This sleep was very uneasy, which may be the reason why Sima Ji woke up several times in the middle of the journey. Finally, after sleeping in a half-dream and half-sleeping state, he didn't know how long it took, and he could vaguely feel a hand groping around his waist. He opened his eyes and held Bai Ji's little hand, facing a pair of eyes full of tears, looking at him hatred.

"Do you want to kill me?" Sima Ji said in disbelief, holding down Yang Xianrong's small hand and pressing it on the Damascus steel knife at his waist. The girl obviously killed herself. She almost had an instinctive reaction. Sima Ji, who was a little scared, turned over and pressed Yang Xianrong under her body, and quickly covered the girl's mouth.

After a few moves, he felt as if he had just finished taking a sauna, and he was sweating all over. He must have been scared. But after all this, Sima Ji was stunned again when he looked at Yang Xianrong who was struggling. What should he do next?

Originally, Sima Ji thought that at most, he would just scream and make a trick of crying and making a fuss, and finally forced the other party to submit. At that time, he would be the only one who responded to the inside and outside in Luoyang, and the other royal kings would definitely not be their opponents.

But I didn't expect that I almost spent my life here. Sima Ji took this matter too simply. This is not a woman from later generations. Although Confucianism in the Jin Dynasty declined, it was not suppressed by metaphysics to the point of perseverance. There were still many gentry who took Confucianism's way of conducting the world as their family precept. Unfortunately, Taishan Goat was one of them.

Sima Ji was confused about drinking last night. He didn't think too much for a while and put the reactions of later women in ancient times. It was also a big deal that he had been operating at the end of the summer, but never suffered any losses and thought things simple.

Yang Xianrong woke up and felt uncomfortable. When she saw the clothes on her body scattered on the side, she naturally thought that Sima Ji had slept with her head buzzed. Her first thought was to kill the flower-picking thief. Sima Ji was also blamed for being too ruthless. She pinched Yang Xianrong's chest into pieces and purple. The girl could see the crime scene as soon as she lowered her head. Looking at the blood on the bed, she didn't expect that she would fight Sima Ji to death.

What should I do next? Keeping this posture and looking at each other, Sima Ji and Yang Xianrong thought to themselves at the same time.

"No one knows what happened today except you and me." Sima Ji slowly let go of his hand and said in a tone of not recognizing others. "Your brother was drinking too much yesterday and I definitely didn't know what happened. As long as I don't say it, my guards would not dare to say anything even if they were confused in their hearts?"

"You are a king and prince, and you won't admit your claim after doing something." Yang Xianrong burst into tears when he heard this, and finally showed Sima Ji's imagination of reaction, but he came a little later.

Woo... Sima Ji covered Yang Xianrong's mouth again and threatened in a low voice, "Give me a little less!"

The designed script has never been realized. Sima Ji realized what he was afraid of, and he didn't really do anything. He just stripped a girl naked and pinched the other party a few times. It seemed that before going to bed, he applied some oil under Yang Xianrong. What did he do? He was almost assassinated because of this?

"If you calm down again, I will let go of my hand." Sima Ji looked at Yang Xianrong's reaction, and he didn't let go of his hand until the other party nodded, and no longer pressed the girl. Both parties could talk.

Then I saw Yang Xianrong curled up together, crying, and said in a ventricular way, "I am also a good woman. How can I meet people when I go out in the future?"

Why can't you see people? What are you doing? Sima Ji thought so in his heart, but he still had to take the blame. He gritted his teeth and admitted, "It was me who was impulsive and offended after drinking. This is not a good thing for you and me. For the sake of the present, I can only assume that nothing has happened. In this way, God knows you and I know, and no one else knows it."

"Aren't you going to marry me?" Yang Xianrong raised his head directly when he heard this, looked at Sima Ji with tears in his eyes, and asked, "You dare not admit it, why are you still the prince? I want to report to my brother."

"Then I can only kill people to silence me. The Taoist temple is still one-third away from the top of the mountain. There is no village or shop in front of me. In addition to my guards, your family of twelve people are not enough for my guards to kill each one with one knife." Sima Ji suddenly turned cold when he heard Yang Xianrong's courage to threaten him, "After killing people, throw them down the cliff, and you will be eaten by beasts in the forest within a few days. The tiger has a lot of appetite. At that time, no one can live or die or corpses. As long as I say that on the way to climb the mountain, I foresee the fog and see strong wind blowing sand, many people fall off the cliff, and then they can explain to Yang."

"At that time, I will find a few more scapegoats and kill my guards, which proves that my people who climbed the mountain have also suffered losses. Does Yang have the nerve to find trouble for me?"

"You, you are shameless!" Yang Xianrong was wearing tears, her naked upper body shivering in anger, and said angrily, "As a prince, you have to kill someone to silence you, what is the law of heaven?"

"You said too, I am a prince, and my surname is Sima!" Sima Ji looked at Yang Xianrong with anger without blushing, and said calmly, "The tenants who farmed for you in the Yang family are the same when facing your children of the Yang family. Yang family is no different from those tenants facing you in front of me? The tenants dare not say anything to you, the big children, and the Yang family naturally dare not say anything to me. Accept the reality, you can't do anything to me."

Only by using the twelve lives of Yang Man's family to calm down, Sima Ji's tone slowed down. He could not achieve his goal by blindly forcing him to achieve his goal. Now he should be given benefits.

Pulling the squeamish Yang Xianrong into his arms, Sima Ji began to correct the little girl's three views, "Would you be afraid that there will be no benefits when you listen to me? What do you want? The 200,000 army of Youping, the four major Xianbei tribes outside the Great Wall, the largest fleet of Dajin, and the largest salt field of Dajin are all in my hands. You will not be wronged, but you are not suitable to be with me now."

There are only 30,000 troops in Youping, and the four major tribes outside the frontier exist, but the Tuoba family may not listen to him. The largest salt farm is there, but the Dajin Salt and Iron Specialty, and the largest fleet is indeed like this, but it is useless to Yang Xianrong.

"Then you put me like this?" Yang Xianrong struggled for a while but failed, and finally said with grievance.

"In two years, I will look for you. Unless there is a person with a higher status than me who marry you within two years, I will definitely look for you!" Sima Ji reached out and pinched the girl's chin and comforted her, "Is this OK?"
Chapter completed!