Xuan Ling didn't understand why Sheng Xiyan insisted on having the baby herself. Pregnancy for ten months was obviously very painful, and childbirth was like going through the gates of hell. Wouldn't it be better to just sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor?

What he didn't know was that Sheng Xiyan not only wanted to have a child herself, but also wanted to monopolize him.

But she couldn't express these two thoughts in the palace.

Having children by yourself? It depends on the decision of the emperor. Whoever he wants to have children can have children. Those who disobey will be guilty of rebellion.

Dominating the emperor alone? As a concubine, having such an arrogant idea is against the palace rules. The first palace rule is that concubines in the harem shall not be jealous.

Sheng Xiyan cried helplessly. When she confidently implemented her plan to persuade Xuan Ling, she finally realized that it was all in vain.

I wanted to turn my heart to the bright moon, but it only shines on the ditch.

despair.

"Yanyan, stop crying."

Xuan Ling kissed the tears from her eyes, stroked her cheeks, and kissed her red lips...

Under the influence of alcohol, after Sheng Xiyan's anger, she wanted to be comforted and wanted to ask for something from him. Her head became more and more dizzy and she gradually lost consciousness.

"Yanyan, don't be angry..."

The wine made her whole body hot, and beneath her creamy snow-white skin, a layer of rouge pink appeared, making her even more seductive.

Xuan Ling couldn't help himself and wanted her.

"Yanyan, you must be missing me, that's why you're in a bad mood, right?"

He coaxed incoherently, and the gauze of the cicada's clothes fell on the palace carpet.

"Mmmmm.....Chirp.....Hmm~~~"

Xuan Ling bowed his head...

******

The fragrance, tenderness and beauty are comparable to those of flowers, which makes people intoxicated at the sight of them.

******

There is no incense burning in the incense burner today, but it is still warm and lingering, a kind of communication and fusion of souls.

Xuan Ling stood up. His fingers were long, white, with distinct joints, and shone with a faint silver glow in the light.

Gently stroked the wet hair on Sheng Xiyan's forehead.

He also gets the greatest satisfaction when he can make his loved one happy.

He said in a deep voice:

“Buddha said that love at first sight is actually due to deep love in a previous life.

Yanyan, in your previous life, you must have been the woman I deeply loved.

Only in this life will my soul recognize it."

A warm kiss fell on the sweaty forehead.

"Yanyan, this way, you won't be in danger of getting pregnant, and you can still be happy. How about we all do this in the future?"

Xuan Ling gently pinched the smooth and warm face,

"If you don't object, I'll take it as your agreement."

Sheng Xiyan hummed and mumbled with her red lips: "Xuanlang...hold me."

"Okay, I'll hold you."

Lying beside her, holding her in my arms, listening to her whispers,

"Hold me..."

"I know, you want to be hugged like this."

Xuan Ling got up, leaned against the nanmu headboard, put her on his lap, and held her in his arms as if he were a child, rocking her gently.

Sheng Xiyan didn't wake up until almost noon the next day.

Hua Xia came in and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I've already asked the Queen for leave. You can sleep as long as you want."

Sheng Xiyan tried hard to recall what happened last night and had some vague impressions.

He seems, it seems, that way of caring for people is too...

Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips, looking shy, and played with the golden mandarin ducks on the red tent with her delicate hands.

Although, although he really loved me with all his heart, he still did not compromise.

He would still sleep with other concubines.

He hurriedly asked, "Have the results of yesterday's exam been released? Who came in first?"