Hua Xia fanned her with a fan and said sadly, "My lady, the emperor just entered the side hall."

Sheng Xiyan dipped some red cinnabar and was painting a lotus-shaped dance costume.

The melody of the xiao is distant and heavy, and it comes here like a gentle greeting.

"My lady, was this played by the Emperor or by Dun Shuyuan?"

As Sheng Xiyan painted, he said, "The sound is melodious, harmonious, leisurely and distant, making people forget the world. Such a powerful tune must have been played by the emperor."

"It's so beautiful! I never thought someone as serious as the Emperor could play such a romantic piece. If you listen carefully, you can sense the sadness, isn't it, my lady?"

Sheng Xiyan said, "Go and close the palace door."

"What if the Emperor comes to see the young lady later? It's better not to close it."

"Go and close it."

Hua Xia couldn't persuade her, so she asked Xiao Zhuozi to lock the door of the palace.

Inside the palace, Hua Xia curled her lips and said, "My lady, I find you increasingly difficult to understand. Yesterday, you said you were going to the South Garden to make up your mind, but you wound up covered in wounds. Now that the Emperor is so close, you seem unmotivated. Do you still remember the ambitions you had when you entered the palace?"

Sheng Xiyan handed her the drawn paper and said, "You and Aunt Zhang are very skillful. Make me a lotus dance skirt according to this pattern."

"Oh, by the way, today in the South Garden, I heard someone say that the palace will hold its annual lotus viewing banquet in five days. Do you want to dance on that day?"

Sheng Xiyan gently stroked her fingers, "I won't eat from tomorrow on, to ensure I stay as light as a swallow."

"Do you still have the energy? Eat something."

"I have to hurry up and regain my favor. In a month, registration for the special examination will begin. I must ensure that Big Brother can participate in this year's examination."

Hua Xia encouraged, "My dear, you can do it."

Sheng Xiyan got off the couch and said, "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep."

She fell into the tent and fell asleep to the melodious sound of the xiao.

In the side hall, Xuan Ling stopped playing the xiao, as if the more he played, the more difficult it became for him to control himself.

Dun Shuyuan said in a delicate voice, "Your Majesty, can you teach me how to play the xiao?"

Xuan Ling said coldly: "I don't accept disciples."

She stood up to leave, but Dun Shuyuan held her back and pleaded, "Your Majesty, it's so late, why are you leaving? I'm so sad."

Seeing her start to cry, Xuan Ling said solemnly, "Did you pull up the agarwood sapling? Did you know that I ordered it to be planted? Did you cut down the swing too?"

Dun Shuyuan knelt on the ground in fear. "Your Majesty, I didn't know it was a gift from the Emperor. It was Sister Sheng who said she didn't want to see the agarwood saplings anymore, so I had them pulled out. She also said she didn't want to see the swing anymore."

"Nonsense, Sheng Xiyan never tells lies, unlike you who are full of nonsense."

"Kneel down and don't get up until the sun comes out tomorrow!"

Xuan Ling threw down a word of punishment and left the side hall.

Outside the hall, Eunuch Fu and the guards followed him and saw him walk towards the main hall door and look around.

"Your Majesty, the door is locked."

Xuan Ling said angrily with a dark face: "Did I say I want to go in? Does anyone want me to go in?"

He turned around and climbed onto the imperial carriage, his chest full of air. He reached out and pulled his collar to breathe slowly.

"Can't she tell that it's me who's playing the xiao?"

Eunuch Fu hurriedly said, "The Emperor rarely plays the xiao, so it's normal that Miss Sheng hasn't heard it before."

Xuan Ling persisted, "That's not normal. With her intelligence, it's impossible for her not to realize it was me who was playing the trumpet."

He played the tune as softly and gently as possible, hoping to comfort her, but she ignored him.

He said with certainty, "I will never care about her again. Be my witness."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As Eunuch Fu agreed, he thought, "The Emperor has just flipped the green card. How dare Lady Sheng disobey? How could such a simple matter become so complicated?"

The emperor was moved, upset, hurt, and broken.

Two days later.

In the main courtyard of Guanju Palace, Shanhu came back from the imperial kitchen with a basket containing only a few rotten vegetable leaves and a few wilted fruits.

She didn't dare enter the main hall, so she went to the side room and said to Hua Xia, "Sister Hua Xia, what should we do if this continues? The young master no longer has his daily milk, and he hasn't even received his meat, minced meat, or fruits."

Hua Xia soothed him, "There are eggs and some dried meat in the small kitchen. Pick some vegetables from the yard and make some porridge for the young master. I'll go talk to the young master and find a solution."

As she left the side room, Xiao Zhuozi came in with two palace maids, carrying a basket in her hands.

"Miss Hua Xia, Consort De asked me to bring some food to your young lady. This basket was sent by Young Lady Gao and Young Lady Lin."

Sheng Xiyan came out and said sincerely, "Please tell Consort De, Sister Gao, and Sister Lin to thank me. I will invite them to come here for a gathering in a few days."

Several palace maids looked at her carefully. Miss Sheng seemed quite normal. She didn't look crazy and had a smiling face.

"Yes, the servants are going back. Take care, Miss Sheng."

Hua Xia and the others looked at the basket and said happily, "That's good! It's all practical food that can last for five or six days."

Sheng Xiyan smiled and said, "Five or six days will be enough."

Meixiang came back from outside the hall with a depressed look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"My lady, I just heard that the Emperor has repeatedly turned over Miss Min's green card these past two days, and today he even promoted her to a noble lady."

Sheng Xiyan did splits easily on the palace carpet, her figure as slender and soft as a willow.

"Isn't this wonderful? Sister Min has been in the palace for three years, and finally the clouds have cleared and the moon is shining."

Hua Xia muttered quietly, "This time, several young ladies who are on good terms with the young lady have sent gifts, but the young lady Min is the only one who hasn't come."

Sheng Xiyan said, "Forget it. It's a favor given by others, not an obligation. There's no need to keep it in mind."

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