"Does it still hurt?"
Sheng Xiyan's eyes flickered as she said shyly, "With the emperor's comfort, the pain is gone."
He didn't let go of her hand, his eyes looking at the thing she was embroidering. There were only a few small red dots, and it seemed that the pattern could not be seen. He asked, "What are you embroidering, my dear?"
Sheng Xiyan took a deep breath silently. It was time to clear up the misunderstanding. "Your Majesty, the handkerchief was embroidered with a little tiger before because Jiangjiang's Chinese zodiac sign is tiger. I embroidered it for fun."
Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, "I see."
It seemed as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, but at the same time, he remembered that Qi Yan was also born in the year of the Tiger, and his heart sank again, not knowing whether what she said was true or not.
"So what are you planning to embroider now?"
Sheng Xiyan showed him the corner of the handkerchief with her other hand. Xuan Ling looked at it and asked, "Red dot? What does it mean?"
She only said tactfully, "Each red dot represents the intersection between me and the Emperor."
Xuan Ling showed an unprecedented interest and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.
"The first time I met the Emperor was in the woods of the western suburbs. The Emperor shot me in the chest with an arrow that day. I almost died and bled profusely."
Xuan Ling stared at the area where her heart was on her chest, thinking that the snow-white skin there must have been scarred by his arrow.
"The second time I met the Emperor was in the Zhongcui Palace. I prefer to go to the Yangxin Palace, where it's just the Emperor and I, and that's when we can truly meet."
"The third time I met the Emperor was at the Grand Hyatt Inn. That day, I was like a frightened bird, helpless and in dire straits. Fortunately, the Emperor came and saved me and the general like a god descending from heaven."
"The fourth time I met His Majesty was in the Xiandu Hall of the temporary palace. His Majesty encouraged me to be confident and not to feel sorry for myself because I was a widow with a child."
Xuan Ling knew that their fifth meeting was not the night when he was sleeping in the Yangxin Palace, but the night when he was in the palace in the courtyard of Yufu Palace. She was crying and he was watching her from behind.
"Why don't you say it?"
Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips and stroked her handkerchief, "I have a wish..."
He is the emperor, can't he satisfy her one extravagant wish? As long as he wants.
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
Sheng Xiyan's white and tender fingers gently slid over the small red dot, with anticipation and longing, "I hope to meet the emperor many times in the future and fill this handkerchief."
So that's why. No wonder there are only eight little red dots on the handkerchief. The total number of times they have met is less than the number of times ten fingers count.
Seeing that he remained silent, Sheng Xiyan said pitifully, "It was my wishful thinking. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
With pitiful caution, Xuan Ling felt warm in her heart. She carefully experienced the interaction between the two and kept him in her heart, even though it was just the beginning.
He stroked the small red spots and said, "I hope that my meeting with Sheng Xiyan will not only fill this handkerchief, but thousands of handkerchiefs."
Is this considered a confession from the emperor? He plans to see her many times. Sheng Xiyan was secretly happy in her heart. Isn't that a favorite concubine?
She must seize every opportunity to spend time together and use various means to accelerate the warming of the relationship.
His left hand kept holding her right hand without letting go, and their body temperatures blended against each other's skin.
The round table was filled with delicious food. Hua Xia said, "Your Majesty, my lady, you can have dinner now."
Xuan Ling stood up and led Sheng Xiyan to the flower hall for dinner. This was the first time the two of them walked together hand in hand.
Braised shark's fin, boiled cabbage, Kung Pao chicken, Longjing shrimp, lion's head, stir-fried fish fillet...
"Sit down, I'll give you some nutrition."
Sheng Xiyan sat down and picked up a piece of lotus cake and placed it in the jade bowl in front of him.
Lotus pastry is made of pastry dough into a vivid pink lotus shape.
Xuan Ling was in a good mood. He tasted half of it and actually brought it to Sheng Xiyan's mouth.
Eunuch Fu came in carrying a wine jug and smirked. He said, "This is probably the first person who can be fed by our emperor. Even Princess Lewen and the eldest prince have never had this treatment!"
“It has a crispy and sweet taste.”
There was a bit of lotus crisp crumbs on her lips, a light pink that dimmed her cherry lips.
Xuan Ling stretched out his hand, touched the corner of her lips with the tip of his thumb, and gently wiped away the pink debris, but did not release his fingertips.
The dark eyes stared at her as if to burn her, and Sheng Xiyan's pupils shrank.
In the moment their eyes met, the two seemed to have a subtle entanglement, ambiguous and hazy.
It takes a strong heart to seduce the emperor. Sheng Xiyan was nervous, and a charming look appeared on her face, which made Xuan Ling's heart beat.
She was wearing a long skirt with a plain waist. Although it did not have too many decorations, it made her waist look soft, her curves exquisite, her figure slender, and she was charming and captivating.
The nectar on the table - Zhu Yan Hua Zui - is served in a jade-carved porcelain vase.
Xuan Ling said, "This is the first time you and I have a formal meal together. Let's have some wine."
Sheng Xiyan picked up the wine jug and carefully poured it into two jade cups.
"Your Majesty, please."
"Let's drink together."
The two clinked their glasses. Xuan Ling noticed that she frowned slightly while drinking. This meant she couldn't drink much, which was easy to do. He could ask her something.
After drinking several glasses of wine in succession, Sheng Xiyan declined, "Your Majesty, please spare me. I don't know how to drink and I'm about to get drunk."
Her face was flushed with intoxication, and her voice was like the soft flowing hot spring water, melodious and ethereal.
Those eyes were crystal clear and the way he waved his hands for mercy was so adorable.
Xuan Ling pulled her into his arms, and she sat on his lap, filled with fragrance.
This was the first time their bodies had contact. Goose bumps appeared on my skin and my heart felt numb.
The slender neck, charming collarbone, and looking down again, the towering snow-white breasts, all give you a feeling of ecstasy.
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