Hua Xia suddenly realized and ran into the inner hall, "My Lady, are you doing this because you don't want to have a child?"

Sheng Xiyan glared at her, "Shout louder."

"Your Majesty, how can you think like that? What will happen in the future without a prince or princess by your side?"

Hua Xia coughed as she spoke, and Sheng Xiyan pulled her wrist over to feel her pulse.

"You have a fever and a cold. I'll prescribe you a prescription. Take the medicine and go to sleep. Don't worry about me."

Hua Xia took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth, fearing that she would be infected.

"Zi Ling has been asking questions here and there these past few days. I am worried about her."

Sheng Xiyan brushed off her gauze sleeves, picked up the wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote a prescription for treating a cold.

"If you don't let go, how can you figure out what she's thinking? Let Meixiang and Shanhu go into the hall to serve, and she will stay outside."

He handed her the prescription and said, "Tell Xiao Zhuozi to go to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine. You can go and rest."

Hua Xia warned: "Your Majesty, you must be careful not to hurt your relationship with the Emperor, understand?"

"Don't worry, I understand."

Sheng Xiyan spread out cotton paper and painted a portrait of Emperor Xuanwu.

I want to draw a full-body portrait today...

After a while, a man appeared on the paper.

He has a sturdy figure and a handsome appearance.

His eyes shot out cold stars, and his eyebrows were as dark as painted.

"Painting three pieces a day is a tall order, you know? Even if you're gorgeous, you'll get tired of painting eventually, you know that, right?"

Sheng Xiyan pointed the pen and cursed secretly while painting.

The man seemed to have walked out of the water, his lean body clearly visible, a drop of water flowing down his narrow eyebrows, revealing a kind of evil temptation.

He has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and incredibly long legs. He wears a black satin robe casually on his body, revealing his eight distinct abdominal muscles.

Barefoot, with hands behind her back, her sexy tall body stood quietly in front of the window, her deep eyes filled with concern for the country and the people.

Sheng Xiyan chuckled secretly and swallowed.

"It's quite realistic, isn't it? Just look at it, you don't have to do it. Saving your life is more important.

It is a form of self-salvation for a woman not to have children!"

In the Yangxin Palace, Xuan Ling frowned slightly after hearing Eunuch Fu's report.

The menstrual fluid must have made Yanyan's stomach very uncomfortable, so she didn't want to go boating. She was a playful person, and how could she bear to leave him?

Putting away the report, he said, "Please go to Guanju Palace and I will go to see her."

Just as he stood up, a palace maid came in and reported, "Your Majesty, two officials from the Ministry of Personnel are here to see you."

Xuan Ling thought about the Ministry of Personnel, which still had some tricky matters to discuss, and ordered, "Xiao Fuzi, have the Ministry of Internal Affairs send two boxes of donkey-hide gelatin to Concubine Chen."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When the sky just got dark, the palace lanterns were lit.

Shanhu held a lantern, Meixiang helped Sheng Xiyan out of Guanju Palace, and paid tribute to Concubine Shen on the bluestone road.

Draw a circle and burn paper money.

"Sister Shen, I'm sorry. I failed to live up to your trust and was unable to raise Yu Qing.

The emperor gave Yuqing to Concubine Shu to raise. Although Concubine Shu's character is not very good, she should take good care of Yuqing for the sake of her status.

Don't worry, I will do my best to take care of Yu Qing and prevent him from getting hurt."

"My lady, it's late, let's go back."

Sheng Xiyan prayed for a while, "Sister Shen, rest in peace."

The master and his servants entered the main hall. Someone from the side hall stuck their heads out and Dun Guiyuan said, "Sheng Xiyan, just wait and see how I'm going to complain!"

"My Lord, what are you going to do?"

Dun Guiyuan walked out of the side hall and said, "Of course, she's going to tell the emperor that she's paying tribute to the deceased!"

"Old friend? But the one that Consort Chen was offering sacrifices to was Concubine Shen."

Dun Guiyuan hit her head, "Stupid thing."

"Oh, oh, I see. My lady is really clever. Concubine Chen is commemorating the deceased General Qi, right?"

"That's right. Let me tell you, the means aren't important; the result is what matters. I must bring Sheng Xiyan down. Why is her position higher than mine? Does she deserve it?!"

As Dun Guiyuan walked towards the Yangxin Palace, she shouted indignantly. The palace maid pulled her back, "My lady, the royal carriage!"

"That's great! It will be even more conclusive evidence if the Emperor sees it with his own eyes!

Your Majesty! Your Majesty! "

Dun Guiyuan took small steps and ran towards the oncoming imperial carriage, gently waving a round fan in her hand.

The imperial carriage stopped outside the Guanju Palace, and she grabbed Xuan Ling's sleeve.

The emperor said coldly: "Speak properly and stand up straight."

He pulled away her hand that was clutching her sleeve and went straight to the main hall.

"Your Majesty, I saw Sheng Xiyan secretly paying tribute to her late husband. Look, she was right by the roadside."

She pointed to the ashes of paper money blown by the wind on the roadside.

"What did you just say?" Xuan Ling asked sinisterly.

"My concubine, I heard that Sheng Xiyan went to the roadside to pay tribute to her late husband. The evidence is solid..."

"Pa!" The emperor raised his hand and slapped Dun Guiyuan hard on the face with such force that she staggered.

She knelt hurriedly on the ground, covering her face and crying, "Your Majesty, what I said is the truth."

"Shut up! Concubine Chen is now higher in rank than you, why are you calling her by her name?

Also, Sheng Xiyan would never do such a stupid thing. If you dare to spread rumors again, you will be sent to the cold palace!"

After scolding, Xuan Ling walked forward and saw the ashes of paper money on the roadside, but did not go forward.

The door to the main hall was open, and he strode in, followed by seven or eight guards for protection.

"Father! Father!"

Jiang Jiang was swinging on the swing with his Chow Chow in his arms, and saw him excitedly stand up from the swing board.

Xuan Ling came to him, grabbed the rope and carried him down, "It's dark now, be careful."

Jiang Jiang said with a proud smile: "Father, I am now better at swinging than mother!"

Xuan Ling felt the sweat on his head and took the handkerchief to wipe it.

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