"My wife has her own considerations. We can't lose our loyalty, so let's not talk about it for now."

"That makes sense."

Tiewa glanced at the two of them. The female guard that the female doctor brought into the palace didn't look like a good person, so he had to keep a close eye on her.

Fortunately, there were three layers of guards inside and outside the Yangxin Palace, with no less than two thousand imperial guards and secret guards, so no one dared to assassinate him.

"Why does that black-faced, round-eyed thief always look at us?" Da Ci hugged her elbows and cursed inwardly.

The female whispered, "Sister, does he like you?"

The female immediately switched to a ladylike stance. "Really? He has good taste."

"Sister, secret guards cannot get married. You should give up on this idea."

The elder female slapped the younger female, "You always hurt people with your bad mouth, don't you think about it?"

At noon, Sheng Xiyan, wearing a gauze hat, directed two imperial doctors to pour several boiled herbal waters into a golden basin in the outer hall according to the proportions.

On the soft couch,

Xuan Ling lay flat on his back, and Sheng Xiyan soaked two gauze bags as big as small fists in hot herbal soup.

Then squeeze it until no water drips, take one in each hand and gently cover the emperor's eye sockets.

Warm air covered the area around his eye sockets, and the aroma of herbs filled his nostrils. Xuan Ling suddenly felt comfortable, and his mind relaxed a lot.

I secretly thought that this female doctor was quite capable.

Sheng Xiyan looked down at him. The man had lost all the flesh on his cheeks, and his Adam's apple was prominent and bony. He was much thinner than before.

While thinking, I scolded myself, feeling sorry for a man is the beginning of bad luck, don't be so self-indulgent!

Because he was too relaxed, Xuan Ling slept for an hour before waking up.

Like a lion that has lost its fighting power, it stands up alertly.

"Xiao Fuzi!"

Eunuch Fu was serving dinner outside the palace. Sheng Xiyan was dozing off beside him. He took a cloak and went to the couch to put it on him.

Helped him sit in front of the throne.

Aunt Mingyue brought ginseng tea.

Xuan Ling drank half a cup, fumbled around, opened the drawer of the dragon desk, and took out the yellow glazed pencil case.

Sheng Xiyan glanced behind him and thought, "Hey, why does he look familiar?"

In the yellow glazed pencil case, there is a Dragon Boat Festival love letter folded into a heart shape, a sachet, a heart knot, a pair of imperial green rings, a dozen medicine bags, and some dried tuberose flowers.

Xuan Ling's bony fingers stroked these objects one by one, picked up the sachet, and caressed the handful of red beans in his palm.

Sheng Xiyan recognized that these were the acacia beans that she asked Jiang Jiang to bring to Xuan Ling when they had a quarrel.

He actually kept all the things related to her.

Xuan Ling held the red beans in his palm, his dark eyes filled with soft light, as if he was missing someone.

Sheng Xiyan sniffed, and tears gradually filled her lower eyelids.

I murmured in my heart that my belated affection was cheaper than grass and I would not appreciate it.

Xuan Ling carefully put the red beans back into the sachet, spilling a lot onto the white marble floor.

Sheng Xiyan and Mingyue went to pick it up together and returned it to the emperor.

His originally handsome and dignified face was now filled with sorrow, gloom and loneliness.

Xuan Ling closed his eyes and remained quiet.

Sheng Xiyan, time passes very slowly when we are apart.

I often coexist with longing.

I don’t know when it will end.

I always hope that at some point, you will suddenly appear in front of me.

Say something soft and caring to me.

After a long while, he ordered, "Go find Sheng Jingheng."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Eunuch Fu agreed.

Sheng Xiyan wondered, why did I ask my brother to come here?

After an incense stick of time, Sheng Jingheng hurried from the cabinet to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Your humble servant greets His Majesty, long live His Majesty."

"Stand up."

Sheng Jingheng stood up and glanced at the woman standing there wearing a gauze hat.

Xuan Ling leaned lazily on the throne, closed his eyes, and asked lightly,

"How is your sister doing lately?"

Sheng Jingheng bowed and said:

"Reporting to the Emperor, Xiyan is fasting and chanting Buddhist scriptures at Hanyu Temple, praying sincerely for the country and for the Emperor's blessings, without slacking off."

"I know she's a serious person."

I also know that she is not a vegetarian.

"Does she have any message for me?"

Sheng Jingheng was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He glanced at Sheng Xiyan.

He said tremblingly, "Xi Yan said that the emperor should take care of himself."

It was obvious that these words were not said by Sheng Xiyan. Xuan Ling felt disappointed, sad and wronged.

"She is a heartless person. I don't want to listen to what she has to say."

"Xi Yan is concerned about the Emperor, but it's difficult for her to have both since she's away."

After a long time, Xuan Ling said in a deep voice:

"Tell her that I'm fine and there's no need to worry."

Sheng Xiyan curled her lips and said, "You have the toughest mouth in the whole body."

"I've made note of this."

"Xiao Fuzi, go to the Imperial Household Department and pick out some deer antlers, sea cucumbers, golden bird's nests, donkey hide gelatin, and deer placenta paste. Take a few more boxes and give them to Lord Sheng."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Kneel down and pay your respects."

"I will take my leave."

Sheng Jingheng just turned around and heard Emperor Xuanwu's order again.

"Xiao Fuzi, go to the imperial kitchen and get some meat and give it to Sheng Jingheng."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Sheng Xiyan was deeply touched. Were all these sent to her?

She stretched her neck to secretly look at the emperor, and he muttered with his thin lips, as if to say that she loved to eat meat.

Two lines of tears slid down her snow-white cheeks, and Sheng Xiyan put her hand into her gauze hat and wiped them secretly.

Don't make me cry, I won't appreciate it!

I asked to leave the palace on my own initiative, and you could have sent me back to my parents' home. Why did you have to send me to this dilapidated temple? Do you know how scared Jiang Jiang and I were on that first night?

Forget it, you sit in the throne room every day and don’t even know that there are evil nuns in the temple.

Ever since he lost his sight, Xuan Ling has had a bad temper. Sometimes he looks sad, and sometimes he looks cursing.

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