The Golden Seal looks okay, but these four words are too child's play. Yang Xianrong even thought that it was very likely that Sima Cheng was idle, and it was impossible to use the real edict or anything else. Perhaps, it's just the things that fool people. So, how can there be such a thing in such a place?

"Queen Taishang!" Mama Coriander ran out of breath, followed by a few guards.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xianrong suddenly became nervous, she had never seen Mama Coriander have such a panicked moment.

"Pity the woman was ......" She didn't finish her words, Yang Xianrong immediately trembled, stepped forward, and asked loudly: "What do you mean?" What's wrong with Li'er? ”

"The slave doesn't know how to say it, but it's ......" Mama Qian suddenly became confused, "A woman suddenly broke into Guangmo Palace, directly into your little study, and saw that the poor woman was eating tea with that little black charcoal, so she hugged the little black charcoal, and shouted a The poor woman stepped forward to pull the woman, and the woman hugged the poor woman again, and ...... The slaves tried to tear them apart, but saw a sickle in her hand...... The seven grandmothers were cut by a sickle......"

"Hey!" Yang Xianrong listened to it, picked up his skirt and hurriedly ran to Guangmo Palace. Cui Xi and Hui Zhu didn't care about getting wet and followed her. Cui Xi also reached out to support her, for fear that the "belly" would fall off.

The distance is really not close, Yang Xianrong is already out of breath, Yuan Jianshuo and Huizhu have already run back, but when they see such a situation, they don't know how to deal with it.

In the small study of Guangmo Palace, a woman with a disheveled hair was holding a sheep and asking her, "What is your name?" You said! What exactly is your name? ”

Yang Xianpian looked at her expressionlessly and said nothing.

The little black charcoal on the side didn't have any expression, and he didn't even look at them, just looked at the imperial picture of the former emperor Sima Yan hanging in the room in a daze. This is a painting by Sima Zhen to the sheep, saying that hanging it in her study can suppress ghosts and gods.

Yang Xianrong grinned and asked: "The concubine is a place to write and read, and a portrait of the former emperor is hung there, how scared it is to look at." ”

"What's so scary about that?" Sima Zhen rolled his eyes, "Sheep baa, I tell you, there are always unjust ghosts in places like Jinyong City, who run out in the middle of the night to make trouble. Therefore, after thinking about it, the portrait of my father is more useful, everyone says that his killing aura is too overflowing, even the portrait is terrifying. Therefore, it is the most suitable place in your Guangmo Palace, so that you and your children will also have ancestors to take care of, and I will also rest assured. ”

This is simply a fallacy.

Yang Xianrong glanced at Zhang Du, Zhang Du smiled and whispered: "In the past few days, there have been rumors of female ghosts killing people in the palace, and the Emperor Taishang naturally heard it, and he was thinking about the Empress Taishang's mother, so he searched for a whole day and found the portrait of the emperor." Empress Taishang, this is a piece of the emperor's heart......"

"Okay, thank you Emperor Tai." Yang Xianrong held the scroll in his hand and knelt down for Sima Zhen, and kowtowed solemnly to express his gratitude. Sima Zhen was naturally satisfied with the attitude of the sheep Xianrong, and happily went to the medicine garden to grow medicine.

Yang Xianrong also bathed in his small study and burned incense, and then hung the portrait of the former emperor Sima Yan on the wall. Now that it looks like this, with this portrait on the white wall, it has a little more royal extravagance. Even when Zhang Heng came in to talk about things, he first bowed respectfully to the portrait before talking about things.

Now in this case, Xiao Heitan has been looking at the portrait in a daze, and the woman is holding the sheep and refusing to let go, which is also quite weird.

Cui Xi asked Yang Xianrong: "The slave maid went to drag the seventh grandmother over first?" This is that Lan Fei. Lunatic. ”

Because the seventh grandmother was kneeling on the ground, and her arms were covered with blood. However, she didn't let go of the hand that was holding the sheep and offered mercy, and still wanted to pull the sheep to her side.

"Concubine Lan?" Yang Xianrong asked tentatively.

The woman glanced at her, but didn't speak. But he held the sheep in his arms, and he tried very hard. Yang Xian couldn't help the pain, and finally shouted: "Ah! ”

The woman's strength was even greater, "Don't shout! Don't let anyone else hear it! ”

"Bold! Let go! Yuan Jianshuo roared, so frightened that the woman trembled, looked straight at Yuan Jianshuo, and suddenly shouted: "Commander Yuan!" Where is the emperor? I want to see the emperor! ”

"The emperor is discussing matters in front, what can you say to this palace!" Yang Xianrong suddenly took two steps forward and smiled.

"Who are you?" Concubine Lan looked at Yang Xianrong very warily.

"Don't you know who this palace is?" Yang Xianrong's hand was hidden in her sleeve, trembling all the time, and she saw that Concubine Lan had already raised the sickle in her hand, and the blade was next to Yang Xianrong's face. "This palace is the queen of the Great Jin!"

"You're not Jia Nanfeng!" Concubine Lan looked very carefully, "You lied to me." ”

"Why did this palace lie to you? This palace is indeed not Jia Nanfeng, but this palace is also the queen of the Great Jin! ”

"How so? The emperor said, if I give birth to a child, let me be the queen! Let my son be the emperor! Concubine Lan shouted again.

"What about your children?" Yang Xianrong took another step forward, and Huizhu also took a step. At this time, Cui Xi had quietly walked to the back, ready to pull the injured Seven Mama at any time.

"My child? This is not here! Concubine Lan shouted again.

"Take a closer look, this is a girl, didn't you give birth to a prince?" Yang Xianrong was still walking forward, and even Yuan Jianshuo called her in a low voice, "Be careful." ”

"Yes, I gave birth to a prince! It's the prince! Concubine Lan looked at Yang Xianpian, and immediately let go of her black hair bun, that is, at this moment, Yang Xianrong and Huizhu shot at the same time, pulling Yang Xianlian to her side, Cui Xi pulled the seventh grandmother to the side, and Yuan Jianshuo flew up and kicked directly into Concubine Lan's heart, so that she only had time to say "uh" and fainted.

The whole process is so fast that many people don't see it clearly. Yang Xianrong couldn't help but think in his heart: Cui Xi knows it, forget it, now even Huizhu and Yuan Jianshuo are really very tacit with themselves now, and they actually understand their intentions in just a few words, which is really good.

Yang Xianlian was not injured, and Xiao Heitan was fine.

Although the place where the seventh grandmother was cut by the sickle was bleeding, it was not a fatal injury.

Yang Xianrong looked at Concubine Lan lying on the ground, turned her head and asked Mama Zhou: "You check it for her, I suspect that she is not Concubine Lan, but the white concubine who gave birth to a child." ”