Minpin's fingers plucked the strings of the zither quickly, and the sound became more and more rapid.

Sheng Xiyan raised her legs high and transformed into a powerful dance pose.

It gave rise to a feeling of joy and excitement of prosperity, peace and tranquility in the country.

Xuan Ling noticed the sweat on her forehead and was about to call for a stop when he saw Sheng Xiyan fall limply onto the white marble floor.

"Yan Yan!"

Xuan Ling stood up from the couch and came to her like lightning.

Sheng Xiyan's face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Weakly leaning into his arms,

"Your Majesty, I have no strength left and feel very uncomfortable."

Xuan Ling frowned, picked her up and walked quickly into the back hall.

It feels light and airy, and the weight is not as heavy as before, it has been reduced a lot.

Empress Duan cast a cold glance at the chrysanthemum and lotus seed cake on the table and walked out of the Yangxin Palace.

Concubine Min followed him away holding the pipa.

She said anxiously, "Am I playing too fast and making Sister Chenfei unable to keep up?"

Empress Duan said, "No matter how well you play, she can faint. Aren't you and her good sisters? Did you see clearly?"

Concubine Min was disappointed that she was brought to Empress Duan today, but she still had no chance to be favored.

She knelt down quickly and said, "The only one I can rely on in the palace is the Empress."

Empress Duan boarded the Phoenix Sedan and waved her hand, saying, "Go back. I'll think of you when I have the chance."

"Thank you, Madam."

In the back hall of the Yangxin Palace, Xuan Ling had just placed Sheng Xiyan on the dragon couch when she rolled over and hugged him.

She begged in a delicate voice, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry, okay?"

Xuan Ling's dark eyes explored her deeply.

I pried her arms apart and tried to get up, but she wouldn't let go.

"Sheng Xiyan, I don't want to see you. Go back after you have rested."

"I'm here to apologize, I won't go back."

She hugged him tighter, pressing her whole body against him, and the warmth of their bodies seeped into each other through the fabric of their clothes.

"release!"

"Don't let go!"

After all, he was stronger, and after a few struggles and tugs, he finally pried her wrist open.

As soon as he stood up, Sheng Xiyan jumped up and lay on his back, clinging to him tightly like a big gecko pouncing on its prey.

Xuan Ling turned around to shake her off.

“It hurts, it hurts… wuwuwu…”

Xuan Ling's heart softened. He took two steps back and sat on the dragon couch. He turned around and saw a tearful face.

A pair of snow-white wrists were pinched red by him.

You asked for it.

He stared at her coldly.

His face was full of disdain and he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Sheng Xiyan touched her legs and said with a pout:

"I haven't danced for a long time. When I was lifting my legs high just now, I pulled a tendon and it hurts so much...

I just wanted to please the Emperor, but I didn't expect to cause his dislike. I am guilty...

I know that I am just a parrot, I can't do anything right, and I am impulsive, causing the emperor to be talked about.

I'd rather die....wuwuwu....wuwuwu..."

As she spoke, she shed crystal clear pearl tears, which kept falling.

The sweat on the forehead soaked the fetal hair,

Xuan Ling's heart, as hard as a rock, softened. Because of love, he felt sorry for her and pitied her.

“What are you doing here?

Do you think I can calm down like this?"

Sheng Xiyan snuggled into his arms obediently, caressing his chest with her little hands.

He said:

"I just want to do my best to make His Majesty smile. Does His Majesty expect me to make a mistake and not admit it?"

As she spoke, she raised her head, pushed herself upwards, and gently placed her red lips on his Adam's apple.

Xuan Ling trembled, and could not escape Sheng Xiyan's perception. She knew best where he was most sensitive.

"Actually, Xiyan misses the emperor, Xuanlang, and her husband so much..."

The white and tender hands went around his side and slid across his back.

Raising my head, my eyes are filled with spring water, full of ripples,

It was like looking up at the sea of ​​stars, or looking up at the Buddha who could save her.

Emperor Xuanwu has deep eyes and a gaze as sharp as a torch, and can see into people's hearts.

There was an unconcealable love in her eyes, rippling and beautiful.

Sheng Xiyan's eyes gradually became moist. She didn't dare to look at him anymore and put her face against his neck.

She was attached to him, just like a wandering child who had found his spiritual home.

I want to be one of his ribs and stay with him all the time.

I was also afraid of him, afraid that he would see through my clumsy little thoughts.

Xuan Ling raised his slender arms and slowly hugged her. The embrace became tighter and tighter, just like his feelings for her.

From the shallow ripples at first sight to becoming more and more mellow.

The crook of her neck felt wet and greasy; it was her tears.

His large hands gently pinched the back of her neck to comfort her.

I hugged her and let her cry for a while.

He held her in his arms and slowly laid her down on the dragon couch.

He gently kissed the tears on her long eyelashes and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

He kissed her forehead, both cheeks, the tip of her nose, her chin, and finally her beautiful lips.

Yanyan, I love you, I love you with love, tenderness and desire.

Sheng Xiyan frowned with tears in her peach blossom eyes and moaned softly:

"Your Majesty has not yet tasted the chrysanthemum cake I made..."

Holding the soft and white earlobe.

Xuan Ling said hoarsely, "No hurry, wait till you get tired and have dinner brought in."

"Um....."

"Where did you get hurt while dancing? I'll give it to Rourou."

“…”

In the prison, it was dinner time.

A palace servant squatted down, took out some food from the food box, and then left.

Qi Yan got up from the wooden bed and touched the wounds all over his body that had not yet healed.

There is a plate of braised pork, a plate of buns, and a plate of vegetables.

He didn't touch the vegetables and meat, always feeling that the buns seemed to have some implications.

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