Sitting on the dragon throne?
Or next to him?
Sheng Xiyan narrowed her peach blossom eyes, feeling dissatisfied and thinking:
You never let me sit on the throne before? Now you let a female doctor you've only known for a few days sit on it? You...
But I have been carried on a dragon table...
"What are you standing there for?"
Anyway, I was tired of standing, so I just sat down and rested my legs.
Sheng Xiyan moved her lotus steps and sat on the right side of the dragon throne, deliberately keeping a fist's distance from the emperor.
"Take the imperial pen."
"promise."
Sheng Xiyan picked up the vermilion pen and said, "You won't let me review the memorials."
He changed his voice and said, "Your Majesty, I am terrified."
Xuan Ling stretched out his slender right arm to her shoulder, leaned back and embraced her.
His hands were long and white, and he gently pinched and groped her arms, causing Sheng Xiyan to bite her red lips and get goose bumps all over her body.
I watched as the big hand finally covered her small hand holding the vermilion pen.
The back was wrapped and felt warm.
The ears and neck were burning from the heat, and I could smell the aroma of ambergris mixed with agarwood, which was deep, restrained and full of masculinity.
Sheng Xiyan moved his hand to the last blank space of the memorial and shook it, indicating that he could review it.
As Xuan Ling hugged his lovely girl, he felt as if a warm sun rose in his heart, warming his entire chest and making him feel very happy.
He leaned his head forward and pressed his cheek against Sheng Xiyan's temple.
"I will hold your hand and write."
"oh."
Sheng Xiyan gave the direction, and he held her hand and annotated a few lines of flamboyant calligraphy.
"Well done. Next time, you read it to me first, and then we can continue working together like this, okay?"
"All right."
After reviewing more than fifty memorials in succession, Sheng Xiyan realized how tiring it was to be an emperor.
Wrapped in big hands, I felt hot and sweaty.
Sheng Xiyan turned her head and was only inches away from his cheek, her eyes involuntarily falling on her pink and thin lips.
Wait until he falls asleep tonight, and then eat him up.
Although Xuan Ling couldn't see clearly, he could feel her breath in front of him.
He lowered his head and slowly approached Sheng Xiyan, Yanyan, I want your lips and more.
Sheng Xiyan's heart was beating wildly, all the ambiguity disappeared, and a thought came to his mind - the person he wanted to kiss now was the little nun, a female doctor!
I really want to punch the man and ask him what he is doing?
Have you fallen in love with a woman again?
Is it so easy to love someone?
I felt bad and sad, so I shrank my neck and turned around.
Xuan Ling's lips fell on her hair. Feeling depressed, she actually dodged. Did she not want him to kiss her?
Bitterness spread in my chest, and suppressed anger surged.
Sheng Xiyan, it turns out that you came back only for the friendship between the monarch and his subjects.
From the moment she asked to leave the palace, she severed all ties with him.
Sheng Xiyan, you lied to me and said you loved me, but in fact you didn't love me at all.
Otherwise, why would you abandon me so decisively?
Eunuch Fu brought some ginseng tea, but it seemed that the two people sitting on the dragon throne were staring blankly, as if they were sulking.
What's going on?
Xuan Ling loosened his arm, and Sheng Xiyan quickly escaped from the dragon throne and walked quickly to the back hall.
I walked and felt like beating my chest in grievance.
Leaning against the corner of the screen in the back hall, she choked and tears rolled down her cheeks.
Just say you shouldn't sympathize with men, what are you sad about?
Didn't we already know that he was the emperor and couldn't possibly love only one woman?
This time I came to the palace only to treat his eye and headache diseases, and I shouldn't have any personal feelings involved.
In a bad mood, Sheng Xiyan did not eat at dinner time, but lay dead on the dragon couch in the inner hall.
At the long table in the central hall, Eunuch Fu and Mingyue were serving the meal and discovered that Emperor Xuanwu had returned to his previous state of having no appetite, being depressed, and with his dragon-like brows and phoenix-like eyes slightly furrowed.
"Get some dishes."
Aunt Mingyue understood and put some dishes on a large white jade plate and brought it to the back hall.
"Madam, let's have dinner."
Sheng Xiyan stood up, and Aunt Mingyue saw that her eyes were tearful and her eyelids were red.
He lowered his voice and asked with concern: "Madam, are you sad?"
Sheng Xiyan looked disappointed.
"Well, I'm feeling depressed and have no appetite at all."
He picked up the white jade plate and stuffed three royal shrimp balls into his mouth with a few slurps.
Aunt Mingyue looked surprised, but it didn't seem like she had no appetite.
What a shame! Just eat and drink. Can't we women live without men?
No, no.
In a short while, all the delicious food on the plate was eaten up by Sheng Xiyan.
"Madam, is there anything else you need? I'll go get some snacks."
"Are there any braised pig's trotters or honey-roasted venison today? What kind of sweet soup do you have?"
"There's pig's trotter with ginger and black beans, and the sweet soups include sweet bean soup, deer pear juice, lychee paste water, agarwood water, ginger honey water, papaya juice, and plum wine."
"Then have some pig's trotters and a glass of lychee paste water."
"Madam, please wait a moment. I will go get it right away."
Mingyue returned to the central hall and saw Emperor Xuanwu sitting quietly in front of the golden sandalwood table, having barely touched the food in his bowl.
Eunuch Fu advised, "Your Majesty, please use more. Your dragon body is deprived of nutrients, how can you recover?"
Xuan Ling picked up the jade and ate it, but it tasted like chewing wax.
"Make a few different flavors of Sushan."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
When Sheng Xiyan was feeling a bit greasy after eating two pieces of pig's trotters with ginger and black beans in the back hall, five plates of crispy mountain food topped with cherry jam, orange jam, green tea powder and plum jam appeared in front of her.
"Wow, Aunt Mingyue, you understand me so well."
Sheng Xiyan sat in front of the incense table, tasting different flavors with a spoonful on the left and a spoonful on the right.
It is soft and cold when you put it in your mouth, a delicacy.
"It's not that I understand, my lady, it's the emperor's order. My lady, I dare you to think of another way."
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