He was so sleepy that he fell asleep while being carried down the mountain by the guards.
Hua Xia took them to sit in the carriage at the back.
In the imperial carriage in front, Sheng Xiyan carefully put the gourd vine into a pearl embroidered cloth bag.
Turning around, she saw the emperor's fiery eyes, and her desire was beyond words.
"Xuanlang..."
Xuan Ling pulled her into his arms.
"Yanyan, are you happy?"
Her soft chin was engulfed by the warmth.
Sheng Xiyan asked softly, "Is the Emperor relieved?"
With the shady method of burning the gourd vine, Xuan Ling felt at ease and could let Yanyan get pregnant without worry.
I thought he would just make a move and it would be over, but I didn't expect the fire to grow more and more intense and out of control.
"No... not here..."
Xuan Ling stretched out his slender arms in a hurry and pulled down the curtain of the sedan chair.
His breathing was disordered, and he said incoherently:
"Don't be afraid, Yanyan... No one dares to listen... and no one dares to look. There are only the two of us here..."
The embroidered shoes fell on the soft carpet. Sheng Xiyan's face was full of shame. She pushed him hard and escaped in his broad arms.
"Yan Yan... I am going back to the palace to listen to the report from the imperial gate... Are you willing to stay with me tomorrow?
Are you willing to give it up? Hmm? "
Bewitched, bethought,
Sheng Xiyan closed her eyes.
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This is the moment when souls merge with each other.
With tears in her eyes, she sang softly and tenderly.
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After an unknown amount of time, the humid air gradually subsided.
The hem of the skirt and the corners of the robe are stacked together, intertwined and inseparable.
Sheng Xiyan's hair was wet on her forehead, and she lay softly on his broad chest, drowsy.
I don't know how much time passed before I heard the sound of flipping papers.
Her clothes were already put on.
But she was still held horizontally in his arms,
Xuan Ling put his left arm around the back of Sheng Xiyan's neck, and flipped through the memorials with his right hand, looking very focused.
It has to be said that people with strong vitality are born with it and are full of energy at all times.
Sheng Xiyan asked hoarsely, "Your Majesty, where are you?"
Xuan Ling put the report he had read into the sandalwood box, bent down and kissed her nose.
Petting asked: "We are about to enter the city gate, are you comfortable?"
Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips, looking shy.
He leaned close to her ear and asked teasingly, "This time is different from before. I will listen to you. How does it feel?"
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