you to be the queen again. ”

"Why is it still a queen?" Yang Xianrong looked at him, "I don't want to be a queen." ”

"But Xu Zhenren didn't say that you are a phoenix, and you are the life of a queen in this life?"

"So what?" Yang Xianrong is very serious, "I just want to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live, even if it is to eat bran vegetables, it is much better than being scared every day." Do you know how I've spent these two months? You know how scared I am? ”

"I know, I know, I know it all." Sima Ying was afraid that Yang Xianrong would cry again, so she hurriedly grabbed her in her arms again, and patted her back gently, "Don't be afraid, Rong'er, I must protect you for the rest of your life." ”

"Then you're going to talk and count." The nasal voice of the sheep is aggravated.

"Definitely!" Sima Ying didn't care that there were still two maidservants by her side, so she kissed the face of the sheep and offered her face.

"Huh? Queen Taishang, have you slept? Doesn't seem right? Hye-joo's voice came in from outside, and she walked a little shaky, but she still walked this way step by step.

Sima Ying had no choice but to let go of Yang Xianrong again, looked at Huizhu who came over, and asked, "Why did you wake up?" ”

"Huh? How can there be a person? Ah......" Before this voice came out, Cui Xi immediately covered Huizhu's mouth and whispered, "Don't shout!" This is the prince! ”

"Woohoo." Huizhu looked at Sima Ying with wide eyes before nodding, indicating that she would not shout. As soon as Cui Xi let go of her hand, she quickly knelt down, "The slave has seen the prince." ”

"Hey......" Sima Ying was very displeased, "Zhao Zhuo! ”

"Yes." In the shadows, another person actually walked out, Wuwei Zhao Zhuo. He was slightly embarrassed and lowered his head.

"Didn't you get rid of the guys outside?" Sima Ying didn't care about what to say to Yang Xianrong, and beckoned again, and another person appeared in the room, it was another martial guard Du Jian. He also lowered his head and did not speak.

Yang Xianrong looked at them with wide eyes and asked, "I wanted to ask just now, how did you get in?" ”

"Hey, forget it." Sima Ying didn't pay attention to the two martial guards, but just said to Yang Xianrong: "Rong'er, time is pressing, and I can't stay here for a long time." Anyway, it's enough to know you're good. Promise me, eat well, take care of your body, and soon, I will let you go back to the Luoyang Palace. When the time comes, I'll pick you up. ”

"What?" Yang Xianrong was even more puzzled, and there was nervousness in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, don't think about it. Even in troubled times, I'm going to turn it around. Sima Ying grabbed Yang Xianrong's hand and put the white jade wrench in her hand on her slender fingers, "Believe me." ”

"Hmm." Yang Xianrong knew that this was not the time to ask questions, but she had finally settled down a lot. Someone is working hard, someone is stirring up the imperial power.

Sima Ying opened the door of the dormitory, Mama Qian and Zhang Lianghoe were still asleep, Zhao Zhuo pointed silently, and touched his heart again, which meant that there was really no way.

Yang Xianrong laughed, asked Cui Xi to wrap up the small pastries on the table, stuffed them to Zhao Zhuo, and didn't say much.

Sima Ying and the others disappeared into the night, as if they had never appeared. If it weren't for the white jade wrench finger in his hand that still had Sima Ying's warmth, I am afraid that all this would be a dream imagined by Yang Xianrong.

However, she did have something to look forward to.

"Huizhu, they are incense, why can you wake up?" Yang Xianrong restrained all his emotions and turned his head to ask Huizhu.

Huizhu thought about it, touched her body, and finally took out a bead chain from her neck, which looked like it was just a string of beads made of wood. But now that she had taken it out, it was certainly not an ordinary object.

Sure enough, Huizhu said that it was a necklace left to her by her mother, and it was another scent that cleared her mind and eyes. She wears it all the time, and she doesn't take it off easily. Perhaps, it was the smell that counteracted the drug, allowing her to wake up quickly even if she was stunned.