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...
"Actually, actually, we just chatted. He fed me, massaged my shoulders and legs, and told me jokes."
"No more?"
Sheng Xiyan shook her head, blinked her eyes guiltily, and bit her lips.
Xuan Ling knew she was lying.
He chuckled and said, "He said that he and you are the most loving couple outside the palace. Please explain to me, Your Majesty, what is a loving couple?"
Sheng Xiyan played dumb and waved her hands, "Did he say that? I don't remember."
Well, actually she did everything, but she didn’t dare to say it, otherwise…
Seeing her face getting darker and darker, she had no choice but to show her trump card for today.
She twisted her soft body above her pregnant belly, then slowly began to untie the laces of her cloak.
She looked at him with blazing eyes, slowly raised her hand, and took off her cloak.
Revealing two snow-white, creamy shoulders, she was wearing nothing but a graceful, strapless, peony-embroidered skirt?!
Xuan Lingfeng's eyes sank, and surging crimson waves rolled out.
Is this woman trying to seduce him today?
The faint fragrance is refreshing,
Sheng Xiyan shrugged her perfectly contoured shoulders, stretched out her fair and tender hands to pull his sleeve, and murmured, "I know I was wrong. Don't be angry, okay?"
There was an innocent light in her starry eyes, which made people feel pity for her and forget how to blame her.
Xuan Ling maintained his calm and proud appearance, but in fact his heart had already been beating fast for her.
After a moment, warm fingertips gently rested on the jade shoulder...
………He taught her a lesson without any explanation.
"What did you... do with him?"
“Why…are you still asking…?”
"Because... you didn't tell the truth..."
"Husband... I am attracted to... you... only you..."
"You are not allowed to... invite the imposter here again..."
"Ah!~~~~~I know I was wrong, please forgive me, my husband..."
Xuan Ling's heart twitched in pain.
"Xuanlang, are you okay? Take a painkiller pill quickly."
Sheng Xiyan hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from her cloak pocket. This was the painkiller pills she had urgently made in the past few days.
Feed Xuan Ling and caress his chest gently.
His face was pale and his lips were trembling with pain.
Sheng Xiyan blamed herself in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes, "Don't be sentimental, blame me, I shouldn't have dressed like this to seduce you today... wuwuwu..."
Xuan Ling stroked her face and said, "Be good, don't cry. It hurts me even more when I see you."
They lay down, he pulled his cloak over her, and she pulled half of it over him as well.
Under the cloak, their skin pressed together, like two inseparable hearts.
"Yan Yan, I have thought of a way to cure the love poison. I need your cooperation and your absolute trust in me. Can you do it?"