I remembered what Sheng Xiyan said that day, "The emperor's appearance is unparalleled in the world."

The emperor looked at the portrait and put it aside, wondering, "If that's the case, why aren't you attracted to me?"

If he had not chased the sika deer in the woods in the western suburbs three years ago, but had gone to see her instead, would things have been different?

The charming look of a beautiful woman shedding tears emerged in my mind, "You deserve to cry, your jade-like face is lonely and tearful, a pear blossom is wet with spring rain."

He shouldn't be tempted. As an emperor who is in charge of all the affairs of state, women are just tools for him to have fun during his busy political life and leisure time. How can he like them?

Xuan Ling analyzed that he initially sympathized with Sheng Xiyan because of Qi Yan, but later he was attracted to her simply because he felt that she had some unique looks that were different from the women in the palace.

He is an emperor, and coldness and majesty are his nature.

"That's all."

He put the portrait back into the box, placed it on the gold-threaded rosewood low table, and lay down on the jade pillow.

But my brain couldn't help but think, what would it feel like to sleep with Sheng Xiyan in my arms?

She is his concubine, why can't he hold her while sleeping?

Xuan Ling stood up. Since she was allowed into the palace, why couldn't she sleep with him? That was her duty.

Eunuch Fu had heard no movement in the hall, so he came in to blow the butter lamps, only to see the emperor sitting upright with his brows furrowed.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? If you can't sleep, would you like to turn over the green card? Or ask one of the empresses to entertain you? Talking would be helpful."

Suddenly, a palace servant outside the palace came in and reported: "Your Majesty, Miss Shen is not feeling well, I would like you to come over and see her."

Xuan Ling asked, "Which Miss Shen?"

“Miss Shen Wanrong.”

Eunuch Fu said, "Is the fetus disturbed? Your Majesty, do you want to go? Miss Shen has now moved to the side hall of Zhaochun Palace."

Isn’t Zhaochun Hall next to Chuxiu Palace?

Xuan Ling got off the dragon bed and said, "I'll go see her."

After a cup of tea, the imperial carriage passed by the wall of the side hall of Chuxiu Palace. Xuan Ling couldn't help but look inside, as if he wanted to see through the wall.

It was already late at this time. The child was asleep and Sheng Xiyan must have been asleep too. What was he expecting?