The gilded incense burner emitted sandalwood fragrance. The empress dowager leaned on the couch surrounded by her hundreds of sons and grandsons, her fingertips stroking the bright yellow edict.

The head nanny knelt down and pounded her legs, then suddenly laughed, "This old servant heard a strange story—when the imperial concubine gave birth, His Highness Yan and Princess Zhao were born first, but His Highness Chen lingered in the womb and refused to come out."

The Queen Mother paused for a moment, then said, "Oh?"

"It was a stalemate for two hours!" The nanny lowered her voice. "Finally, the Emperor leaned against the Imperial Concubine's belly and said, 'If you're willing to come out, I'll make you the Crown Prince.' That little ancestor immediately..."

"Pah!" The Queen Mother suddenly slammed the table, a smile on her face: "What a clever child!"

She lowered her head and stared at the will, her eyes gleaming. "Tell the imperial concubine to take good care of her... I will visit her and the children again in ten days."

The candlelight in the rear hall of the Yangxin Palace was only as big as a bean, and Xuan Ling suddenly felt his arms empty in his sleep.

Sheng Xiyan curled up on the side of the dragon bed, shouting "It hurts, it hurts."

"Yanyan?" Xuan Ling woke up instantly, and felt a burning sensation on his palm. "Where does it hurt?"

Sheng Xiyan bit her lip and shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

Xuan Ling lifted the shark silk curtain and saw in the moonlight that there was something strange about her clothes - there were suspicious marks under the jade-colored satin, and a faint sweet fragrance was emitted.

"This is..." His Adam's apple rolled, and the tips of his white jade ears turned red in an instant.

Sheng Xiyan shrank back into the dragon bed out of shame, but Xuan Ling grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.

The skin under his palm was incredibly hot. He pressed it lightly tentatively, only to hear a sob: "Wuwuwuwu..."

"Yanyan, why are you as hard as a rock?"

Sheng Xiyan groaned in embarrassment, "I forgot to ask the imperial physician to prescribe the nai decoction. It hurts so much."

"Someone come here!" Xuan Ling shouted outside, but when he turned around, he saw Sheng Xiyan grabbing his collar in pain.

Hua Xia, who was on night duty, ran in.

That was the same thing when Sheng Xiyan gave birth to Jiang Jiang. Hua Xia understood immediately, "Your Majesty, don't worry. I will ask the imperial physician to prescribe medicine right away."

After the footsteps faded away, Xuan Ling suddenly lowered the bed curtains.

Twelve layers of shark silk gauze hung down, dividing the dragon bed into an ambiguous world.

Xuan Ling pulled up the bright yellow brocade quilt to cover the two of them. In the darkness, two pairs of eyes blinked at each other, and the fragrance lingered between them.

"It takes half an hour to boil the medicine..." His eyes were as deep as a wolf's. "Yanyan, it takes quite a while to boil the medicine. It may not work immediately after drinking it, so, so..."

Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips and shyly hid to the side, but he held her down, "Baby, are you still shy with your husband? Close your eyes, be good."

When Xuan Ling leaned over, his black hair fell and brushed across her blushing cheeks.

"Close your eyes." He coaxed her softly, but when she closed her eyes obediently, he gasped—the candlelight shone through the gauze curtains, and...

After an incense stick of time, Xuan Ling got off the dragon bed and went to the wardrobe to get clothes for Sheng Xiyan. He breathed heavily, and his handsome cheeks flushed.

Sheng Xiyan hid in the quilt. It was too exciting, but it didn’t hurt anymore, hehe.

After a while, Xuan Ling pulled back the quilt and saw her covering her face. His eyes couldn't help but fall on her embroidery again. His voice was so low and husky that it was out of tune, "Yan Yan, I'll change into a dry nightgown before going to bed."

Sheng Xiyan was picked up by him and placed on his lap. Her face was as red as a big apple. The two of them were silent and a little embarrassed.

Xuan Ling changed her into a fragrant satin nightgown and gently stroked her black hair. "Yan Yan looks so pretty when she's shy."

Sheng Xiyan looked up at him and said, "Your face is as red as mine..."

She was about to lower her head when he held the back of her head and kissed her.

She also carefully pulled the quilt to wrap her body, remembering the detail that she should not catch a cold during confinement.

Half an hour later, Hua Xia came in with medicine and saw the emperor holding a bright yellow brocade quilt. The empress was wrapped inside, with only the back of her head exposed. It seemed that the emperor had coaxed the empress to sleep.

Xuan Ling said softly, "Put it on the candle to keep it warm first."

Hua Xia did as she was told and quietly left.

When the sky was just getting light, Sheng Xiyan woke up with bloating and pain.

Xuan Ling had been awake for a long time and was staring at her pajamas with his chin propped up.

"Last night..." His fingertips brushed across her collarbone, "After Yanyan fell asleep, I couldn't bear to wake her up..."

Sheng Xiyan picked up a soft pillow and threw it at him: "You did it on purpose!"

Xuan Ling caught the pillow with a smile, and suddenly turned over to cover her under him.

In the morning light, her untied long hair fell like a waterfall, enclosing the two of them in private shadows.

"Well, it was indeed intentional. Then give me one more chance. We will never have children again and won't let you suffer this pain."

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Hua Xia was waiting outside the hall with a bowl of medicine in her hand, her face flushed red as she heard this.

An hour later, the emperor came out from behind the curtain, looking refreshed, holding the imperial concubine who was wrapped like a silkworm in his arms - only the back of her head was exposed.

At noon, three wet nurses came to the Yangxin Palace carrying three babies.

"Wow--" Yu Yan suddenly cried out, waking up the sleeping Le Zhao.

The two babies were crying one after another, but Yu Chen was surprisingly quiet.

Xuan Ling frowned and opened the swaddling clothes, only to see the little ball sitting with his legs crossed, his black eyes rolling around.

Seeing him sticking his head out, he actually grinned without any teeth.

Sheng Xiyan spread Yuchen's chubby legs apart and said, "If you keep your legs crossed like this, they won't grow straight. Honey, be good."

Xuan Ling pinched his fat feet and thought, this kid is silent, could he be mute? No way? I have a mute son? ! !

Nanny Liu, who was taking care of Yu Chen, knelt down and stammered, "This servant has discovered something and must tell the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine.

Xuan Ling asked, "What's the matter?"

The nurse said, "I noticed that His Highness Chen didn't cry or make a fuss..."

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