A Yan, is it really true that we can’t go back?

If I could, I would give everything to get you back.

Sheng Xiyan got on the ceremonial procession, her heart pounding wildly because of the jog.

Hua Xia hesitated, wondering whether she should tell the Empress that the Emperor had been outside the door.

Tell her so that she can be mentally prepared.

It’s better not to do that, as that will only put more pressure on the Empress.

It was already dark by this time, and the ceremonial procession had arrived at the gate of Guanju Palace.

The two were stunned that the imperial carriage was actually here.

Hua Xia has to say,

"Your Majesty, you were at the Imperial Hospital just now, but the Emperor was actually standing at the door the whole time."

Sheng Xiyan was so frightened that she walked in slowly with shaking legs.

The hall was brightly lit, but she was terrified.

She lifted her skirt, went up the steps and walked into the palace.

Xuan Ling sat on the armchair.

He stared at her gloomily with his eyes wide open, gnashing his teeth and saying:

"I've been waiting for a long time. Are you still reluctant to leave?"

Sheng Xiyan clenched her hands and walked in front of him.

As soon as her hand touched his shoulder, he pushed her hand away with all his strength.

"Your hand just touched another man, and now it's touching me again. Don't you feel disgusted?"

Meixiang brought a white glazed porcelain basin and placed it on the table.

Xuan Ling stood up, grabbed Sheng Xiyan's hand and put it into the water. He held her small hand with his big hand and scrubbed it vigorously until both of their hands turned red and painful.

Her tears rolled down and she dared not make a sound.

After washing his hands for a long time, he picked her up and walked straight into the inner hall.

"Bang!" He threw her onto the bed without mercy.

He pressed her under him and tore off her outer garment.

The jeweled jade belt around his waist hurt her delicate skin. She moved to the side, but he held her tightly.

There was a half-black, half-red rage in the phoenix's eyes, as if it could burn the two of them together in the next moment.

"Xuan Lang, I'm so scared when you do this."

Xuan Ling's face was evil and sarcastic. He stood up, took off his jade belt and robe.

Long fingers stroked her face,

"You remember everything about him so clearly, so romantically. I'm deeply moved just listening to it."

The next moment, he held it tightly.

From dinner till midnight, she was up and down, manipulated.

He devoured and possessed tirelessly.

“Doesn’t it hurt?

Why don’t you cry out in pain?

I know, because you are guilty."

The big hand clamped her jaw, as if torturing a whimpering little animal.

"Your Majesty...I will never see Qi Yan again...Can you please stop being angry?"

Xuan Ling picked her up and leaned her against the head of the bed.

Beads of sweat were dripping down his muscular chest.

The black hair is wet at the temples.

"Sheng Xiyan, it's clear in your eyes that you still want to rekindle your relationship with Qi Yan. You can't lie to me."

Sheng Xiyan moved forward to hook his neck,

"No, I didn't think so. Your Majesty, please don't wrongly accuse me... Wuuwuwu..."

The delicate and graceful white body, with a beautiful and charming face like a pear blossom in the rain,

If it were an ordinary day, he would be so distressed that he would be in a hurry to comfort her.

But at this moment, just wanting to rub her hard and torture her still couldn't ease his heartache.

Jealousy and envy are the nature of lovers.

He held her in his arms.

"No? Sheng Xiyan, answer me, at this moment, right now, who do you love?"

Sheng Xiyan moaned softly,

"Love Your Majesty..."

He pushed her away.

"Liar, you still love him!"

Sheng Xiyan wanted to lean on him weakly.

"I love Your Majesty and will not lie to Him...嘤嘤嘤..."

He held her tightly, and said with a broken heart:

"You don't have to coax me anymore, I don't believe it."

"Then what will it take for the Emperor to believe it? This is where you were shot. Why didn't you kill me with that arrow?"

The scar on her chest was evidence of his first encounter with her.

Xuan Ling had a splitting headache. Why didn't he go to see her that day, but instead went to chase the sika deer?