Sheng Xiyan sniffed carefully and it seemed that there were medicinal herbs that could promote pregnancy.

"It's so bitter, I won't drink it."

She just wanted to refuse, but Xuan Ling picked it up and took a sip, then forcefully turned her head over and put the medicine into her lips.

He said sarcastically, "Why, once he comes back, you don't even want to have a child with me?"

"No, I am fine, I don't need any tonic."

“You must drink it, not a drop left.

You've been favored for so long, but you haven't conceived a child yet. Aren't you embarrassed?"

"Children's issues are not necessarily women's issues."

Xuan Ling lowered his voice and scolded,

"If I have a problem, where did those children come from?"

"It's also possible that you didn't have a problem before, but now you have a problem."

“How dare you!…”

The two of them stared at each other.

Xuan Ling held Sheng Xiyan's head and gave her the medicine in seven or eight gulps without spilling a drop.

Both of them had wounds on their mouths, and the hot medicine hurt, but they were trying to endure it.

Xuan Ling shook her off and said coldly, "Sheng Xiyan, you just need to obey and put away your little thoughts."

What am I thinking? A mean mind.

Let’s go quickly so I can catch up on some sleep.

But he said, "What are you standing there for? Let them help you wash and change your clothes, and then come with me to the morning court."

What? ! ! !

Sheng Xiyan pulled his sleeve,

"Isn't this inappropriate? How can a woman like me enter the Golden Palace? Your Majesty..."

"Don't touch me."

“…My hand…hurts…”

He pushed away one of her broken hands, causing Sheng Xiyan to burst into tears due to the pain.

Xuan Ling gritted his teeth.

He urged, "Hurry up, don't dawdle, you'll delay my court meeting."

Aunt Mingyue and two palace maids helped her wash.

Seeing Empress Chen Fei in tears and looking aggrieved,

Xuan Ling drank a cup of ginseng tea in the front hall, and seeing Sheng Xiyan dressed neatly, he came out reluctantly.

There was no hairpin or jewelry on her bun, it was completely bald.

"Where are the jewelry?"

Sheng Xiyan lowered her head and said, "Why should I wear jewelry when I'm serving someone?"

Upon hearing the sound, Aunt Mingyue brought out a red lacquer tray, on which were the hairpins and rings that Sheng Xiyan had left behind when she came to the Yangxin Palace to serve her.

Xuan Ling was not satisfied and felt that none of them were worthy of Sheng Xiyan.

"Ask the Decoration Bureau to come over at noon."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

I picked out a fancy hairpin with kingfisher feathers, pearl tassels, and a basin of pearls and gems to wear for myself.

"pain....."

Is this dragon giving me a hairpin or murdering me? It almost pierced my head.

Xuan Ling's grip was a little lighter, and he didn't forget to curse, "Squeamish!"

Sheng Xiyan followed the imperial carriage as a royal lady-in-waiting.

On normal days, if the whole palace were to pay respects at this time, they wouldn't have left the house yet.

If he hadn't greeted everyone in the palace, he must not have gotten up yet.

Either way is better than now.

After more than a year in the palace, his situation became increasingly miserable.

Xuan Ling glanced at her, looking hopeless. What was she thinking about? She must be thinking about Qi Yan.

Sheng Xiyan was depressed for a while, and really started to miss Qi Yan.

I wonder if A Yan has made any progress with the spy?

God bless him, and make sure everything goes well for him.

Xuan Ling saw her clasping her hands together and muttering something. That was right, she was definitely praying for Qi Yan!

You little girl, you are in Cao's camp but your heart is with Han, that's good enough.

After walking halfway through the palace, we finally arrived at the entrance of the Golden Throne Hall.

Sheng Xiyan looked up at the ninety-nine white marble steps rising high up, like a ladder to heaven.

Suddenly I understood my brother Sheng Jingheng's persistent pursuit.

Suddenly I understood Qi Yan's lofty ambition.

I thought that if she were a man, she would also take the imperial examination and wear official uniform to attend the morning court.

Talk about family and national affairs, and the suffering of the people.

Xuan Ling followed her gaze and taunted her in her ear:

"The harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs. You can't get in. Go to the back hall and make tea while I leave the court."

"promise."

Sheng Xiyan took two palace maids to the back hall.

Xuan Ling entered the Golden Palace from the Imperial Gate. For some reason, he felt particularly happy attending the morning court today.

Even the dragon throne is not so cold anymore.

In the back hall, on the bright yellow soft couch, Sheng Xiyan was preparing recipes for medicinal food and tea.

The palace maid said, "Your Majesty, your hands are not in good condition. Let me make tea."

"No need, I will come in person."

From the very beginning, her reverence for Emperor Xuanwu never changed. Even though she later developed a romantic relationship with him, she still served him personally and with all her heart.

The two-hour morning court session ended.

Xuan Ling entered the back hall and saw the black iron kettle bubbling on the stove, while the beauty next to him was napping on the gold-threaded rosewood low table.

Eunuch Fu wanted to call Sheng Xiyan, but Xuan Ling stopped him with a wave of his hand.

He sat on the Arhat chair in the distance.

Eunuch Fu carefully brought the teapot over and placed it on the table.

Pour it into a yellow-glazed teacup with dragon pattern and present it to Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling was reading several memorials in his hands.

The hall was so quiet that even the sound of turning papers was very gentle, for fear of waking up the sleeping person.

This nap was so sweet.

Sheng Xiyan woke up, thought of the teapot, and hurriedly looked at the stove. Hey, where is the teapot?

Turning around, I saw Xuan Ling concentrating on reading the report on the other side.

He quickly got off the couch, wiped the saliva from the corner of his lips and walked over.

He opened the lid of the teacup and added another one.

He waited by the side until the emperor finished reading the memorial.

"Your Majesty, the tea I prepared today can soothe autumn dryness..."

Xuan Ling stared at her for a long time and asked:

"You understand Qi Yan's ambitions and aspirations, but have you ever thought about my ideals?"

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