It was late at night, in the quiet of the palace, on the dragon couch.
Xuan Ling was suddenly woken up by someone, and in an instant, a blush spread from the roots of his ears to the corners of his eyes.
Sheng Xiyan grabbed and touched him in his arms, humming and moaning, and was very excited.
Xuan Ling held down the rebellious little hand and called out softly, "Yan Yan?"
She tilted her head back and pecked him, pouting her tempting red lips, her intentions obvious.
The little head rubbed against his arms and almost got into the quilt.
Xuan Ling had no choice but to pull her out and said softly, "You're pregnant, be careful not to suffocate."
If she hummed for a while longer, she would definitely wake Jiang Jiang up.
Xuan Ling had no choice but to cover Jiang Jiang's belly and carried Sheng Xiyan to the soft couch in the outer hall.
He bit Bai Run's ear and asked in a low voice, "Yan Yan, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Hmm..." she whispered, her voice soft.
He waited on her, but when he saw her bulging belly, the emperor felt timid for the first time: "Yan Yan, be good, go to sleep."
"No..." Sheng Xiyan refused to give in.
Xuan Ling sighed softly, the powerful emperor bowed his head for love...
After a stick of incense, he picked up the soft beauty and asked in a low voice: "Are you happy?"
Sheng Xiyan's face flushed, her skin slightly damp with sweat, her eyelashes closed as she called out sweetly, "Husband~"
This was the first time she called him that.
Xuan Ling's heart was shaken, and he said excitedly: "Yan Yan, call me husband a few more times, I like to hear it."
"Husband, husband, I want to love you too..." She called softly, her voice as sweet as honey.
Xuan Ling said lovingly: "My husband knows that my baby loves me too. You are tired, go to sleep, and we will talk about it another day."
Sheng Xiyan fell into a deep sleep.
Xuan Ling kissed her hot cheek and said in a deep voice, "Hearing you call me husband, all my hard work is worth it."
The two did not return to the back hall, but slept on the couch until almost dawn.
Xuan Ling suddenly heard Sheng Xiyan mumbling. Leaning in closer, she seemed to be saying, "I want to eat the roasted pigeons made by Ah Yan..."
Xuan Ling sat up, reached out to hit her round buttocks, and then slowly put it down.
His dragon-like eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes were filled with suspicion, and his face turned gloomy.
It turns out that besides the jade steamed dumplings made by Qi Yan, she also wanted to eat roasted pigeons?
After the morning court session that day, outside the Jinluan Palace, a palace attendant called Qi Yan and said, "Marquis Wu'an, the emperor wants you to go to the imperial kitchen."
Qi Yan nodded: "I understand, I will be there soon."
Along the way, he saw the pomegranate trees in late autumn full of heavy pomegranates, and remembered that Sheng Xiyan had insisted on picking the pomegranates herself in the past.
He lifted her up and yanked the branch, causing a pomegranate to fall and hit her on the head.
Sheng Xiyan hugged his neck and cried for a long time before she came to her senses.
The tears haven't dried yet, and I want to pick them again.
After much difficulty, he helped her pick a pomegranate. She jumped for joy, as if the pomegranate had been planted by her.
A little thing can make her cry, and a little thing can make her happy for a long time.
She is such a simple and casual person.
Qi Yan stopped in front of the pomegranate tree, his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes filled with a sweet smile.
When they arrived at the imperial kitchen, Eunuch Fu was just taking off Emperor Xuanwu's robe. Qi Yan stepped forward and said, "Let me help the emperor change his clothes."
Xuan Ling looked at him and asked, "Does Marquis Wu'an know that the imperial concubine is pregnant?"
Qi Yan said respectfully, "I am happy for the Emperor and the Empress."
Xuan Ling smiled with satisfaction. Qi Yan had served him since he was a child and skillfully dressed him in a light coiled dragon robe.
Each of them roasted two doves.
Xuan Ling observed secretly and saw Qi Yan applying honey to Jiuzi.
The emperor felt dizzy and cursed in his heart: You dead girl, you are still thinking about the food made by your ex-husband! I won’t cook it badly!
This was the first time Xuan Ling had ever gone into the kitchen.
The Imperial Kitchen's chief steward, standing by, watched the Emperor frantically and said, "Your Majesty, be careful not to burn your hands!"
Xuan Ling was working furiously and shouted, "Get out of my way!"
After the doves were roasted, the king and his ministers began to make jade steamed dumplings.
Xuan Ling remembered what Sheng Xiyan said and deliberately put less meat and more vegetables in the stuffing.
Although the dumplings he made did not look like dumplings, he was very satisfied with them. He even smiled like a spring mountain, revealing a row of neat and white teeth, which was extremely charming.
At noon,
Sheng Xiyan was so hungry that she was raking her lungs with anxiety. She waited eagerly in the Yangxin Palace: "Why hasn't lunch come yet? I'm starving!"
After a while, Xuan Ling got off the imperial carriage, followed by palace servants from the imperial kitchen carrying food boxes.
The delicacies were placed on the table. Xuan Ling didn't say which one he made, but said with a smile, "Yan Yan, try the roasted pigeons, brushed with honey."
Eunuch Fu specially placed the roasted dove eggs in front of Sheng Xiyan, "Your Majesty, please use this."
Sheng Xiyan picked it up and took a bite. It was so salty that she almost spit it out. She thought to herself: Did they kill the salt seller?
Seeing the imperial kitchen steward's nervous expression, afraid that Xuan Ling was going to hit someone with a stick, he put it aside and said with a smile, "It's okay."
Seeing another dish with a scorched aroma, he picked it up and took a bite, unable to help but praise: "Delicious! Your Majesty, you should try it too."
Xuan Ling said coldly: "I won't eat it."
He picked up the pigeons he had roasted and cursed in his heart: This is my first time cooking, and this woman despises me so much, she has no conscience!
Eunuch Fu observed the emperor's expression and said quickly, "Your Majesty, could you please give me this roasted pigeon as a reward? It looks delicious to me."
Before Xuan Ling could say anything, Sheng Xiyan warned him, "Eunuch Fu, please don't eat it. It tastes terrible..."
Xuan Ling slammed the sandalwood table with an angry look on his face.
Sheng Xiyan ate with great relish, smiling broadly: "Your Majesty, please eat this, it's so delicious. This is the happiest thing I've eaten in the past few days."
"I don't want to eat it." Xuan Ling felt very disappointed.
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