The court was busy all day, and it was almost dark when Xuan Ling had some free time.
He leaned against the throne and stroked his temple.
Eunuch Fu presented the ginseng soup.
"Your Majesty, is your headache coming back? Would you like to have the Concubine Chen give you some acupuncture to relieve the pain?"
Xuan Ling closed his eyes and rested.
"How was the meal today, Concubine Chen?"
"The Empress Chen summoned Judge Wu and Judge Wang to Yaohua Palace before noon. I think they are here to see Miss Cui."
Xuan Ling opened his eyes and looked at the sky outside.
He picked up the white jade cup and drank half a cup of ginseng tea.
"Go to Yaohua Palace."
After one stick of incense, the imperial carriage arrived at Yaohua Palace.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Upon hearing the voice, Sheng Xiyan stood up from the soft chair and went out of the inner hall with Wu Yuanpan and Wang Yuanpan to welcome the emperor.
"Your Majesty, I have seen you."
Xuan Ling saw that Sheng Xiyan looked unhappy and felt sorry for her. She had stayed here for almost a whole day.
He took her hand and said, "My beloved, didn't I tell you to have a good rest today?"
Sheng Xiyan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Sister Cui's wound has subsided a lot."
Wu Yuanpan said, "Yes, the Empress Chen's folk remedy is more effective than the ointment from the Imperial Hospital. Within two days, Miss Cui's redness and swelling will be gone."
Xuan Ling took Sheng Xiyan's hand and walked into the inner hall.
Her calmness and enthusiasm were beyond his comprehension.
But recently he has become addicted to one thing - constantly testing true love.
Sitting on the soft chair beside the bed, he began to build up his emotions towards the strange woman.
His dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes slightly frowned, and he said in a low voice:
"Mi'er, please wake up soon. Do you know that I am very worried about you?"
In her mind was what Sheng Xiyan did when she woke up Qi Yan that day. She read poems to her ex-husband, sang songs, and cried like a tearful person.
She kept calling out, "Ayan, wake up quickly, you can't remember how we were, how we were, how we were..."
Sheng Xiyan, I am a jealous man. I can't stand seeing you being affectionate towards other men, and I can't stand seeing you crying for him.
He had comforted himself afterwards that Sheng Xiyan did that because she wanted to save him when Qi Yan was in crisis, but her actions were not as simple as just saving people.
It is love, deep love for Qi Yan’s actions.
Sheng Xiyan was next to the emperor and saw him staring at Cui Nianmi without blinking.
Great, he loves this woman so deeply?
Cui Nianmi had only been in the palace for a month for the festival, and he fell in love with her at first sight. They were lovers in their previous life, and they met again in this life.
After all, she can't compare.
Sheng Xiyan walked away silently and stood in front of the carved window.
Xuan Ling turned his head and looked at her back, which looked delicate and lonely.
Is she feeling bad? That must be the case, so let's stimulate her again.
"Mi'er, that day you said to me, 'Even though I don't have the wings of a phoenix, we still have a telepathic connection.'
Although we cannot fly together like phoenixes, we can understand each other's minds like telepathy.
I am deeply moved. You are someone who understands me."
Sheng Xiyan stared at the orange fallen sycamore leaves outside the window, listening to the emperor's affectionate confession to another woman.
My chest felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
The pair of eyes that usually seemed bright and lively were now drooping, with helpless sadness hidden beneath the eyelids.
It is said that beauty is fleeting, but it cannot compare to the love of an emperor when he glances back at you in a moment.
She had to survive in the palace and could only lick her own wounds without complaining about the world.
Xuan Ling stood up and walked towards the window. He turned Sheng Xiyan over and saw tears glimmering from her eyelashes.
"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?"
How he wanted her to throw herself into his arms, or grab his clothes and question him, making hysterical accusations.
But Sheng Xiyan said calmly:
"Your Majesty, I will look up medical texts tomorrow to develop an antidote, and then use acupuncture to stimulate Sister Cui to wake up."
He looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, and there was no concealment of the deep love in his eyes. It was a pity that she could no longer feel it.
Xuan Ling picked her up by the waist and walked out of Yaohua Palace.
"Your Majesty, I want to go back and not go to the Yangxin Palace."
He forced her onto the imperial carriage, held her tightly in his arms, and wrapped her in his cloak, fearing that the cold autumn night wind would hurt her.
No matter whether they are ministers or concubines, as long as they are kept by the emperor's side, they will definitely be popular and respected by everyone.
Sheng Xiyan knew very well that she was safe with Xuan Ling and the children could be born safely.
In that moment, she fell asleep in his arms.
After returning to the Yangxin Palace, Xuan Ling did not wake her up, but carried her to the couch.
It was not until she had finished reading a mountain of essays that Sheng Xiyan woke up from hunger.
In a hot and warm embrace, his chin gently rubbed her cheek,
"Yanyan, you've been working hard all day. I heard your stomach growling several times. You must be starving. Let's have dinner right away."
Sheng Xiyan touched her lower abdomen. It wasn't her who was hungry, it was the children.
"good."
During the meal, Xuan Ling asked tentatively, "Yan Yan, are you treating Cui Nianmi to repay me for saving Qi Yan that day?"
Sheng Xiyan took a big bite of the crystal pig's trotter and cursed inwardly, he had framed her for saving someone!
"No, I was awakened by the emperor's scolding. Sister Cui is someone the emperor cherishes. Because I love the emperor, I hope she is okay."
Xuan Ling sneered and picked up a piece of squirrel fish and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Yanyan, if you can always be so generous, I admire you."
Sheng Xiyan smiled faintly. Everything was for survival. She only sought wealth and glory, not a trace of true love.
As long as she gives birth to a royal heir safely, she will have her amulet.
At night, on the dragon bed.
Xuan Ling washed and smelled fragrant. He pulled Sheng Xiyan's arm and snuggled into her arms.
"Your Majesty, I am tired."
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