On the full moon banquet for her child, the devastating news arrived that her husband had died on the battlefield. Sheng Xiyan fell into the abyss.
The prince's mansion bullied the orphan...
"Your Majesty, I remember the time before I entered the palace. It was raining that day, and I came out of the rouge shop. Who do you think I saw?"
Xuan Ling glanced at her coldly.
"I saw General Qi running to a street corner in the rain. There was a woman in a violet dress waiting for him. General Qi ran up to her, threw his umbrella over her, and the two of them embraced tightly. They even kissed in the street! Many people stopped to watch."
Xuan Ling couldn't twist the agarwood necklace in his hand, and his dark eyes exuded the coldness of the bottom of the cold pond.
After a long while, he said sternly, "Dun Shuyuan, you talk too much. Go to the flower hall and kneel down."
Dun Shuyuan said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty, what have I done wrong? Every time you come back, you punish me by making me kneel in the hall, and my knees haven't healed yet."
"Go kneel outside the temple."
"Then let's go to the flower hall. I'll be there right away. Your Majesty, please calm down."
At least kneeling in the hall means you don’t have to endure the cold wind in the middle of the night.
Even so, Dun Shuyuan still felt it was worth it. The angrier the emperor got, the more miserable you, Sheng Xiyan, would be.
Eunuch Fu helped Xuan Ling to rest and sighed, thinking how comfortable the emperor was resting in the Yangxin Palace. It seemed that he came here not to sleep with Dun Shuyuan, but most likely for Lady Sheng in the main palace next door.
Xuan Ling lay down, tossing and turning, and ordered: "Go and see if the main hall has rested."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After a while, Eunuch Fu came running back and said, "Your Majesty, the lights in the main hall have been turned off and people are resting."
Xuan Ling sat up angrily, "Sheng Xiyan, you're so good! You knew I was coming, but I hadn't even rested yet, and you went to sleep first without a clear conscience?!"
She must be mourning her deceased husband, mourning him so much that she forgets everything else.
Eunuch Fu tried his best to guess the emperor's intention, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he said:
"Your Majesty, how about I knock on the door and call Miss Sheng to come and greet you? You are so angry now, I must let her know how powerful I am and let Miss Sheng comfort Your Majesty."
Xuan Ling stood up and snorted coldly, "Change my clothes, I'm going back to Yangxin Palace. Do I need her to coax me? I don't want to see her again!"
Eunuch Fu was stunned, thinking about the truth of this statement. The last time the emperor said that he would no longer care about Lady Sheng, he couldn't sleep or eat.
Xuan Ling kicked him and said, "You little slave, you don't want to live anymore. Hurry up and put on my boots. I don't want to stay in Guanju Palace for a moment."