"Yanyan, this is nutritious, eat this." Xuan Ling picked up a piece of steamed fish.
Sheng Xiyan frowned: "I don't want to eat this..."
He moved the honey jelly and hawthorn cakes away and said, "Eat less of these, they're cold."
Pointing at the spicy pheasant and melon shreds, he said, "It's strong and not nutritious. It'll upset my stomach... take it away."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Sheng Xiyan was heartbroken as she watched her favorite food being taken away with the plate.
Suddenly, he felt nauseous and covered his mouth to vomit, pouring everything he had eaten into the lotus porcelain bowl.
Xuan Ling gently stroked her back: "Yan Yan, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Sheng Xiyan vomited until her eyes were dizzy, her mouth was bitter, and her eyes were filled with tears: "I vomited out all the jaundice, wuwuwu..."
Xuan Ling felt very distressed and immediately asked the imperial kitchen to prepare a new meal.
I personally fed her a few mouthfuls of astragalus chicken soup, but as soon as Sheng Xiyan swallowed it, she vomited even more violently.
"Xuanlang, I can't eat anymore..." Sheng Xiyan leaned in his arms, weak and powerless.
Xuan Ling coaxed, "Yan Yan, eat a little more, for the sake of the child and for your own sake."
Sheng Xiyan was dizzy and nauseous after vomiting, her face full of grievance: "But I really feel so uncomfortable, I feel like vomiting as soon as I eat..."
What should I do?
Xuan Ling was so anxious that he was running around in circles. He was just about to ask if he could take some medicine to stimulate the appetite and stop vomiting.
Looking down, Sheng Xiyan had fallen asleep in his arms.
His big hands protected her head. He had never thought that it would be so difficult for a woman to carry a child.
In the past, he rarely summoned the pregnant concubines in the palace, and no one dared to say a word about their hardships in front of him.
Of course, he was also annoyed, and he always thought in his heart: eating the emperor's salary and expanding the royal family are what a concubine should do, so why is she making a fuss?
Now that it is the turn of his beloved woman, he knows what heartache and anxiety are.
Xuan Ling held Sheng Xiyan for a long time. Seeing her pale face, his heart was filled with pity.
Eunuch Fu gently reminded: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to listen to the report from the Imperial Gate."
The emperor looked down at the person in his arms and for the first time thought of putting the affairs of state on hold: "Tell them to come back to the Yangxin Palace in an hour to report."
For two consecutive days, the entire imperial kitchen went out to prepare various dishes in different ways, but Sheng Xiyan still vomited after eating them and looked unhappy and listless.
Xuan Ling saw it and was worried, and even lost his appetite.
The next morning, in the Golden Palace,
As soon as the emperor picked up the ginseng tea, he suddenly felt nauseous and couldn't help but vomit.
The entire hall suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Imperial Tutor Xue stepped forward and said with a smile, "I'm sure you've had a big reaction to hearing that the Imperial Concubine is pregnant with three dragon fetuses. The Emperor must be feeling sorry for her and empathizing with her."
General Duan frowned. "What does the Imperial Concubine's pregnancy have to do with the Emperor? Your Majesty, please ask the judge to take her pulse and see if she has spleen and stomach problems."
The other ministers also echoed: "Yes, yes, but is the imperial concubine really pregnant with three dragon fetuses? This is unheard of and can be called a fairy tale."
Master Xue stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"If a man has a strong emotional resonance with his lover's pregnancy process, especially when he sees his partner suffering from pregnancy discomfort, he will have a psychological resonance and reaction, so he will experience the same morning sickness."
Xuan Ling smiled warmly:
"I see. I agree with the Grand Tutor. Your Majesty's pregnancy has been incredibly difficult. I feel deeply for her and want to sympathize with her, but I can't.
My dear ministers, women have a hard time, managing the household and raising children, so you should treat them well."
All the court officials knelt down in unison: "Your Majesty, we will obey your instructions."
It would have been fine if only one person felt nauseous before the dinner table, but two people vomited at the same time. The head steward of the imperial kitchen felt like half of his head had moved off, and he was worried every day.
Fortunately, Jiang Jiang ate it with great relish, which indirectly indicated that the food was good.
Jiang Jiang's mouth was covered in sauce. He asked with a giggle, "Father, Mother, you really don't want to eat this sweet and sour fish? It's delicious!"
Xuan Ling and Sheng Xiyan forced a smile. They smelled the food on the table and vomited a few times at the same time.
"General, take your time eating. Your father will take your mother out for a walk. Perhaps you'll have an appetite."
Jiang Jiang nodded and said, "Okay, you guys go first. I'll go find you guys and play together when I'm done!"
Due to the epidemic, members of each palace are not allowed to go out unless necessary.
Because the emperor and the imperial concubine wanted to visit the imperial garden, the garden was cleared out and no one was there.
Xuan Ling took off the gauze hat that Sheng Xiyan was wearing, and she leaned softly against his chest:
"Xuan Lang, why don't you eat? How can you handle government affairs? If you don't eat, your brain will become dull."
Xuan Lingqiang took her hand, his tone gentle but firm: "I'll take you for a walk, and you'll have an appetite."
The two walked around for a long time, picked a bunch of flowers, and worked up a sweat.
Xuan Ling asked: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Sheng Xiyan rolled her eyes: "I want to eat roasted pigeons."
Xuan Ling immediately ordered the imperial kitchen to do it.
Sheng Xiyan added, "And there are jade steamed dumplings."
When Xuan Ling heard the words "Jade Steamed Dumplings", her brows frowned slightly - wasn't that what Qi Yan had made for her?
He suppressed his jealousy and said magnanimously, "Okay, I'll ask the imperial kitchen to make it for you."
Sheng Xiyan stamped her feet and muttered, "Xuanlang, I can't walk anymore. My legs are weak."
Xuan Ling chuckled softly and held her sideways, "You haven't had the energy to act coquettishly with me for two days. It's all because of morning sickness."
"Your Majesty, do you have the strength? Can you carry me?"
"Don't worry, I can still lift you onto my shoulders and run!"
"No...ah~~~I'm scared!...Help!..."
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