Seeing the food box on the table, he said coldly: "Take this away, I don't need her hypocritical things."

If you came to see me sincerely, why would you just turn around and leave?

She was clearly just pretending, but why? Why didn't she have him in her heart?

I entered the palace for the sake of my child, and I have been dealing with him for the past six months for the sake of living.

It was the first time that Xuan Ling discovered that his heart could also hurt. No, it wasn’t the first time, that was a long time ago.

When he was eight years old, he was given to the Queen Mother by his mother. At that time, he did not understand the truth and thought that he was abandoned by his biological mother. Every dark night, he huddled in the corner of the bed with only one sentence in his mind: he was not worthy of being loved.

Even though I learned later when I grew up that my mother was also a victim, the heartache I felt would not subside, and the shadow of not being loved would not be healed.

Over the years, he was a cold and heartless emperor, his heart was barren of love, but he was calm and composed.

Sheng Xiyan's appearance is like a flame, which seems to burn brighter and brighter.

He wanted to hug her passionately, but he found that she never opened her arms to him.

. . . . . .

Sheng Xiyan was walking in front. It was already dark and the palace lanterns were just beginning to light up.

Hua Xia held her back and said, "My lady, are you confused?"

Meixiang also held her back, "My lady, how could you just turn around and leave? Shouldn't you fight for the chance to see the Emperor?"

Both of them were deeply traumatized by the time they fell out of favor. Their food and drink were withheld, and they were harassed and despised by other palace servants when they went out. Their lives were extremely miserable.

Sheng Xiyan stopped and said, "Do you think crying at the door will help? The emperor won't be soft-hearted. I wonder what made him unhappy?"

The master and his servant stopped and thought.

After a long while, Sheng Xiyan said, "Don't be so sad. We women should never bow down for a few pieces of silver."

Hua Xia and Mei Xiang looked even more worried when they heard this.

Sheng Xiyan said sternly: "But, I can still bend my knees for five thousand dou of rice."

Hua Xia was delighted when she heard this and asked, "Young Master, what do you have in mind?"

Sheng Xiyan looked to the right and saw a lush lawn and lay down.

Hua Xia and Mei Xiang were shocked and said, "My lady, what are you doing lying here in the middle of the night? It's so damp! Get up quickly."

Sheng Xiyan pulled Hua Xia's ear and said, "Mei Xiang, stay with me. Hua Xia, go to Yangxin Palace and tell Eunuch Fu this..."

Hua Xia's eyes twitched, "My lady, I've made a note of this. I'll go tell her right away."

The Yangxin Palace was now shrouded in the emperor's forbearing oppression. The palace servants added tea cautiously and did not dare to make any noise when they walked around.

Xuan Ling frowned as he reviewed the memorials. He picked up a vermilion pen and wrote a few lines in a flamboyant style, then threw them into a black basket on the side.

Eunuch Fu knew that the minister who ran into the blade would be in trouble.

Because there were two things placed next to the dragon table, one was a golden basket and the other was a black basket.

Usually, memorials that Emperor Xuanwu approved of would be thrown into the golden basket, while those that were punishable by execution would be thrown into the black basket.

The palace maid waved at the door, and Eunuch Fu hurried out.

As soon as he saw Hua Xia, his eyes rolled up, "Oh my, your young master just pierced the sky, is he planning to do it again?"

Hua Xia pulled his arm and said in a pretentious manner, "Eunuch Fu, this is terrible..."

As Eunuch Fu listened, he wondered if telling the emperor about this could change his anger.

"I'll give it a try. Whether it succeeds or not depends on your young master's luck."

"Thank you, Eunuch Fu. I'll bring you some osmanthus smoked fish tomorrow."

Eunuch Fu walked in and stood in front of the dragon table, sighing softly.

Xuan Ling raised his eyes and glared at him, "You little dog slave, you think I'm not annoying enough, you look so unlucky."

"Your Majesty, I just learned something and I don't know whether I should tell you about it, for fear of upsetting you."

Xuan Ling picked up a new letter and asked, "What's the matter?"

Eunuch Fu shrank his neck and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Hua Xia came to say that Young Master Sheng was so heartbroken on her way home that she fainted by the garden."

Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to read the letter, but the words on it became increasingly blurred.

"Go find two guards to carry her back."

When Eunuch Fu heard this, he thought, well, Young Lady Sheng has fallen out of favor.

"I understand."

He walked out.

Suddenly, I heard a majestic voice behind me, "I think you are tired, so it's a good time to go out and get some fresh air."

Xuan Ling put down the memorial and walked out of the hall. As soon as he walked out of the hall, his pace obviously quickened a bit.

Eight imperial guards followed him, holding lanterns.

The young eunuch asked, "Steward Fu, should we still ask the guards to carry Young Master Sheng?"

Eunuch Fu hit him on the head with a dust cloud, "You're so stupid! What is the emperor going to do now? Don't you understand?"

Sheng Xiyan was lying on the lawn east of the Imperial Garden, feeling extremely uncomfortable because of the dampness underneath.

Meixiang stood on the stone pier and said, "My lady, why don't you get up first? If I see the emperor coming and calling you, you can lie down again."

Sheng Xiyan said: "The best way to defeat a tsundere is to be sincere. This little bit of suffering is nothing. Let's try our best."

Just as he finished speaking, the silk trouser leg at his ankle moved, followed by a furry and itchy feeling at his ankle.

It's pitch black here, what kind of animal could it be?

Sheng Xiyan's mind exploded with fear, and she jumped up and ran forward.

"Rat! Help!"

Meixiang saw her running away as if for her life, so she hurriedly got off the stone pier and followed her.

Soon, Hua Xia brought Xuan Ling to the east side of the Imperial Garden.

"Huh? Is this where the young master fainted just now?"

Xuan Ling swept the lawn, and the guards ran to the bushes behind to search.

"Your Majesty, I do not see Miss Sheng."

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