Xuan Ling was shocked. Well, she treated me as an ordinary patient, otherwise she wouldn't be so calm.

Her hands were as smooth as cream, light and soft.

The delicate touch of her fingertips on his neck was like the brush of fine silk.

It was like dancing on his skin, intoxicating and bringing a tingling sensation.

Xuan Ling relaxed his mind and slowly fell asleep.

For the time it took for an incense stick to pass, Sheng Xiyan was trying hard to think of how to convince the emperor. Qi Yan once said that the emperor had always been indifferent to women, so the possibility of the beauty trap working was slightly low.

But she was confident in her appearance. The emperor could hear the hidden meaning in her words and asked her to come to the Yangxin Palace. This was enough to show that he and Qi Yan had a deep relationship as monarch and subject, and perhaps there was also a bit of curiosity about her.

Once a man becomes curious about a woman, many possibilities arise.

Glancing at the hourglass on the rosewood table, Sheng Xiyan knelt upright and tried to take the golden needle from Xuan Ling's head, but the emperor grabbed her hand alertly.

His hands were big and strong, like a pair of pliers, pinching Sheng Xiyan's hands so hard that she frowned in pain. The cold and hot skin touched each other across their chests.

She used her other hand to gently stroke Xuan Ling's hair, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, Your Majesty. It's time to remove the needle."

Xuan Ling loosened his hand, and something soft and smooth slipped away from his palm.

"My head does feel much more relaxed."

Sheng Xiyan took away all the gold needles, moving very slowly on purpose.

Her long fingers dug into her long black hair again, and she said softly, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will tie your golden crown."

Xuan Ling seemed to be surrounded and wrapped by the most lingering, gentle and soft wind in the south of the Yangtze River, and for a moment he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

After the Nine-Dragon Golden Crown was tied, the faint fragrance seemed to still linger on the emperor's hair.

"Okay." Sheng Xiyan withdrew her hand.

Xuan Ling slowly sat up and turned around to see her kneeling with her head bowed, seemingly thinking about something.

Sheng Xiyan thought that since the emperor had not agreed to her request just now, how likely was it that he would take care of it?

The Prince of E's Mansion is powerful, and the only one in the world who can help her protect her son is the emperor in front of her.

But he heard him ask, "What kind of incense is Madam Qi burning?"

Huh? Sheng Xiyan pulled back her wandering thoughts and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, it's tuberose."

"Tuberose, the fragrance is stronger at night, also known as moon fragrance. It suits you very well, charming but not coquettish, fragrant but not greasy."

The emperor's eyes shot out cold stars, and his two dark eyebrows were as black as painted, piercing and dark, so dark that you couldn't see the bottom.

"I am busy with all sorts of affairs, and it is not convenient for me to interfere in the family affairs of ministers. Do you understand?"

Sheng Xiyan's heart sank to the bottom, and she bowed and said, "Your Highness understands."

There was a brief moment of silence in the air, and she boldly looked into the emperor's sharp eyes again, wanting to say something but stopping herself, as if she had endured a great injustice. If Xuan Ling saw it right, there were crystal tears in her jewel-like eyes.

"Your Majesty's headache is caused by fatigue. Ensuring adequate sleep, massaging the temples, neck, and shoulders, and appropriate acupuncture can relieve headaches.

She bowed and said, "I'll take my leave."

When I walked out of the Yangxin Palace, the scorching sun had already moved westward, and it was time to go back.

When he entered the palace today, he was rejected on the spot by Concubine Shu, and the emperor politely declined. It seems that the emperor, as Qi Yan said, could remain calm in the face of beautiful women.

Sheng Xiyan couldn't stop and cry. No matter how difficult it was, she had to bite the bullet and move on for the sake of her child.

Inside the hall, Xuan Ling leaned against the dragon couch with a cold expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Reaching out and touching her temples, I have to say that the way she tied her hair was a real pleasure.

Eunuch Fu brought tea and snacks.

"Your Majesty, after Madam Qi's acupuncture, you look refreshed."

Xuan Ling picked up the nourishing soup and scooped a spoonful. "She is indeed quite capable."

"She's such a pitiful person. A year ago, when I went to the palace to announce the imperial decree, Madam Qi's appearance was so heartbreaking. Sigh..."

Xuan Ling could imagine how moving those beautiful eyes would be when they cried, as if the scent of tuberose from just now was still lingering around.

The imperial palace servant came to report, "Your Majesty, Master Zhang and Master Li are here."

"Let him wait in the outer hall."

Eunuch Fu immediately put on his boots, and Xuan Ling walked out of the back hall in high spirits.

Xuan Ling, as a young emperor who ascended the throne, has a broad vision and is proficient in both civil and military affairs. Since he took over the government, the country has prospered, surpassing the previous generations of the royal family.

He once personally led the army to war, and his iron-blooded tactics made the foreign countries dare not invade again.

He works hard and sticks to his style, and will not let a woman occupy his mind for a moment.

When Sheng Xiyan returned to the palace and was about to head towards Yunxi Courtyard, the maid Hua Xia came running over and said in a panic, "Madam, the young master has been taken away by the princess!"

I hurried to the front yard. As soon as I reached the door, Sheng's mother came to meet me. "Yan'er, go in and talk things over. Don't make things too awkward."

"I understand, Mother."

The child's crying was particularly loud. At this time, he was being held and comforted by the Princess of E, while the Crown Prince's wife was shaking a rattle beside him.

"Why does this child just cry? Is he okay?"

"I don't usually cry like this."

The wet nurse next to them was stopped behind when she wanted to take action because the Crown Princess said she didn't need them and wanted to choose new people.

Sheng Xiyan went straight to the Princess of E and quickly hugged Jiang Jiang.

The Crown Princess tried to rush forward to snatch it, but was stopped by Hua Xia.

"How dare you, you bastard, stand in the way of the Master? Get out of the way!"

"Pa!" A slap hit Hua Xia's face, and Sheng Xiyan ordered, "Crown Princess, don't go too far!"

"This ignorant slave deserves to be beaten to death!"

After Sheng Xiyan's coaxing, Jiang Jiang soon stopped crying and smiled very sweetly, as if he smelled the scent of his mother.

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