On the full moon banquet for her child, the devastating news arrived that her husband had died on the battlefield. Sheng Xiyan fell into the abyss.
The prince's mansion bullied the orphan...
As he spoke, tears began to fall.
Xuan Ling's heart softened, and he wiped her tears with his warm fingertips, saying helplessly, "Why are you crying when you're fine?"
Sheng Xiyan seemed to have suffered a great injustice and cried even harder in his arms.
Xuan Ling gently stroked the soft hair, his heart full of pity.
He placed his palm on her belly, frowning slightly: "With such a thin waist and such a small belly, how can you hold three children?"
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. His tone was filled with reproach: "How dare you stay outside the palace with three children and not come back? Don't you know how to be afraid?"
Tears glistened on Sheng Xiyan's eyelashes, but her tone was carefree: "What is there to be afraid of? Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven."
Xuan Ling sighed, wiped her red nose with the sleeve of her dragon robe, and said helplessly:
"I'm scared. I'm scared that something will happen to you, to the child, or that I'll lose you."
Sheng Xiyan leaned in his arms and whispered, "Xuanlang, I won't hide anything from you in the future. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would worry."
Xuan Ling hugged her tighter and whispered:
"Okay, I won't bother with this matter. Do you know why I didn't mention the fire at Hanyu Temple to them just now?"
Sheng Xiyan pondered for a moment, a glint of understanding flashing in his eyes: "The Emperor wants to investigate secretly without alerting the enemy?"
Xuan Ling nodded, "That's right. The prefect came in this morning and reported that upon inspection, they found a hole in the floor of the house, loose soil that led directly to the outside of the courtyard wall.
I suspect someone is trying to steal your prescription, and I've launched a city-wide search for anyone who can perform the earth-moving technique. Furthermore, I've increased the reward: anyone who can provide the prescription to cure the plague will receive a reward of ten thousand taels and receive a promotion to high rank.
Sheng Xiyan said, "With such an attractive reward, the person who stole the prescription will definitely show up. So, it seems that someone in the palace is trying to harm me?"
Xuan Ling said in a cold tone, "Inside and outside the palace, I will not let anyone go. You just need to rest and take care of your pregnancy. Leave the rest to me."
The phoenix eyes flashed with pride,
"You have spent money in Hanyu Temple, and you have also personally cured illnesses and saved lives. I should commend you. When the enthronement ceremony comes, I will announce it to the world and celebrate with the people."
Sheng Xiyan wiped away her tears, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "Xuanlang, I like you to praise me and compliment me."
Xuan Ling held her face, kissed her forehead, kissed both cheeks, kissed the tip of her nose,
"And here." He kissed her chin again.
Gentle praise: "Well, baby, you are amazing."
Sheng Xiyan burst into laughter, "Xuanlang, guess if I'm pregnant with a boy or a girl? If there are three, how do I make the combination?"
"As long as it's yours, everything is fine, but we are in urgent need of a prince."
"Will you love all my children? What if I give birth to a devastating demon?"
Xuan Lingfeng's eyes froze, "No way?"
Sheng Xiyan pointed at the golden dragon eyes on his chest and said, "Look, look, you hesitated when I mentioned the child as a little devil, right? And you said you would like him."
Xuan Ling held her hand and placed it on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
"I'm telling you the truth. I'll cherish any child you give birth to like a treasure. Even if they're a little naughty, with our careful education and loving care, they'll definitely be fine."
Sheng Xiyan's eyes were as charming as silk, and her fingers gently hooked his jade belt, hinting: "Since Xuanlang is so good..."
Xuan Ling pinched her fingertips and stuffed the cinnabar pen into her palm:
"I want you to personally select the list of rewards for the enthronement ceremony."
He held her hand and crossed out the gift list.
"A South China Sea coral screen is placed in your pharmacy, and a Western Region night-shining pearl is embedded in the ceiling of your bedroom."
He whispered in her ear, "If I could illuminate you clearly at night, I would be more..."
"Xuan Lang!" Sheng Xiyan's ears were tinged with red, and she smeared cinnabar on his Adam's apple with her backhand. "When I spent all my wealth in Hanyu Temple, I never thought of asking for these."
The emperor grabbed her rebellious hand, his eyes darkening as he said, "My Yanyan has the heart of a bodhisattva, and deserves to be worshipped by all the people."
His fingertips stroked the bodhi wood rosary on her wrist. "On the day you are crowned, I want you to wear a mermaid silk phoenix robe and receive the kowtows of all officials in the Taiji Hall."
Before he finished speaking, Sheng Xiyan suddenly hooked her hand around his jade belt, her eyes flickering as she said, "Compared to the phoenix robe, I'd rather wear the emperor's nightgown."
Her slender fingers traced the dragon-patterned waistband. "That day when you came to Hanyu Temple, your undergarment was soaked and stuck to your waist..."
"Yan Yan." Xuan Ling suddenly grabbed her waist, his Adam's apple rolling, and restrained himself, "You are pregnant with three children, you can't..."
Sheng Xiyan thrust out her slightly bulging belly provocatively. "Medical books say that after three months, if the fetus is stable..."
The red pen slammed down on the memorial, and Xuan Ling held the man to the dragon table: "Do you really have to summon me?"
He bit open the pearl buttons on her collar, but stopped abruptly when he touched her snowy skin. He panted and rested his forehead on her collarbone: "I can bear it."
Sheng Xiyan smiled sweetly, her fingertips digging into the imperial robes: "The more your Majesty endures now, the more ferocious he will be then, right?"
The two of them quarreled for a while, and Xuan Ling saw that she was getting sleepy, so he said softly:
"Yanyan, if you feel sleepy, go to the couch and take a nap. When I'm done with my work, I'll take you out for a walk."
Sheng Xiyan held a book in her hand, her eyelids drooping, but she forced herself to lean against him.
Xuan Ling took the book from her hand and said helplessly: "Forget it, I will carry you to sleep on the couch."
Therefore, the office area was moved from the dragon table to the Arhat couch.
The emperor held his sleeping concubine in his left hand and reviewed memorials in his right hand. Fortunately, his arms were long, otherwise it would have been difficult to do this.
Accidentally, the red inkstone was knocked over, startling Sheng Xiyan awake: "What happened? An earthquake?"
Xuan Ling coaxed him softly: "It's okay, go to sleep. Even if the mountains and rivers tremble, I will take you away."
Sheng Xiyan fell asleep again. The exhaustion from working in Hanyu Temple made her feel sleepy these days when she returned to the palace.
The only time he was alert was when he listened to the news of the experimental progress coming from outside the palace.
Xuan Ling didn't let her touch the pulse case, for fear that she would be infected by the disease.
Therefore, every day, the medical records were copied over and over again from Hanyu Temple, the city gate, the palace gate, to the Yangxin Palace before being sent to the emperor.
Just as Sheng Xiyan was about to answer, Xuan Ling slapped her hand: "Don't touch it, just listen."
Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips, listened carefully, took notes, and wrote down a new adjustment plan after analysis.
Hugging Xuan Ling happily, he said, "Xuan Lang, a course of treatment will last fifteen days. I'm confident that I can develop a cure for cholera by the end of this!"
Xuan Ling looked at her shining eyes, his heart filled with pride, "Before you come up with the recipe, maybe the thief will reveal his true form."
Thinking of the pharmacy in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion, Qi Yan would not do less than what he could for Sheng Xiyan.
"Yan Yan, you like to study pharmacology. How about I have Yongshou Palace open up a room for you to make medicine and incense?"
Sheng Xiyan hugged his neck and said happily, "That couldn't be better!"
Xuan Ling personally supervises the daily meals, combining meat and vegetables to ensure balanced nutrition.
But what is nutritious is not necessarily what you like to eat, and what you like to eat is not necessarily nutritious.
Every time it was time to eat, Sheng Xiyan would worry.