Chapter 388: What is the quid pro quo

Hearing such a sentence, Sima Yue also breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hand at his red-clothed soldiers, and the group of people immediately rushed out of Xianyang Palace, still standing outside guarding. And the attendants who followed Sima Yue had already come over, kneeling beside Sima Yue to help him arrange his robes. On the other side, Lu Zhu and Forsythia were still seriously executing the execution, and Ji Feiyan's face was bloodied.

"Although this palace is already the queen mother, but today's harem affairs, this palace can also manage it, right?" Yang Xianrong looked at Sima Yue, "The prince said, right?" ”

Sima Yue looked at her, his face full of anger, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to be angry. "Empress Taishang has also taken a lot of trouble to maintain the dignity of the Great Jin."

"Yes, the palace can't manage so much, ten days later, the emperor will be buried, and the palace will be ......" Yang Xianrong didn't finish this sentence, just looked at Sima Yue and sighed softly, "When the time comes, the prince will have to work hard again." ”

Sima Yue also sneered, thinking that when the time came, he could let Yang Xianrong and other people in the harem be buried, and he would even out today's big loss. However, he didn't expect Yang Xianrong to say again: "The prince is also working hard today, let's go to Tianyuan Palace to talk." ”

"Say what?"

"Naturally...... Related things too. Yang Xianrong laughed, "Such a big thing, of course, I have to talk to the prince alone." ”

Yang Xianrong handed over all the seals of Sima Zhen, and Sima Yue checked them one by one, but he did not find the shadow of the jade seal of the country. Even if he has the heart to be the emperor, without this thing, he will always be unjustifiable. Listening to the tone of the sheep now, it seems that he wants to talk about this matter, of course, to talk about it.

"Okay." Sima Yue glanced at Ji Feiyan, who had already fainted to the ground. Green Bamboo and Forsythia moved extremely fast, and after a hundred slaps were executed, the two of them retreated to the dark place of the dormitory. He still couldn't help but "hum", and looked at his princess Zheng who was still kneeling in front of Sima Xin's coffin outside. This woman is not young, with white hair and an old face. She didn't even look at Ji Feiyan, she was just silently burning the paper, one after another.

Come to think of it, this princess also looks down on Ji Feiyan very much, and hates Sima Yue even more. Yang Xianrong pursed the corners of his lips and called Zhang Liang to come over, "You find a door panel and carry this woman out, don't defile the ground of Xianyang Palace." ”

"Yes." Zhang Liang respectfully retreated to find the door panel, but he couldn't find the door panel for a while, and finally found a coffin lid and lifted it over.

Yang Xianrong didn't care so much, and took Sima Yue through the hole in the palace wall of Xianyang Palace and went to Tianyuan Palace.

Mao Hongbin immediately got up and began to direct the affairs of Xianyang Palace, and also arranged everyone properly, without any chaos, and invited these people out of the palace in an orderly manner.

It was a huge and lively enthronement ceremony.

On this side of Tianyuan Palace, it was a different scene.

The palace has long been empty and devoid of those luxurious furnishings, and it is hung with white linen cloth up and down, which looks extremely bleak and eerie. Yang Xianrong asked Sima Yue to sit down, and also let everyone around him go out, and closed the door of the dormitory.

Sima Zhen has always been angry and forbearance. But now that there were only the two of them left, he slapped the table and asked, "Yang Xianrong, what the hell are you doing?" The dormitory of Xianyang Palace is so dark, as soon as the king enters, he feels that he is undressing and dressing the king...... Did you ask the king to put on the dragon robe? ”

"Don't you want to wear it?" Yang Xianrong asked rhetorically.

"I'm just a prince!" Sima Yue's mouth was hard.

"Then what if you get the Book of Emperors?" Yang Xianrong took out a piece of yellow silk from his arms, with a lot of small characters densely written on it, and spread it out on the table.

Sima Yue originally wanted to say a few words viciously, but he was choked by Yang Xianrong's words, and immediately looked down at the yellow silk, and even touched it.

Yang Xianrong chuckled: "This is the true handiwork of the Book of the Emperor, the fragment left by the First Emperor, and it is said that it also records the secret of the First Emperor's mausoleum. Didn't you always want to get it, and say that if anyone helped you find it, they promised him a great wish to come true? ”

"You...... Want to trade this for your life? Sima Yue's eyes were suspicious, thinking about the intention of the sheep's sacrifice.

"Then if you don't verify the authenticity of this thing first, you're going to negotiate terms with me?" Yang Xianrong looked at him, his eyes were full of clarity.

"What you take out must be true." Sima Yue nodded and shook his head again, "But that's not enough for you not to be martyred...... This is the rule of Dajin. ”

"I didn't say I wouldn't be buried, I just wanted a person's life." Yang Xianrong's hand also touched this piece of yellow silk, and said slowly, "This is what the eldest sister gave me before she died, saying that you want this, and you can take it out if you need to save your life." As you know, I don't have the heirloom jade seal in my hand, and now I only have this. ”

"Whose life do you want?" Sima Yue asked.

"Ji Feiyan."

"Why her?"

"Why not her?"

"Why?"

These two people talked quickly, and they were both trying to pull each other, but Sima Yue's heart became more suspicious.

"Why not? I don't like her. Yang Xianrong smiled, "She hit me in the mouth." ”

"Then you beat her a hundred times today......" Thinking of Ji Feiyan's tragic situation just now, Sima Yue's heart trembled.

"But you know what that feels like? I am also very familiar with her, she used to love Sima Ying very much, so she climbed up to me, thinking that she could meet Sima Ying every day. It's a pity that Sima Ying rejected her, and she became angry with me again...... Those hatreds between women are all because of men...... Do you understand? ”

“…… But she is now my side concubine, and she is about to become a ...... Concubine ......"

"Will your concubine agree? Will your sister-in-law agree? Yang Xianrong looked at him and said word by word: "She saw Ji Feiyan being beaten just now, did she come over?" She may not be happy in her heart. Is this kind of woman going to rob her husband because she is young? Any woman would think so. ”

“…… But she can be regarded as a meritorious person, right? ”

"For example? She helped you open the door to Chang'an? Let Zhao Ran kill Concubine Le? Or was it that when the emperor died, she snatched the food box? Yang Xianrong was not afraid at all, but spoke in an extremely calm tone, but where is this one by one calm? It's all stormy, and behind it are bloody lives. "Do you think she knows so many secrets about you, will she turn against you in the future?"