"Xuanlang, what's wrong with you?"

Sheng Xiyan had just blurted out that when Xuan Ling raised his eyes with a gloomy look on his face, she was so scared that she trembled inside.

"Yanyan, I hope you won't call me by that two-character name anymore. Just call me 'Lingling', understand?"

His big hand pinched her jaw, his eyes were cold and revealed a sense of strangeness.

Sheng Xiyan was overwhelmed by the strong sense of oppression and nodded timidly, "I understand."

The next day, at noon.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the charcoal fire was burning brightly, and it was as warm as spring.

Sheng Xiyan had just woken up from a nap and stretched out sleepily.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has summoned the ladies from the Clothing and Ornament Bureaus."

"What are you doing here?"

Hua Xia and Mei Xiang helped her put on her outer garment and skirt, and helped her out of the inner hall.

In the outer hall, female historians from the Clothing Bureau and the Decoration Bureau filed in one after another, with more than a dozen people pouring in at once.

Each person held something different in their hands. Some held colorful fabrics, some held exquisite embroidery patterns and designs, some held dazzling jewelry, and some held silk threads of various colors...

"Yanyan, let me help you pick out some fabrics to make new clothes." Xuan Ling said with a smile.

Sheng Xiyan was a little surprised and waved her hand, saying, "No need. Didn't I just make new clothes two days ago? This cold relief effort will cost a lot of money, so I should be more frugal. Besides, I'm so pregnant, and after the baby is born in two months, the clothes I make now won't be wearable. I'll make some after that."

As the concubine of a king, she should share the country's worries and not be too extravagant.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ling did not praise her for being sensible as she had imagined. Instead, he said with a gloomy face and a firm tone, "You just need to choose some new ones."

Why are you angry again?

Men are like this. If you are too sensible, they will not be happy.

Sheng Xiyan stopped refusing and nodded, "Okay then."

So, the two of them began to choose fabrics together.

Surprisingly, Xuan Ling's preferences seemed to have changed dramatically.

In the past, he always complained about Sheng Xiyan wearing green clothes, saying that wearing green made her look a little silly.

But today, when Sheng Xiyan picked up a piece of light green cloth, Xuan Ling's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I think this color is very bright. If I make a dress with a green plum pattern, it will definitely be a beautiful sight in winter."

The way he chooses jewelry is also different from before. Xuan Ling used to like to pick exquisite ones, but now he likes big and luxurious pearls.

Sheng Xiyan hesitated and asked, "Your Majesty, aren't ninety-nine pearls on the phoenix coronet a bit too many? Even at a banquet, wouldn't it seem too grand for me to wear such a coronet?"

After all, it would be a bit weird to wear such a big phoenix crown with such a small head.

Xuan Ling didn't care. He took her hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, saying affectionately, "Yan Yan, I want to give you all the best things in the world. You just need to enjoy them to the fullest."

Sheng Xiyan was deeply moved. She put her arms around his neck and said affectionately, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I have so many jewels that I can't wear them all. I want to give some of the ones I don't like to the Imperial Household Department and have them sell them."

Besides, I asked Ruan Niang to help me open two shops. The profit she sent in yesterday was 8,000 taels. I want to use it all for disaster relief."

Xuan Ling gently touched her hair. "Yan Yan, I understand your feelings. However, you should keep the banknotes for yourself. The silver in the national treasury is enough for disaster relief."

At this time, Eunuch Fu came in and reported, "Your Majesty, several officials from the Ministry of Personnel are waiting to report."

Xuan Ling said, "Tell them to report to the court tomorrow morning. I am busy right now."

Hey, Xuan Ling would never be so negligent in state affairs in the past, why has he changed now?

He seemed to prefer being with her and wanted to stick with her all the time.

Even for such private matters as going to the toilet, he and the palace maids were there to serve, and Sheng Xiyan felt a sweet burden.

"Your Majesty, can you please go out first? I'm a little shy." Sheng Xiyan sat on the painted mahogany toilet, covering her face.

Next to her were Hua Xia and several other palace maids, carrying handkerchiefs, basins of water, and incense...

Xuan Ling encouraged: "Don't be afraid, Yanyan. I'm with you. Go ahead and start."

Huh? Help! I'm really shy and I want to maintain my dignity as a beauty.

There were many things she couldn't understand. Sheng Xiyan always felt that Xuan Ling had a gloomy temperament, a kind of sadness, and an extreme fear of losing her.

After dinner, the two of them lay on the couch. Xuan Ling peeled loquats for her. Sheng Xiyan muttered, "Your Majesty, our love was ruined by Xue Qiong. After I give birth, can we go to Jinlou and buy a pair?"

Xuan Ling fed her loquat, "Okay."

"Can you dress the same as before that day?" Sheng Xiyan said with a smile.

He hesitated slightly and replied, "Okay."

"Do you still remember what I called you back then?" Sheng Xiyan asked.

Xuan Ling suddenly hesitated and said, "I don't remember."

"ah?"

Even though it's been three years, you shouldn't forget it, right?

How could he forget that time when she called him 'Master Xuan'?

Sheng Xiyan felt a little disappointed and said angrily, "I won't eat anymore."

Xuan Ling was not like this before. He was much more careful than her.

He remembered everything she didn't remember, just like an old father, knowing every detail. How come he is now clueless about the past and seems to be in denial?

That night, at midnight, Sheng Xiyan suddenly woke up and found that there was no one beside her pillow.

She quietly got off the dragon bed and walked out of the back hall.

In the flower hall, Eunuch Fu was sleeping on duty. She continued to walk forward and stopped at the side door of the front hall. Her intuition told her that something was wrong outside this door.

She mobilized her spiritual power and rushed through the crack in the door, and saw Xuan Ling's fingertips condensing the moonlight and drawing a golden talisman in the air.

The pattern of the talisman was exactly the same as the spell she used to summon Lingling.

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