After a while, the beauty slipped off his back and fell asleep.
Xuan Ling put down the memorial and wanted to carry her to the back hall. Sheng Xiyan drowsily said, "Yeah~~ I want to sleep in your arms."
The emperor put down the memorial, skillfully picked her up horizontally, and covered her with a goose down blanket, not even leaving her jade feet exposed, leaving only her jet-black hair exposed.
That’s not all. The emperor also gently took off the golden hairpin from the concubine’s bun and rubbed her scalp.
Live long...
The ministers stared in amazement at the usually majestic Emperor Xuanwu, who was now as gentle as an ordinary husband.
After finishing his trembling report, Xuan Ling said majestically, "Those who dare to embezzle plague relief funds are guilty of heinous crimes. All officials involved will have their homes confiscated and be taken to the capital for interrogation!"
The sound was a little louder, and Sheng Xiyan frowned in her dream.
Xuan Ling immediately lowered his voice and patted her on the back: "Be good, don't be afraid."
The ministers left the Yangxin Palace, and one of them whispered, "How can a king of a country be so protective of a woman?"
Another person shook his head: "That's wrong. The Emperor is like this, which shows that he is a monarch with deep affection and true nature. Besides, the Imperial Concubine is not a demon concubine, so what's wrong with pampering her a little?"
In the back hall, Xuan Ling placed Sheng Xiyan on the dragon couch and gently took off her outer clothes.
Seeing her red eyelids, he kissed her distressedly: "Little fool, I promised you that I would only love you, why don't you believe it?"
He pinched her chin and muttered to himself, "Finally, my face has become rounder after eating so much these days. I really want to take a big bite... My Yanyan is so beautiful."
Sheng Xiyan murmured in her dream: "Xuan Lang..."
Xuan Ling held her in his arms: "I'm here, go to sleep."
Late at night, in Jingren Palace.
When Empress Duan heard the crying, she rushed over and tried to strangle Le Yun, but was stopped by Qing Dai and the nanny.
"My Lady, this is not possible. This is your biological daughter!"
Empress Duan was furious and cursed, "If she had the ability, why did she let the emperor go? I will strangle her to death!"
Le Wen was so scared that he shrank at the door and dared not make a sound.
Qing Dai quickly asked the nurse to carry Le Yun away and advised, "Your Majesty, the Emperor may really have some government affairs to attend to. Don't be too sad."
Empress Duan took a sip from her wine glass and cried bitterly, "These are all lies. Why is the Emperor always so cold and indifferent to me, but so gentle to the Imperial Concubine? It was clearly me who accompanied the Emperor all the way..."
"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. There is always a way."
The next day, after noon.
Liu, the chief steward of the imperial kitchen, knelt on the green jade bricks, holding a lacquer tray with a cut-open mandarin fish. Blood seeped through the bright yellow cloth, on which were written the ten words "the strange fetus has touched the gods, and the plague has devoured the imperial city."
Chief Steward Liu was trembling all over, his forehead pressed against the ground, and his voice trembled: "Your Majesty, this servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die..."
Xuan Ling slammed the teacup in his hand, shattering it, sending shards flying everywhere. He shouted sternly, "Investigate! Tell the Dali Temple to arrest everyone involved from the Imperial Kitchen to the Fish Market and interrogate them strictly!"
Behind the screen of vast rivers and mountains, Sheng Xiyan held her pregnant belly, her face pale and her breathing rapid.
Doesn't this directly refer to the third child she is pregnant with? Suddenly, she felt her vision go black and her body fell limply.
"Empress! Empress!" The palace maid's cry was heard.
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