Xuan Ling heard a slight sniffing sound and slowly opened his eyes. He found that Sheng Xiyan was pretending to be asleep with her eyelids closed, but there were still crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes and a line of clearly visible tear marks on her cheeks.

There is only one reason that can make her cry so sadly, and that is her longing for Qi Yan.

Xuan Ling held her in his arms with heartache, hugged her tightly and gently stroked her back to comfort her.

Suddenly, I remembered the set of white jade jewelry I saw last night. It was the only item Sheng Xiyan carried with her when she escaped. I guessed it was also a gift from Qi Yan to her.

Xuan Ling didn't ask why she was sad, but said softly, "Yan Yan, what do you want to add to Guanju Palace when you move in? I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to take care of it."

After hearing what he said, Sheng Xiyan was afraid that she had let her emotions run wild, so she quickly restrained herself.

Qi Yi's small hand gently stroked his collar, "Your Majesty, I want a swing."

Swing?

"It's so beautiful to see the flowers and trees swaying behind the curtains, and the girl swinging on the swing. Yanyan, you must have liked swings when you were in seclusion, right?"

"Yes, that is my favorite pastime. When I swing on the swing, I feel relaxed both physically and mentally, like a free bird, gazing at the scenery outside the courtyard wall. Your Majesty, do you know that swinging is not only enjoyed by me, but is also a favorite pastime for many women in the boudoir."

A picture appeared in Xuan Ling's mind: a head of shiny black hair dancing in the wind, a long skirt floating in the air unwilling to fall, and a beautiful face on the swing with a happy smile on its face.

Sheng Xiyan covered her lips and spoke too quickly. The word "freedom" wouldn't make the emperor think too much, right?

He tried to make up for it by saying, "Your Majesty, swinging is also an activity that strengthens the body, can ward off disasters and diseases, and prevent plague."

Xuan Ling stroked her hair and said gently, "I will send someone to install a swing in Guanju Palace so that you can play to your heart's content and laugh to your heart's content."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You are so kind to Xiyan."

Sheng Xiyan lay on his chest and smiled sweetly. It was obviously a small request, but it made her so happy.

He asked. If she politely said that she didn't want anything, it would seem that she didn't treat him as her man. But if she asked for an object to enrich her life, it would show that she was a woman who understood life and was not greedy for wealth.

"Yanyan, forget the past and live a good life beside me."

He spoke slowly, stroking her soft long hair.

"good."

Eunuch Fu's voice came from outside the palace, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

Sheng Xiyan got up and said, "Your Majesty, I will help you change your clothes and wash up."

Xuan Ling took out the jade foot from the brocade quilt, looked carefully at the broken place, and gently brushed the sole of the foot with his fingers. The unconscious teasing made people's scalp tingle.

She couldn't help but grab the bright yellow mattress.

"There's no redness or swelling, but the wound will take time to heal. You'll stay here for the next two days to recover. Let the servants take care of the moving."

Xuan Ling carefully placed her jade feet on the couch as she spoke. She turned around and saw two pink clouds on her snow-white cheeks. Her eyes flickered again. Was she shy?

"I'll ask them to wait on you. You can only play on the swing after you recover from your injuries."

He stood up gracefully and turned his head, a smile on his thin lips. His pair of jade feet were as beautiful as lotus flowers. It was not difficult to imagine how charming his delicate body was.

Xuan Ling found that his originally calm thoughts and blood had gone from being as still as a pool of stagnant water to now having ups and downs. He was becoming more and more like a normal person, rather than an emotionless emperor who was almost godlike.

At the age of twelve, he was still a child. When he ascended the throne to become emperor, he was wary of many forces. He walked through life in fear and anxiety, and gave up many emotions.

No one knew that the young emperor, who sat on the dragon throne in the Golden Palace during the day, curled up in his quilt and cried secretly at night, fearing that the empress dowager would be displeased and replaced, that the regent would trample on him, or that he would be poisoned to death.

After a long time, people become numb.

Sheng Xiyan sat on the dragon couch and looked up at Xuan Ling. He had broad shoulders and narrow hips, and was seven feet eight inches tall. His figure and appearance were not inferior to Xuan Ling in any way. He had the majesty of an emperor and the elegant and upright temperament of a Confucian gentleman.

If we use plants as an analogy, it is very similar to the agarwood tree, the most precious plant in the world.

Eunuch Fu knelt down and tidied up the dragon robe for Xuan Ling.

He dressed neatly, turned around and said with a faint smile: "Yanyan, if you feel bored, you can go to the West Warm Pavilion to read."

"I understand, Your Majesty, do you know anything about agarwood?"

Xuan Ling's eyes lit up, "Yan Yan, how did you know that I like to collect agarwood? I'll tell you in detail later. Go to sleep for a while. I'm going to attend the morning court."

Sheng Xiyan stroked her hair and nodded coquettishly.

Eunuch Fu observed the emperor's words and expressions. It was such a sweet atmosphere. More importantly, the emperor had never let any concubine stay overnight in the Yangxin Palace. He did not allow her to be served in the morning and let her sleep a little longer. This was a unique favor.

I guess Miss Sheng was very satisfied with the way she served the emperor last night.

As they walked out of the palace, Eunuch Fu respectfully asked, "Your Majesty, you slept late last night, which exhausted your energy. I will have you prepare some nourishing soup and let it sit for you to enjoy after the morning court session."

Xuan Ling slapped his hat, smiled and got on the imperial carriage without saying a word.

Eunuch Fu followed the imperial carriage and said, "Your Majesty, I have already given instructions to send a tonic soup to Young Master Sheng later."

Xuan Ling smiled slightly but said nothing. Even though she hadn't yet served him in bed, it would be good for her to replenish her body.

"Your Majesty, I believe that Young Master Sheng is extremely intelligent and knows how to please you. She will definitely become your capable assistant in the future."

Xuan Ling frowned slightly, "Eunuch Fu, the affairs of the harem cannot be speculated casually."

Eunuch Fu quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "I know I was wrong. I just felt that Miss Sheng was different from the other concubines, so I thought this way."

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