Hua Xia hurriedly ordered, "Xiao Zhuozi, go guard the door and don't let anyone in."

Xiao Zhuozi glanced at the palace servant who lowered her head, and wondered, "Who is this?"

Looking at Hua Xia's expression, she seemed very panicked and the matter was of great importance, so she hurried to the gate to guard it.

"My Lord, why are you here? ...The Queen fell asleep after taking the painkillers and tranquilizers."

The pair of starry eyes under the palace lady's hat belonged to Qi Yan.

"I'll go see her."

Hua Xia led him into the hall and immediately closed the door.

Meixiang came out of the small kitchen and was about to ask,

"Shh." Hua Xia paced nervously.

There was a faint medicinal aroma in the pink grape glass incense burner in the hall. Qi Yan could smell the fragrance of angelica, sandalwood, and magnolia.

At that time, he was training in the army and often had redness, swelling and bruises on his body. Sheng Xiyan made this incense to treat him.

He walked straight to the golden nanmu bed in the inner hall.

Gently draw aside the veil,

The beauty was sleeping peacefully like a lotus, her silky black hair piled on both sides of her snow-white neck, and a hint of sadness hidden between her brows.

Qi Yan raised his hand and placed it on Sheng Xiyan's hair, stroking it gently.

Her hair was still so soft, making his fingers and palms seem too rough in contrast.

Sweet memories from the past come to mind.

He washed her hair and, under her guidance, conditioned it with jasmine oil.

Sheng Xiyan leaned on his legs,

"Jasmine can promote hair growth. When I add sandalwood to my scalp and massage it, I can grow a lot of hair."

He massaged her hair and said with a smile, "Ayan, your hair is already beautiful. It would be so tiring to put it in a bun again."

Sheng Xiyan smiled and said, "Do you know why a woman with a bun is called a jiaohuan?"

"I don't know. Tell your husband about it."

"The beauty of long hair represents the beauty of women. The more hair there is, the more fluffy it is like a cloud, which can make the face look delicate and exquisite."

He bent down and kissed her delicate face.

"Ayan, you are already charming enough. If you were any more beautiful, I'm afraid I wouldn't be willing to let you go out."

"Are you afraid that I'll be snatched away?"

"I'm very scared, very scared."

"What if someone really robbed it?"

"Then I will risk my life to get you back."

Sheng Xiyan raised her head and kissed him.

"Ayan, we are in a peaceful and prosperous age now. No one dares to rob a woman. Besides, don't we have the Emperor protecting us?"

Qi Yan smiled and said, "That's right."

Sheng Xiyan's face was full of admiration:

"My successful marriage to you is entirely due to the Emperor's wisdom; he is our benefactor.

Tomorrow I will make some medicinal cakes, like the Eight Treasures Cake. Can you bring them to the palace for His Majesty to try?"

"With a virtuous wife at home, what more could a husband ask for? Ah Yan, marrying you is the greatest happiness in my life."

.......

Qi Yan's sharp eyebrows and bright eyes revealed a subtle light as he stared at his beloved woman.

He slowly stood up, approached Sheng Xiyan's forehead, and gave her a gentle kiss.

He took out a square brocade box from his bosom, which contained a flower ornament inlaid with gold leaves and gems, depicting a butterfly playing with flowers and plants.

After looking at it carefully for a while, he put it on Sheng Xiyan's forehead and hair.

Ayan, I hope you will like this gift.

He gently lifted the brocade quilt and carefully lifted up Xiangyun's long skirt.

Seeing the once snow-white knees now covered in red, blue and purple, my heart ached with pity.

Come close and blow gently.

Then massage gently with the palm of your hand.

His eyes never left the sleeping beauty.

He couldn't stay for too long. He wanted to capture her appearance in his eyes and in his heart to ease the pain of missing her.

A Yan, although I can't take you back to my side now, there will always be a chance.

I will always protect you until that day comes.

Suddenly, there was a hurried knock on the door outside the hall.

Frightened, Qi Yan quickly covered Sheng Xiyan with a brocade quilt and ran to the carved window to look outside.

I saw a tall and slender man in a robe entering the courtyard.

Half of his face was hidden in the night, like a heavy mountain that suddenly appeared, making people feel an oppressive feeling that made it difficult to breathe.

Hua Xia and Mei Xiang were trembling with nervousness. It was all over!

This is going to be a disaster!

"Your Majesty, may your majesty be blessed."

Xuan Ling glanced at the two of them suspiciously. It had been a long time since he came to Guanju Palace, and even the palace people had become extremely afraid of him.

Hua Xia opened the door and said calmly, "Your Majesty, the Queen fell asleep after taking the painkillers and tranquilizers."

He naturally knew it, which is why he came at this time.

Because he asked Wu Yuanpan to increase the dosage of the sedative medicine, it was enough to make Sheng Xiyan fall into a deep sleep.

Xuan Ling entered the hall, and his tall black shadow was cast on the mahogany floor inside the hall, like a mountain pressing down on him.

Hua Xia poked her head out of the hall and looked around. Hey, where did the Marquis hide?

Meixiang pulled Xiao Zhuozi into the ear room, closed the door and questioned him.

"What's wrong with you? You didn't even warn me! I'm done for now!"

Xiao Zhuozi said aggrievedly:

"How could I have imagined that the Emperor would come so suddenly?

"Eunuch Fu knocked on the palace door. I was just about to run in to tell you something when a guard came flying in, unlocked the door, and the Emperor came in so fast."

Meixiang was puzzled, "Why did the emperor come in like this? Is he afraid that the queen won't open the door?"

Inside the main hall, the butter lamps were dim.

Xuan Ling sat down beside the bed and saw the beauty with her dark hair disheveled, her breasts half exposed, her red lips slightly raised, and her bright eyes tightly closed.

Just as the saying goes, a wisp of morning mist shrouds the peonies, and a pool of autumn water soaks the lotus.

She looks very charming.

There was still the familiar fragrance in the bed, the fragrance did not fade away, but the person did not come.

He didn't want to come, but he had been anxious to see her from the night before to this night, so he finally came.

He reached out his hand, stroked her hair from her temples, and traced her forehead, eyebrows, nose bridge, cheeks, and finally stopped at her cherry lips.

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