Seeing that Emperor Xuanwu seemed displeased, Concubine Xian quickly pondered in her mind that it must be because the answer to the question just now did not meet the emperor's expectations.

He began to flatter her, saying, "The Emperor has worked diligently to govern the country, bringing peace to the four seas and bringing peace to the country, which has enabled the people to live a stable life..."

In an instant, a woman's laughter was heard outside the courtyard wall.

Xuan Ling didn't care at first, but he heard a familiar voice. This laughter sounded a bit like Sheng Xiyan's voice?

Turning around again, I saw seven or eight objects smaller than Kongming lanterns flying above the courtyard wall.

The darkness is so elegant and romantic that even the stars in the sky are ashamed of themselves.

The light inside is flickering, are they fireflies?

Xuan Ling stood up and wondered, if they were not Kongming lanterns, how could seven or eight firefly gauze bags fly into the sky?

What’s even more amazing is that the flying trajectory of these firefly gauze bags is different from that of Kongming lanterns, which fly slowly upwards. Instead, they fly in circles.

A woman's sweet laughter and a child's laughter came from outside the courtyard wall.

Concubine Xian was so anxious that she was sweating. She couldn't let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sleep with the emperor be snatched away.

Just as she opened her mouth, she said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. May I help you into the palace?"

Xuan Ling looked at the flying firefly gauze bag, trying to understand why this was happening.

A smile bloomed on Junmei's face, "Excellent!"

As he was about to leave, Concubine Xian grabbed his sleeve.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "Your Majesty, I will sleep with you tonight."

"I'll let the Queen inform you another day."

Xuan Ling strode out of Yuhua Pavilion, unable to wait to see Sheng Xiyan and Jiang Jiang.

There was laughter and joy on the grass of the Meiyuan Garden next to the Yuhua Pavilion.

Sheng Xiyan wore a moon-white dress with a thin layer of golden gauze on the outside. Crape myrtles were in full bloom on the hem of her wide coat.

She stood on tiptoe in her gilded jewel shoes, her skirt fluttering, and she held a silk fan in her hand to catch the fireflies flying in the air.

The golden hairpin with flying phoenix on her head made a tinkling sound as she moved with her lotus steps.

"Mother, the owl is flying so high!"

Jiang Jiang jumped excitedly, turned around and saw Xuan Ling, running towards him shouting.

"Father! Father!"

Xuan Ling picked up Jiang Jiang and slowly walked towards Sheng Xiyan.

Her three thousand strands of black hair were simply tied up, and a teardrop-shaped purple gem hung in front of her smooth and full forehead, sparkling and embellishing her hair perfectly.

The jade bracelet on her wrist sets off her snow-white skin. She has a calm expression, as if she is a fairy who is not of this world. The corner of her mouth is curled with a smile as ethereal as fireworks.

"Your Majesty, your concubine, pays homage."

You look so young, why are you acting so distant? Are you not familiar with me?

Xuan Ling stared at her with deep eyes, unable to hide his love.

"How did Yanyan come up with the brilliant idea of ​​using an owl to carry a firefly gauze lantern into the sky?"

Jiang Jiang clapped his hands and said, "Half of the credit goes to me!"

Xuan Ling saw that Sheng Xiyan didn't want to pay attention to him, "Then I'll tell my father about it."

Jiang Jiang grinned, revealing a few new teeth.

“My mother asked how to take the firefly yarn bag up to the sky, and I thought of an owl.

I secretly told my father, "I've known for a long time that this owl is always on the camphor tree outside Guanju Palace! Ask the guards to help catch it."

Xuan Ling pinched Sheng Xiyan's cheeks.

"Both babies are very smart."

The faint red on the beauty's cheeks creates a delicate and lovely look.

Xuan Ling looked at Sheng Xiyan and recited a poem:

"Silver candlelight in autumn shines coldly on the painting screen,

A light silk fan catches fireflies.

The sky is as cool as water at night.

Sit and watch the Altair and Vega stars."

Put Jiang Jiang down and said, "Go play."

Without saying a word, he picked up Sheng Xiyan by the waist.

The little girl ignored him, so he had to take her away by force.

"Your Majesty, put me down!"

Xuan Ling asked as he walked, "Why?"

"It is Consort Xian who will sleep with you tonight."

Xuan Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, and his row of neat, white teeth sparkled in the night, brighter than an owl's eyes.

"I have changed my mind. I will let Consort Chen sleep with me tonight."

He carried her to the imperial carriage outside the Yuhua Pavilion, but he didn't expect that Concubine Xian had been waiting there.

Seeing Emperor Xuanwu holding Sheng Xiyan in front of him, he didn't dare to show his unhappiness.

"So it turns out that the ingenious method of letting fireflies ascend to heaven was invented by Empress Zhaoyi. I admire you so much."

Xuan Ling carried Sheng Xiyan to the imperial carriage and said, "I will have someone deliver the reward tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Fu shouted, "Get up and go to Guanju Palace."

The imperial carriage was lifted up, and Concubine Xian bowed and saluted, "Respectfully farewell, Your Majesty."

Until the imperial carriage disappeared, she stamped her feet in anger.

"Everyone says Concubine Chen is very capable, but I never thought she would use such a despicable method to win favor.

I've been in the palace for two years, and finally got the chance to sleep with you thanks to my real ability, but she snatched it away from me!"

"Don't cry, my lady. There is still a chance."

The palace maid helped Concubine Xian, who was in tears, back to Yuhua Pavilion.

On the imperial carriage.

The delicate and soft girl was placed on his lap and held in his arms.

"Isn't the Emperor a saint? Why would he go back on his word?"

Xuan Ling lowered his head and pretended to kiss her. As Sheng Xiyan just closed her eyes, he raised his head again and didn't kiss her.

"Yanyan, when did I ever say I was a saint?"

I heard her snort in anger.

His bony hand lifted her chin and she met his gaze.

"Yanyan, you smell so good."

Xuan Ling lowered his head and approached her tender lips. Sheng Xiyan only felt a burning breath and suddenly closed her eyes, but heard laughter.

Playing tricks on me!

She opened her peach blossom eyes and turned her head away with resentment.

Eunuch Fu was standing nearby, walking with his head bent, and secretly saw that our emperor was biting Concubine Zhaoyi's ear.

Wasn't that voice tinged with honey? It lacked the dignity of an emperor.

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