Xuan Ling held her temples with her hands, and Sheng Xiyan asked nervously, "Your Majesty, do you have a headache? I will massage it for you."

"Don't touch me." He turned his head away coldly.

She climbed up and lay at his chin.

Rubbing against his chest, looking up at him from time to time,

Snow-white cheeks, thin eyebrows, and eyes as clear as water.

Her hair was long and black, reaching her waist. It was dark brown and shiny like top-grade silk, soft and exuding an alluring fragrance.

Hair was scattered all over his body, sticking to his sweaty skin.

She said with grievance:

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time since you called me darling...

I feel empty inside."

Xuan Ling turned away with a face that was gloomy and depressed.

"Baby will never make the emperor sad again. The emperor will not be angry, okay?"

She spoke softly, raising her hand to place it on his temple, massaging it gently with her fingertips.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, she climbed up and pressed her whole body against him.

It exudes the body fragrance of tuberose, which is soft, fragrant and alluring.

Xuan Ling closed his eyes, not daring to look at Ruyu's graceful figure anymore.

He was absolutely obsessed with her.

Her fingertips gently massaged his scalp, just like the first time in the Yangxin Palace, he felt as if he was surrounded by warm and charming clouds.

The next morning, Sheng Xiyan didn't know when Xuan Ling left.

The harem was in turmoil again. Didn’t the emperor drive Concubine Chen out of the Yangxin Palace?

I originally thought that she must have fallen out of favor, so why did the emperor go to Guanju Palace to sleep again last night?

When will this witch be able to get out of the palace?

If that happens, the six palaces will definitely set off firecrackers and line the streets to see him off.

That day, at noon, in the Yangxin Palace.

The commander of the Jinwu Army sent in an urgent document that traveled eight hundred miles.

Xuan Ling was overjoyed after reading it.

"General Dun and the Second Lieutenant have captured Li Feng through internal and external collaboration. The border is finally safe."

He felt relieved, and the things he had been worrying about for many days were finally settled.

He quickly picked up the imperial pen and wrote an imperial edict.

"General Dun was promoted to general, to guard the border, and Second Lieutenant Liu Xiao was promoted to lieutenant...

In addition, I hereby declare that Dun Zhaoyuan is promoted to Consort Dun, and the Empress will arrange the rewards."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Two days later, at five o'clock in the morning.

The layers of palaces opened slowly like the gates to heaven.

The ministers, dressed in luxurious official robes and cloud boots, filed into the court.

In the Golden Palace.

Emperor Xuanwu walked into the hall. He was wearing a dragon robe embroidered with gold dragons and a crown inlaid with gems on his head.

He walks calmly, has a handsome face, and there is an unquestionable authority between his brows.

Sitting on the throne, his slender fingers brushed across the armrests of the dragon chair.

All the court officials knelt and kowtowed, "Long live the emperor."

"Everyone, please stand up."

Eunuch Fu shouted, "Summon General Qi into the palace."

Qi Yan was wearing a purple official robe and a black gauze hat.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was thin, but his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes were full of energy.

Holding a tablet in hand, he walked with high spirits, came before the emperor, knelt down and said:

"Your humble servant greets His Majesty at the banquet. Long live His Majesty."

Xuan Ling said majestically:

"Qi Yan bravely sacrificed his life to protect the rear troops during the battle of Shatuo against the Canlang Kingdom three years ago.

After escaping from death, he discovered that Li Feng was colluding with treason.

After returning to the capital, he risked his life to eliminate the spies in the capital."

The prefect Zhang and the Nine Gates Commander Liu came out.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhang and I have discovered five candle workshops involved in treason and have completely cut off the spies' contact networks. Here is the list."

Eunuch Fu took the list and presented it to Xuan Ling.

After seeing this, Xuan Ling's dragon brows and phoenix eyes relaxed.

"Thank you for your hard work, my dear ministers. You have done a great job. Spies are everywhere, not just from the Canlang Kingdom. You must strictly check all merchants and refugees entering the capital."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xuan Ling put down the list and continued:

"Qi Yan is brave and fearless in defending our country, and I am pleased.

For his three consecutive meritorious deeds, I now confer upon him the title of Marquis of Wu'an, and grant him a mansion and a thousand acres of fertile land."

Qi Yan kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, I will serve you with all my heart and soul, and I swear to be loyal to you till death. Long live the emperor."

"Qi Yan, I value you and hope you will achieve more success. Get up."

The king and his minister looked into each other's eyes, showing a tacit understanding and no suspicion between them.

After the morning court session, in Baohe Hall.

Xuan Ling took Qi Yan in.

Qi Yan took off Xuan Ling's yellow crown and dragon robe, just like he did when they were study companions.

Xuan Ling used the Black Dragon Heart-Picking attack, and after Qi Yan dodged, he also punched.

The thunderous sound of the blows echoed throughout the spacious hall, and the two figures quickly circled around each other.

The two fought fiercely, with each going back and forth in a thrilling fight between dragons and tigers.

Xuan Ling pushed Qi Yan down and punched him.

"Do you know how worried I was about you? You disappeared for three years, and I missed you for three years! Even after you came back, you still didn't make me worry!"

Qi Yan grabbed his arm.

"Your Majesty, I have caused Your Majesty to worry, and it is my fault.

It is because of your Majesty's care and protection that I was able to escape death."

Xuan Ling shook off his hand and stood up, beads of sweat dripping from his temples. He took the handkerchief presented by the palace maid and wiped his sweat.

"I haven't felt this good in a long time. Commander Xue, that dog slave, always pretends to fall down every time he fights me. It's so boring."

Qi Yan was also sweating profusely and took out a silk handkerchief from his arms.

Xuan Ling saw at a glance that it was a pink and purple silk handkerchief and snatched it away.

Looking closely, I saw an ugly thing embroidered on one corner of the handkerchief that looked more like a crippled cat than a tiger.

There is no doubt that this was embroidered by Sheng Xiyan!

Qi Yan touched his head and said tremblingly, "This was embroidered by Ah Yan in the past. She is not a good embroiderer."

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