Chapter 391
With red candles burning brightly in the warm tent, and his beloved in his arms, even a saint would find it hard to resist. Their hearts were already intertwined; how could they not fall in love?
However, Shen Qingnian was pregnant, and in the end, the two only comforted each other before falling asleep in each other's arms.
The night passed quickly.
The next morning, Shen Qingnian was woken up by Song Xuan.
“We need to return to the palace early today. If you are still sleepy, you can sleep after you get in the carriage, okay?” Song Xuan said softly as he held her.
Shen Qingnian was pregnant and needed to sleep more than usual. Although the two of them didn't go all the way last night, they still made love for a while. She was so sleepy that she didn't even want to open her eyes. She just waved her hand and mumbled, "I'll sleep for another quarter of an hour."
Seeing her exhausted appearance, Song Xuan smiled, bent down and kissed her forehead before quietly getting up.
Shen Qingnian slept until almost the time of departure before getting up. The man personally helped her wash up before she got into the carriage.
Food was laid out on a small table inside the carriage. Song Xuan led Shen Qingnian to sit on the cushions and pointed to the food, saying, "Century egg and lean pork porridge, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, sweet and sour pork, all of these are to your liking. It will still be some time before we return to the palace, so let's have something to eat first."
This was prepared in advance by the palace servants accompanying him.
Shen Qingnian looked at the food on the small table and her heart stirred. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty is truly thoughtful."
Men always do things that touch her heart in the details. The gold, silver and brocade bestowed by the emperor are not rare. On the contrary, these little things are more precious.
"I will certainly treat you with care," Song Xuan said, placing the bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork in front of her.
She ate with her head down, taking small bites. Because she had gotten up late, the man had already eaten breakfast alone and was now sitting on the soft couch next to her reading a book.
After Shen Qingnian had finished eating, she looked at the man who was engrossed in his book and asked, "Has Your Majesty decided what to do after returning to the palace?"
She had discussed this matter with Song Xuan several times before, but each time it ended in failure, simply because the best way was to ignore her first, which he was very unwilling to do.
But now that we've embarked on our journey back to the palace, this matter must be discussed thoroughly to prevent any mishaps.
Upon hearing her words, Song Xuan immediately frowned slightly: "Qing Nian, I think we don't need to neglect you, and we can proceed with the plan."
“But Your Majesty, this is the fastest way. The Shen family father and son are traitors and colluding with the enemy. A quick victory is the best choice,” Shen Qingnian insisted.
Only when the man feigns alienation from her will Shen Zheng and his son see an opportunity to take action.
Song Xuan remained silent, clearly disagreeing with her statement.
Seeing this, Shen Qingnian came to the man's side, placed her hand on the back of his hand, and said softly, "It's just a pretense of estrangement, not real. Your Majesty can just look for me privately when the time comes, it won't cause any trouble."
Upon hearing her words, Song Xuan's expression softened, and after she offered further words of comfort, he finally relented.
After the two of them agreed on the matter, Shen Qingnian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
An hour later, the two carriages entered the palace separately. Shen Qingnian's carriage headed towards the Golden Hall, while Song Xuan's carriage went directly back to Yong'an Palace.
Xia Zi and the palace servants who came to greet the emperor were all completely bewildered. Usually, His Majesty and the Imperial Concubine would ride in the same carriage, but they were separated after returning from the imperial palace.
Did they have a fight?
Xiazi looked at the two carriages that were going their separate ways and getting further and further away, her face full of doubt.
The young eunuch who had come with Xia Zi to greet the emperor cautiously inquired, "Eunuch Xia, are we still sending this thing into the Golden Hall?"
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