But the emperor is the emperor after all, and the personal palace maid who has served him for more than ten years can no longer bear it.

Eunuch Fu risked his life to step forward, kneeling down and saying, "Your Majesty, please calm down."

Under Sheng Xiyan's tearful eyelashes, she saw a clear tooth mark, and blood was oozing from each tooth mark.

She wanted to pull his arm away, but Xuan Ling walked around to her, put his other arm to her mouth, and said in a low voice: "Baby, if biting me can make you feel better, then bite it. It won't hurt at all."

What heartwarming words! Sheng Xiyan cried with her face on his arm, but she felt even more confused.

He has changed his mind but not completely. What should she do?

Xuan Ling held her in his arms, gently pinching the back of her neck with his big hand to soothe her, and everyone else quietly retreated.

"Baby, stop being angry, okay?"

Xuan Ling picked her up by the waist and slowly walked towards the back hall.

In the past, she would hook her arms around his neck, take the opportunity to bite him, or kiss his neck teasingly, but now she didn't move at all, and even tried to hide away, as if she hated being close to him.

Xuan Ling threatened, "Sheng Xiyan, if you move again, you'll fall! Your belly is so big, do you think it's easy for me to hold you?"

Putting her on the dragon bed, she turned around very quickly.

Xuan Ling smiled and suddenly smelled a fragrance, and paused as he opened the bright yellow brocade quilt in his hand.

I had just cleaned up the overturned incense burner, and there was still some residual Canaan aroma on the white marble floor.

Sheng Xiyan pushed away the quilt he had covered her with. Xuan Ling came to his senses, lay down and put his arms under her neck.

Sheng Xiyan didn't look up. Xuan Ling hugged her from behind and whispered, "Yanyan, be good and go to sleep."

He patted her gently and coaxed her to sleep.

Sheng Xiyan couldn't fall asleep, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

Now there are not one child, but four.

Even if Jiang Jiang has Qi Yan as a father, what about the three babies in her belly?

Well, I have to bear with it for the sake of the children.

If I leave the Yangxin Palace in a rage, what if that vixen Xue Qiong takes advantage of the opportunity and sneaks in?

Sheng Xiyan tried her best to educate herself.

The next day, in Jingren Palace

Xueqiong held a painting for the Empress Dowager to appreciate.

Empress Duan smiled and said, "Mother, this painting presented by the princess, 'Nine Provinces Overlooking the Mountains', is magnificent and can be called a masterpiece of nature."

The Empress Dowager nodded, satisfied. "It is indeed excellent. It has an exotic feel, yet perfectly showcases the vastness of the Central Plains. The Emperor will surely be delighted to see it."

She circled a spot with her fingertips and sighed, "Beidi is where the emperor personally led his troops to conquer at the age of eighteen. In just three months, he returned victorious. The late emperor once praised him for his heroic demeanor, like a celestial king descending to the mortal realm."

Xue Qiong said sweetly, "Your Majesty is a man of great talent and vision, ruling the Nine Provinces. It is with this admiration that Xue Qiong came to the Central Plains."

Concubine Liang sarcastically said, "Princess, you are so lovely, why hasn't the emperor appointed you as his concubine yet?"

Xueqiong sighed and pretended to be aggrieved.

The Empress Dowager assessed the situation and knew that Emperor Xuanwu only favored Concubine Chen. If Concubine Chen gave birth to a prince, how would Concubine Jia ascend to the throne in the future?

He smiled and said, "Send this painting, 'Nine Provinces Overlooking the Mountains', to the Yangxin Palace for His Majesty."

Xue Qiong bowed and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother. This is not only my loyalty, but also the loyalty of the Wusun people."

Concubine Jia sneered, "You're better off talking than singing. The Emperor will definitely throw this painting out! Princess, you'd better give up the idea of ​​entering the harem!"

Xueqiong smiled slightly and did not refute.

The next day, Sheng Xiyan woke up from a nap and went out for a walk. She saw Xuan Ling admiring a painting at the rosewood table in the front hall.

He seemed not to notice her approaching, so absorbed was he in admiring her.

Sheng Xiyan examined the painting and saw the name of the painting at the end. He asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, where did this painting come from?"

Xuan Ling's face was cold and cruel, and he said calmly, "It was sent by my mother."

He turned to Eunuch Fu and said, "Bring me an ink pen."

Sheng Xiyan was surprised at what he was going to do.

Eunuch Fu brought the inkstone and wolf-hair brush. Xuan Ling picked up the brush and drew the outline of a woman in a blank space.