Sheng Xiyan stuffed a large steamed meatball with rice flour into her mouth, and then another, and another, eating three in a row.
Xuan Ling stared at her intently, waiting for her to express an emotion, just like the day she left him to go to Qi Yan first - his jealousy and anger.
"Yan Yan, you used to be such a kind-hearted person. When a concubine you didn't get along with got into trouble, you would rush forward to save her. Why are you acting so cold-blooded this time?"
He used perverse logic to provoke her, hoping to see her question him hysterically.
"Why did the Emperor abandon me to care about Cui Nianmi?"
Sheng Xiyan lowered her head and drank the soup calmly.
Since she was a child, she has followed her father to save the dying and the wounded, and regards curing diseases and saving lives as her mission.
After entering the palace, when some concubines who targeted her were in danger, Shen Wanrong would forget her personal grudges and only think about doing her best to save them.
But this time, when she heard that Cui Nianmi was poisoned by a bee and might never wake up again, she was secretly happy in her heart.
The woman's jealousy made her lose the qualities to cure diseases and save lives.
Her love for Xuan Ling had already grown into flesh and blood without her realizing it, more than she had imagined.
The answer was found in the jealousy and sadness.
Xuan Ling grabbed her wrist and took away the jade spoon.
"Yanyan, did you hear what I asked?"
His voice was full of majesty, just like when they first met. Sheng Xiyan raised her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes were clearly black and white, and they were naturally filled with the awe-inspiring majesty of an emperor who looked down on everything.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Sister Mi'er is a lucky person and will be fine."
She speaks softly.
Slowly and softly like a gurgling stream.
But his heart was in turmoil. How could she be so calm? Why didn't she ask him whether he loved her or not?
The grip on the slender wrist tightened, but the tone was weak.
"Sheng Xiyan, how do you feel about me doting on Cui Nianmi during this period? Tell me the truth."
Sheng Xiyan smiled and said, "It is His Majesty's will to favor whomever he chooses. I don't feel anything about it."
Xuan Ling sneered, "Then let me ask you, right now, at this moment, do you like me more, or Qi Yan more?"
Sheng Xiyan could tell that he was trying to trick her. It was clear that he hoped the answer was that she could only love him, but he asked who loved her more?
"I love no one but myself."
Xuan Ling was dejected. Even after doing so much, he still couldn't arouse her love for him?
The knuckles of his clenched hands turned white, and his eyes were bloodshot, which scared Sheng Xiyan.
Are you sick? You've already fallen in love with Cui Nianmi, so why are you forcing me to love only you?
An ideal picture comes to mind:
She overturned the table and yelled at him.
"Your Majesty, why did it take you a year and a half to make me fall in love with you, but only a month to fall in love with Cui Nianmi?
You are such a heartless and selfish person!
In my heart, Ayan is better than you. You and your Mi'er have been there, and never appear in front of me again!
I feel hatred if I look at you for even one more moment!"
Xuan Ling grabbed her neck with his big hand.
"Concubine Chen, have you forgotten that I am the emperor? How dare you speak to me like this?
I can give you endless love, or I can make you fall from the clouds!"
Sheng Xiyan angrily shouted, "Just strangle me to death! You'll definitely regret it!"
"Do you think I can't bear to part with you? There are so many beautiful women in the world. You are too confident in yourself!"
Her face grew redder and redder, Xuan Ling shook her hand away and said mercilessly:
"Come here, banish the Concubine Chen to the cold palace."
She was dragged to the cold palace, and Empress Duan, Concubine Dun, Concubine Jia, Wang Shuyi...all the concubines she had offended came to trample on and bully her.
She held Jiang Jiang in her arms, calling out to the heavens and the earth, but nothing happened. Blood flowed from her legs, and she cried out, "My child!"
Sheng Xiyan shuddered and felt a chill on her back. The first half of this situation was what she wished for, and the second half was an extension of reality.
The only person she can rely on in the palace is Xuan Ling. Without his care, she will die.
.....
Xuan Ling grasped the weak shoulders,
"Yanyan, look at me, what are you thinking about?"
Sheng Xiyan was frightened by her own imagination and broke out in a cold sweat, falling limply into his arms.
The delicate body in his arms trembled. Xuan Ling hugged her and gently stroked her soft long hair.
Sheng Xiyan rested her head on the crook of his neck, trying to persuade herself.
It is more important to stay alive first and not confront the emperor head-on.
The first three months of pregnancy preservation are crucial, and she doesn't want anyone to know, including Xuan Ling.
Don't be angry, your life is important.
The scent of agarwood on his body gradually calmed her down.
"Your Majesty, I will go to see Sister Cui tomorrow. I hope she can wake up soon. In the future, I will get along well with Sister Cui and serve you together."
Xuan Ling smiled bitterly, it turned out that it was extremely difficult to be in harmony with each other.
After doing so much, he still failed to arouse Sheng Xiyan's unique love for him.
The two hugged each other, each with their own thoughts, silent, only tightly clinging to each other's body temperature.
Late at night, in the tent.
Xuan Ling was sleeping soundly when he felt the person in his arms move.
Sheng Xiyan was sobbing and whimpering, looking extremely sad.
"Yanyan, did you have a nightmare?"
He patted her gently to comfort her, "Be good, Yanyan. Dreams are fake, don't be afraid..."
After coaxing her for a long time, she finally calmed down, with wet circles around her eyes.
Xuan Ling wiped her tears with his sleeve.
"What kind of dream did you have that made you so sad? I didn't see you crying like this even when I took Cui Nianmi away today."
He kissed her hair, pressed his thin lips against her plump forehead, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks, depicting her appearance as if it were a treasure.
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