The bamboo patterned gauze swayed gently, and Sheng Xiyan's fingertips pressed against Xuan Ling's heart, and she could clearly feel his rapid heartbeat.

"I hope the Emperor will give me some time, and also give our relationship some time to grow..."

The end of her voice trembled like a spider's silk in the wind, with a hint of pleading.

Xuan Ling suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the pillow, nuzzling her earlobe. "A cruel woman..."

The fragrance of agarwood mixed with the scent of medicine wafted over her neck.

"You left the palace that day, leaving without a care in the world. And now it's been another eight months?"

He bit her collarbone with his canine teeth. "You've exhausted my patience a long time ago."

Sheng Xiyan gasped in pain, but the iron arm tightened around her waist: "Xuan Lang!"

She was anxious about the baby in her belly, kneeling down and holding the jeweled jade belt.

"You hurt me..."

The emperor's movements suddenly slowed down, his thin lips pressed against her carotid artery, and he whispered, "Does it hurt here? Or there?"

The jade ring slid down into her skirt. "Or... here?"

The last line of his voice suddenly choked with sobs, "Do you know that for more than half a month, I have been facing the empty dragon bed every night..."

The swaying shadows of bamboos outside the window made the area where our skin touched inside the tent flicker in brightness.

Xuan Ling's angular face slowly rubbed against the delicate and fair face, his eyes slightly red, and his face full of grievance.

Choking with sobs, he asked:

"Why are you always so cruel? Are you really willing to be separated from me again?"

The emperor, who had always been independent and aloof, had lived alone for twenty-six years, but now he had become so clingy because of her.

The woman in front of him was surprisingly calm, which made him feel scared.

Just because he loved her deeply, he was afraid of her emotions, and even more afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

Sheng Xiyan stretched out her slender little hand, like a green onion, and stroked his broad and strong chest, saying softly:

"Your Majesty, don't you have any confidence in the relationship between us?"

Xuan Ling frowned slightly and asked anxiously, "How long will it take before you are willing to return to the palace?"

Sheng Xiyan leaned close to his ear and said a number.

In an instant, Xuan Ling was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His fur instantly stood up and his eyes widened:

"No! I absolutely don't agree! Don't even think about it!"

Sheng Xiyan quickly pretended to be extremely frightened, and suddenly shrank back, trembling like a weak and helpless little animal.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ling's anger disappeared in an instant.

He quickly opened his arms and coaxed her gently, "Don't be afraid, come here and let me hug you."

But Sheng Xiyan didn't move at all, frowned, and looked at him timidly.

Xuan Ling had no choice but to move closer to her and hold her tightly in his arms.

Sheng Xiyan secretly raised the corners of her mouth in the warm embrace, "Hmph, I don't believe that I can't control you, a ferocious and domineering Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

Xuan Ling's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly held the back of her neck and kissed her deeply.

This kiss carried the scent of blood, a punishment for biting her lips just now: "I'll only give you two months..."

He panted and pulled off the lotus silk Pipa collar skirt.

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"I've assigned shadow guards to guard you for twelve hours..." The jade belt buckle rubbed against her delicate curves. "What's the difference between being in the Marquis' Mansion and being in the palace?"

"I'm not going to the Marquis' Mansion..."

Sheng Xiyan grabbed the rebellious hand,

She knew he was jealous of her staying in the Marquis' Mansion.

Xuan Ling's phoenix eyes were filled with lust, and he asked breathlessly, "Aren't we in the Marquis' Mansion? Are we going back to the dilapidated temple?"

"Yes..." She leaned over and bit his Adam's apple. "In that case, Your Majesty, are you relieved? Can you agree to an eight-month deadline?"

Xuan Ling pinched her groin and said angrily, "Little liar... I won't listen. I'll only give you two months..."

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"Yanyan, I want you..."

“No, no…”

"We're going to be apart for another two months. Are you really willing to let us continue to restrain ourselves? I'm not a saint, I'm just a man who loves you..."

Her clothes were folded between her snow-white elbows, and she hurriedly grabbed his hand.

"Not here."

Xuan Ling understood and felt the bitterness of a jealous husband again.

While teasing, kissing, and asking,

"Why, Sheng Xiyan, are you concerned about his feelings again?"

"So what?"

“…”

Her delicate hands gently scratched the honey-colored, strong chest muscles, and she said delicately:

"This is someone else's house. It's not appropriate for us to do this."

Xuan Ling leaned over and kissed her.

"I insist...you are not allowed to consider other men's feelings."

"It hurts me!"

Sheng Xiyan pushed him and touched her belly nervously.

Xuan Ling was so frightened that he shuddered, "What's wrong? Did it hurt you?"

Sheng Xiyan felt that she was too nervous, so she lied and said, "I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, haha."

"Let me rub you, are you catching a cold?"

Sheng Xiyan blinked guiltily, "Just cover it, no need to rub it."

Xuan Ling saw that she didn't look uncomfortable, and thought to himself that this girl must be worried about Qi Yan and that's why she didn't want to give it to him.

"Someone come!"

Eunuch Fu came in with his head lowered, not daring to look up.

"What are your Majesty's orders?"

"I remember that I haven't read the two reports from the Ministry of War yet. Please ask Marquis Wu'an to go to the palace to get them. I won't be returning to the palace today, but I will return tomorrow."

Although Eunuch Fu was surprised, he did not dare to ask any more questions. "Yes, I will arrange it right away."

The door closed, Xuan Ling reached out and untied his collar belt.

The dragon pattern brocade robe folded over the scarlet small dress fell on the edge of the couch.

"Is this okay now?...You little rascal, don't you miss me?"

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