Xuan Ling covered her mouth and asked sarcastically, "Could it be that you reserved this half of the bed for the imposter? Not for me?"

Sheng Xiyan's brows were furrowed, like two crescent moons, and her tearful eyes revealed a lovely and delicate beauty.

He said fiercely, "You're having fun with other women, but I can't think about other men? That's not fair!"

The more I cry, the sadder I become, and it's out of control.

Xuan Ling felt soft-hearted and said helplessly, "Didn't I come to see you?"

Sheng Xiyan sniffed his scent hard and suddenly shouted, "It smells like Canaan incense! You touched her! Wuu ...

Xuan Ling laughed, pretending to be serious, and teased her: "I am the emperor, your majesty, don't forget your duties!"

Sheng Xiyan believed it and pushed him hard: "Go away, I don't want you anymore!"

Xuan Ling sighed softly, tapped her nose, and said in a doting tone, "You've become even more arrogant since you became pregnant. If this were to spread to the previous dynasty, all the civil and military officials in the court would have to remonstrate with you!"

Sheng Xiyan sobbed tremblingly: "I don't want to be the emperor's concubine, I only want to be Xuanlang's treasure! Wuuwuwu..."

The beauty's face, wet with tears, had a faint blush on it, which added a bit of fragile beauty, making people feel sorry for her.

Xuan Ling lifted her chin and rubbed her lips with his warm fingertips. Her lips, which were bitten by her and turned red, became even more delicate and tempting.

He felt his heart twitch, and he tried hard to suppress the attack of the love poison, and slowly kissed her delicate lips.

I am the Son of Heaven. I do not believe in destiny, nor do I fear love poison.

He wanted to love her well, comfort her anxiety, and soothe her tears.

She struggled in his arms, pinched him, hit him, cried, whimpered, tears streaming between her lips and teeth.

After a long while, the heat settled, and Xuan Ling let her go, saying with a smile, "Hmm, a little salty."

Sheng Xiyan saw him frown and hurriedly touched his chest, "Are you okay? Did you take the heart-protecting pills today?"

"Eat it." Xuan Ling held her on his lap and kissed her forehead: "Baby, I am still yours, I swear."

Sheng Xiyan hooked her hands around his neck and frowned, "I don't believe it! At nightfall, the imperial carriage clearly went to Yupeng Palace. How could she be fooled if you didn't favor Xueqiong?"

Xuan Ling chuckled and whispered in her ear, "In Yupeng Palace, it's just like the real thing now. Xue Qiong thought she had succeeded."

Sheng Xiyan's eyes widened: "Really? What's going on?"

Xuan Ling nodded, entwining his slender fingers with her soft long hair, and asked in suspense, "Do you want to hear it?"

“Yes!”

"Just, no sincerity at all?"

Sheng Xiyan bit her lip shyly, her almond eyes filled with spring water, and her two delicate hands held his face, slowly approaching his slender neck...

........

After a long time, both of their cheeks were stained with peach pink.

Sheng Xiyan was so tired that sweat broke out on his forehead. "Is it okay? Tell me, what happened?"

Xuan Ling was still unsatisfied, and leaned back lazily, his eyebrows slightly raised, "I am not satisfied..."