Sheng Xiyan tiptoed to Xuan Ling's side. He looked like a beautiful baby sleeping, his eyebrows like emerald feathers, his skin like cream, his lips softly pursed.

Afraid of waking Xuan Ling up, Sheng Xiyan placed her fingers on her temples and said, "Go into the dream." She wanted to go into the dream and see what was happening deep in Xuan Ling's heart.

In the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, Xuan Ling, wearing a dragon robe, raised incense above his head and kowtowed, then put his hands together.

"I have always hoped that Yanyan would be pregnant, but when she really became pregnant, I was both happy and afraid. But Yanyan became pregnant with three children. I was anxious all the time, thinking back to the terrible nightmare I once had.

Giving birth to one child is risky, let alone three. I pray to our ancestors to bless Yanyan with a safe birth. I am willing to shorten my life to avert disaster for her.

Sheng Xiyan covered her mouth and choked with sobs: "Fool, who asked you to shorten your life to pray for me?"

Although I always knew that Xuan Ling was worried about her having three children, I didn't expect that he was so scared inside.

In the past, the two had a disagreement over whether or not to have a child. Since returning to the palace, Xuan Ling has never expressed any concerns.

It turned out that I was silently anxious.

He really hasn't changed his mind.

Xuanlang?

She walked towards him, but suddenly came out of Xuan Ling's dream.

Sheng Xiyan opened her eyes, tears still hanging on her eyelashes.

She took the white fox cloak, climbed onto the dragon bed, pulled open Xuan Ling's slender arms, and snuggled into his arms.

"Xuan Lang?" He called softly again.

Xuan Ling woke up slowly, and why did he feel something soft in his arms?

Looking down, I saw a delicate and adorable face, slightly curved eyebrows like crescent moons, hazy and shy eyes, and charming peach blossoms flying all over the sky.

Xuan Ling loosened his arms in surprise, stood up a little, and looked down at her with a hint of coldness and surprise on his face.

"My Lady? You're back after all. I knew you would come back."

This arrogant dragon thought that I came back because he threatened to kill all nine clans.

Sheng Xiyan bit her lip, pretending to be scared, and stretched out her small hand to grab his bright yellow silk shirt, "Your Majesty, I just came back and I was cold on the way. Can you feel my hand and see if it's cold?"

Xuan Ling looked at her red fingertips and found that she was indeed frozen.

Hugging his elbows, he glanced at the gilded charcoal stove in the hall and said, "Go down and warm yourself by the fire, and you won't be cold anymore."

Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "I'm seven months pregnant and carrying three babies. It's hard to move. I've been running all the way and I'm exhausted. How can I have the energy to get out of bed and warm myself by the fire?"

Xuan Ling laughed and moved closer to her. With a warm look in his eyes, he asked jokingly, "You know you're seven months pregnant with three children, and you're still hanging out outside. Who do you blame for being cold?"

Sheng Xiyan curled her lips, brewed her emotions, tears welled up in her eyes, and she bit her lip and sobbed.

A woman's tears are the most powerful weapon.

Xuan Ling saw that her eyes were filled with tears and she looked like she could cry at any moment, like a pear blossom soaked in water. I felt pity for her and softened my heart a little.

He pulled a pair of small hands over and held them in the big hands.

His palms were burning hot, and Sheng Xiyan felt her heart suddenly warm.

She blinked her watery peach-shaped eyes, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, and her eyes moved.

She really wanted to throw herself into his arms. When she secretly hugged him just now, she had already smelled his pleasant scent.

But he also understood Xuan Ling's temperament and character. The emperor's majesty could not be violated, so he had to proceed step by step, otherwise he would be thrown out of the Yangxin Palace in the next moment.

Her goal was to sleep on this dragon bed with him tonight.

There was a look of inquiry in Xuan Ling's eyes. She was able to correct her mistakes and return to the palace at the last moment, proving that she was a sensible woman.

She has such a delicate body, and she's carrying your three children. You should treat her better in the future, for the sake of the children.

Maybe you can give birth to a good child who is both talented in literature and martial arts? Wouldn't that mean there will be a successor to the vast country?

As an emperor, this was his responsibility and headache.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I will definitely give birth to a great prince and make you proud."

Her tender and gentle voice makes people feel sweet in their hearts, and it is so soft that water can drip out of it.

The two of them stared at each other, as if they couldn't get tired of each other, but they each had their own thoughts.

I must sleep on the dragon bed with him tonight.

I have to give her some advice, otherwise she will run away every few days. Who can stand this?

"Your Majesty..."

"My Lady..."

They both spoke at the same time.

"Your Majesty, please speak first."

Xuan Ling said solemnly, "Noble Concubine, if you dare to run out of the palace again, I will kill your entire clan. Remember?"

Sheng Xiyan curled her lips, rolled her eyes, and used this to threaten people.

Xuan Ling added another sentence, his tone was much gentler,

"If you have anything to say in the future, please communicate with me more. I will consider anything that can satisfy you. Don't run away in anger anymore. That's called running away. You are a mother. Shouldn't you set a good example for Jiang Jiang?"

"I understand." Sheng Xiyan nodded.

His attitude of admitting his mistake was quite clever, and Xuan Ling smiled with satisfaction.

Sheng Xiyan asked: "Your Majesty, do you know about love poison?"

Xuan Ling pondered, "Love Gu? I've heard rumors of it, but I've never seen it."

Sheng Xiyan reminded: "I have seen in medical books that 'Southwest poisonous insects can change people's minds'."

Xuan Ling frowned, "This is similar to witchcraft. Why are you telling me this?"

Sheng Xiyan was worried that if she told Xuan Ling rashly, he would not believe it. After all, he was infected with a poisonous insect and she must not provoke him, otherwise it would be counterproductive.

You have to gradually make him believe that he is infected with the insect.

Immediately change the subject: "But these are just folk tales, Your Majesty, don't take them seriously."

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