Sheng Xiyan closed her eyes and kicked her hands and feet, as if she was struggling with something.

Xuan Ling was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly called her: "Yan Yan, wake up!"

But she still didn't wake up, instead she struggled even harder.

Suddenly, she jumped up from the dragon bed, her whole body suspended in mid-air, as if controlled by an invisible force.

Xuan Ling turned pale with fright. He jumped up and reached out to grab her, but missed.

"Yan Yan! Come down quickly!"

Xuan Ling shouted, feeling more panicked than ever before.

Sheng Xiyan groaned in pain, her body flying uncontrollably towards the beam in the hall and hitting it heavily.

Xuan Ling's heart stopped suddenly, and he jumped up, trying to catch her, but she flew out of the Yangxin Palace as light as a feather.

"Yanyan! Yanyan!" Xuan Ling didn't bother to put on his clothes and chased out barefoot.

"emperor!"

Eunuch Quan was holding the dragon boots, and the palace maids were holding the cloak as they chased after him.

"Protect the emperor!"

The guards followed and chased after him.

In the darkness of the night, Sheng Xiyan was flying in the air in pain, as if her body was being torn apart by something.

His whole body was shaking, his face was as pale as paper, and he murmured, "It hurts... It hurts..."

Xuan Ling chased after her, anxiously saying, "Yan Yan, come down! Come down quickly!"

But Sheng Xiyan couldn't control herself at all. It was not until dawn that she slowly fell from the sky.

Xuan Ling hugged her tightly with his cloak and asked in a trembling voice, "Yan Yan, how are you?"

Sheng Xiyan leaned weakly in his arms and said weakly: "Xuanlang, I'm in so much pain..."

Xuan Ling's heart was broken. He hurriedly carried her back to the Yangxin Palace and summoned Wu Yuanpan to take her pulse.

But after carefully feeling the Empress's pulse, Judge Wu frowned and said, "Your Majesty, there's nothing wrong with the Empress' pulse. I can't see any symptoms."

Xuan Ling had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart, but he didn't dare to think too much about it. He could only hug Sheng Xiyan and comfort her softly.

Sheng Xiyan closed her eyes tiredly and fell into a deep sleep.

Eunuch Fu said distressedly, "Your Majesty, let me take a look at your foot injury."

At first glance, Xuan Ling's soles were covered with bloody marks from being punctured, and some stones had already pierced into them.

Judge Wu picked them out one by one, cleaned them and applied medicine on them.

"Your Majesty should move less these days to prevent the wound from getting infected."

Xuan Ling waved his hand and said, "Back off."

He hugged Sheng Xiyan gently, feeling extremely upset.

Yanyan, please don't get into any trouble...

At noon the next day, Xuan Ling returned from the morning court session. Ming Yue came forward to report, "Your Majesty, the Empress has been sleeping and has not woken up yet."

Xuan Ling nodded, still feeling uneasy.

He walked into the inner hall and saw Sheng Xiyan still sleeping with a pale face, and his heart ached.

He gently stroked her cheek and whispered, "Yanyan, you must be well."

What exactly caused Sheng Xiyan to suddenly become abnormal last night?

Xuan Ling thought of the dream she had in the past about the Ninth Heaven. Could it be that it was caused by her identity as an immortal or demon in her previous life?

It was not until the evening that Sheng Xiyan slowly woke up.

Xuan Ling and Jiang Jiang accompanied her, and the three of them had dinner together.

During the meal, Jiang Jiang asked curiously, "Mother, why did you fly last night? Is it because you didn't take that yellow pill?"

Sheng Xiyan shook her head, frowning slightly: "I don't know either, maybe it's because of that pill."

Xuan Ling held her hand and said softly, "Yan Yan, don't think too much. Maybe it's just a nightmare. Come, I'll feed you some more."

However, near the hour of Hai, Sheng Xiyan had just fallen asleep when he suddenly struggled again, as if he was controlled by some force again.

Xuan Ling hurriedly hugged her, his suspicion growing: "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Inside Jingren Palace.

Mingyue ran in from outside the palace and reported to Empress Duan in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Concubine Chen has lost control again, but the strange thing is that she can actually fly into the air, like a Kongming lantern, shuttling through the night. Could she really be a monster?"

Empress Duan walked to the window and looked out. She had not left Jingren Palace since she was confined to her room.

A sneer curled up at the corner of his lips: "Even if Concubine Chen had a body of iron, she couldn't withstand the torture of witchcraft every night. She would soon die with four bodies."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Even if they find out, the blame will be directed at Concubine Jia. It has nothing to do with us."

Sheng Xiyan was flying in the sky, while Xuan Ling was running below with his guards.

This wouldn't work, so Xuan Ling ordered, "Commander Xue, immediately take your men to search the entire palace for suspicious objects, to see if there are any that could be used to control the magic of exorcism!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

In an instant, the palace went from being pitch black to being brightly lit. Everyone in the palace was called out and not allowed to go out. The guards shuttled through the palaces searching.

In the Kun Palace, Concubine Jia turned over lazily.

"What's the noise outside?"

Qiulin, the head maid, said, "The Imperial Concubine has suddenly become unnatural, and the Emperor has ordered all palaces to search for any suspected witchcraft."

Concubine Jia cursed, "She deserves it. Who told her to be so arrogant? I hope she's had a miscarriage now! If the dragon fetus is gone, she won't be able to monopolize the emperor anymore!"

Sheng Xiyan was exhausted and fell from mid-air, and was caught by Xuan Ling.

"Yan Yan! It's very uncomfortable, isn't it?"

"It hurts... like a needle prick... my whole body hurts..."

"I'll carry you back to rest."

Xuan Ling wrapped her tightly in a goose down cloak and carried her back to the Yangxin Palace.

But Sheng Xiyan was tossing and turning in so much pain, and Xuan Ling saw three bulges on her brocade skirt. The children couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yanyan, take a deep breath."

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