"Uh, using a menstrual belt..."

Sheng Xiyan frowned and grumbled nonsense: "It's in front... Uh, Your Majesty, I feel dizzy and really want to sleep."

Xuan Ling took back his warm palm and said, "Okay, go to sleep. I will hold you in my arms."

He stood up and pulled the silk quilt, then said, "Huh? Yanyan, why don't I smell blood?"

Do you think you have a dog's nose and can smell menstrual fluid?

Sheng Xiyan closed her eyes guiltily and pretended to be asleep.

She felt the emperor lift the quilt again and move closer to her waist, poking and exploring for a while.

Sheng Xiyan broke out in a cold sweat. It could be said that Emperor Xuanwu was the most difficult person to deal with and the hardest to fool she had ever met in her life.

That night, his big palms were placed on her lower belly, feeling warm. Although she didn't have her period, it was still quite comfortable.

Early the next morning, Jiang Jiang came running in.

Pinching Xuan Ling's nose, "Father! Wake up!"

"Shh." Xuan Ling pulled his numb arm out from under Sheng Xiyan's neck and covered her with the quilt again.

"Let's talk outside."

"Um."

The father and son tiptoed out of the inner hall. Sheng Xiyan turned around and

"Am I going too far? Lying is wrong, but white lies are a last resort..."

No matter what, knowing that she is having her menstrual period, the emperor will probably stay away from Guanju Palace for a few days. He will just hide for as long as he can.

After lunch, in the west warm room.

Xuan Ling admired the newly acquired Ru kiln in the hall.

"Your Majesty, please look! These Ru kiln porcelains are distinguished by their ice crackle pattern, incense-gray body, and sesame-shaped nails. They are top-grade and have considerable collection value."

Xuan Ling was appreciating a Ru kiln celadon glaze dish in his hand.

"Yes, the foot-wrapped stilts are elegant and refreshing, with a light and subtle beauty."

The second time I met Sheng Xiyan was at the Grand Hyatt Inn.

That day, she wore a dress as blue as the sky after rain, without any decoration, and she was as beautiful as a lotus flower emerging from the water.

She wears no makeup, but has a delicate and beautiful charm.

Xuan Ling admired several other treasures.

I picked up the Ru kiln celadon glaze dish again and couldn't let it go. I used the imperial brush to write on the edge of the dish.

"Come here, take this to Zhaoyi."

Eunuch Fu took it with both hands and waited until the ink dried before carefully putting it into a velvet brocade box.

After one stick of incense, we arrived at Guanju Palace.

Sheng Xiyan opened the brocade box and took out a Ru kiln celadon glaze dish.

She asked happily, "Is this a gift from the Emperor?"

"Yes, Madam, among today's treasures this is the one that the Emperor is most pleased with, and he has not delayed in having his servant bring it to you for your appreciation."

Sheng Xiyan read Xuanling's imperial calligraphy,

"After the rain, the sky becomes blue and the clouds break apart. This color will be the future."

Xuan Ling used this sentence to express his expectations for their future.

Sheng Xiyan remembered that she had not worn any colorful dresses in the year after Qi Yan passed away.

It was not until she was almost one year old that she changed into a dress that looked like the sunny day after the rain to say goodbye to the past.

Sheng Xiyan placed the Ru kiln celadon glaze plate on the rosewood ornaments in the hall.

"Prepare the fish head, fish tail, and ginger. I am going to make a famous dish."

She walked out of the palace and picked a handful of peppercorns in the yard.

"Meixiang, you and Shanhu should pick all the peppercorns and put them away."

Sichuan peppercorns are a precious spice worth a fortune. For a period of time, the imperial court used them as salaries for its officials.

That day, Emperor Xuanwu was so favored by the emperor that he spent a lot of peppercorns to paint the walls. Emperor Xuanwu was indeed loyal and generous.

If someone is nice to you, you should be nice to them too.

Sheng Xiyan was busy in the small kitchen, and Meixiang, who was a good cook, helped her.

Fish soup is made with fish head, fish tail and ginger, and a little pepper powder is sprinkled on it before serving.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor will surely like it. I will send it to the Yangxin Palace while it's still hot."

"I just want peace of mind." Sheng Xiyan comforted herself.

After a while, it was time for Xuan Ling to enjoy his daily afternoon tea.

Eunuch Fu said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Concubine Zhaoyi sent a spicy fish soup, saying you would definitely like it."

Xuan Ling took a few bites of the lotus crisps and felt greasy in his mouth. When he heard the word "spicy", he was delighted.

"Let me try it."

I took a spoonful with a jade spoon and put it into my mouth, and my taste buds were immediately awakened.

"It's spicy but not too spicy, fresh and healthy. Very good. Ask Zhang, the head steward of the imperial kitchen, to come and learn from me. Don't always make the same old three dishes. I've long been tired of them."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Seeing the emperor so happy, Eunuch Fu praised him, "Empress Consort Chen is really amazing. There's nothing she can't do."

Xuan Ling said proudly, "Nonsense, how could someone I like at first sight not be excellent?"

"Yes, the Emperor has a keen eye and is wise and powerful."

Xuan Ling thought that he was too reserved at the beginning. He should have brought Sheng Xiyan into the palace after their first meeting.

But at that time he didn't know that love could be so wonderful and she could be so charming.

Xuan Ling was sweating after eating the spicy fish soup. His heart was pounding and he had no place to put it. He glanced at the memorial on the dragon case and tried to endure it. He would go to Guanju Palace after he finished dealing with it.

After sitting down, an idea suddenly occurred to me.

What does a menstrual belt for Guishui look like? Is it comfortable for Yanyan to use?

Out of curiosity, he cleared his throat and ordered, "Go find a menstrual belt."

"Ah? Your Majesty..."

Eunuch Fu opened his mouth wide, thinking he had misheard. Didn’t he just finish eating fish soup? Why did he turn to here?

The scowled man said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty, I don't have this thing. Oh, yes, I'll go find Aunt Ming."

"Stupid slave."

Xuan Ling picked up the memorial and opened it to read.

After a while, Aunt Ming came with a plate with several brand new menstrual belts on it.

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