Sheng Xiyan drank the donkey-hide gelatin and black chicken soup without saying a word.

When she was about to get up, Hua Xia helped her put on embroidered shoes.

It was observed that the Empress wanted to choose clothes by herself and her mood was relatively stable.

In front of a row of rosewood wardrobes, all kinds of gorgeous dresses and colorful shoes are neatly hung.

Sheng Xiyan's hand gently brushed across, finally stopping in front of a pink hibiscus flower Su brocade outer suit.

Hua Xia quickly took it out and said with a smile, "Your Majesty will look great in this one. This one has been made but hasn't been worn yet."

At night, behind the screen, the air is filled with heat.

Hua Xia and Mei Xiang helped Sheng Xiyan take a bath.

Her face was covered with motherwort cream, which can invigorate blood circulation, help beautify the skin, and make the skin fair and rosy.

Meixiang applied pearl cream on her shoulders and arms.

Hua Xia used essential oil to condition her hair.

"My Lady, the hair oil you made this time smells so good. It doesn't smell like osmanthus, what could it be?"

Sheng Xiyan said softly, "Soak fresh osmanthus petals in sesame oil and seal them in a porcelain jar."

Meixiang smiled and said:

"Sister Hua Xia didn't see it, but Her Majesty instructed me to steam the osmanthus flower jar in water for half an hour. It's been there for ten days, right, Her Majesty?"

"Yes, you can use osmanthus flowers instead of sweet osmanthus flowers."

The two said in unison: "Our queen is amazing, she is as beautiful as a fairy and can do everything."

Sheng Xiyan leaned on the wooden basin, closed her eyelids and asked with a smile: "Are you two worried that I'm sad? You're so sweet."

Hua Xia used a hot and wet handkerchief to wipe off the motherwort cream on her face.

Her complexion immediately showed a good complexion as smooth as cream, and her skin was as delicate and tender as a peeled egg, with a faint pink luster.

"The servants are not worried. The queen is in a good mood."

Sheng Xiyan said calmly:

“When you can’t change it, you might as well accept it.

The Emperor has been very kind to me, and I should be grateful."

He's sometimes good, sometimes bad.

But I won't love while crying.

You are bad, what else can I love? Am I a despicable person?

Then let’s not talk about love. I will just treat you as the emperor and fulfill my duties as a monarch and a subject.

"But you still have to fight for your favor. Don't worry, I won't let you suffer."

There will be a crab feast tomorrow, and I can go and see the two new concubines who have entered the palace, and by the way, try to see how much of Xuan Ling's heart she still has.