Ambergris was burning in the hall, making it solemn and dignified.
Xuan Ling turned around and saw the woman walking forward with her head down. Sheng Xiyan saw deerskin dragon boots and hurriedly stopped. The Dengyun shoes she was wearing today were a bit high and she almost couldn't stand steadily.
He looked her up and down, and she was a little nervous. Indeed, it was hard for anyone not to be nervous when meeting the emperor.
Even in a panic, she still looked delicate and gentle, which added a bit of authenticity.
"Where?"
Hmm? Sheng Xiyan realized that the emperor was asking about where to choose acupuncture.
"Just on the couch."
Sheng Xiyan nodded, his eyes falling on the dragon-patterned Arhat couch on the right with a yellow mattress.
When Xuan Ling wanted to get on the couch, the people standing next to him, whether they were palace maids or concubines, including Queen Duan, would immediately kneel down to take off his boots.
But at this moment, he saw that the woman in front of him was stunned and had no intention of serving him. Eunuch Fu hurried over, knelt down and took off his dragon boots.
Sheng Xiyan put the acupuncture bag aside and said, "Eunuch Fu, please give me a basin of water to wash my hands."
She looked like a doctor, with a calm and composed demeanor, but Xuan Ling could clearly see a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
The golden basin with carved dragon patterns is inlaid with a red agate. It is the emperor's personal item, highlighting the imperial power and wealth.
After washing her hands in a golden basin, Sheng Xiyan rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender wrists, and half of her arm was as white as a snow-white jade lotus root.
The emperor's eyes were slightly startled.
She seemed to be instructing an ordinary patient, "Lie down."
After Xuan Ling lay down, he heard her softly say, "Relax your body, it won't hurt at all."
Xuan Ling's feet were facing inward, and his head was outside the couch, while Sheng Xiyan was kneeling under the couch.
Suddenly, the emperor ordered, "Bring a cushion for Madam Qi."
Sheng Xiyan had indeed walked a lot today and knelt in Zhongcui Palace for a long time, causing her knees to be sore. She thought that the emperor was quite considerate, and wondered if he was like that to every beautiful woman?
Kneeling on the futon mat is much more comfortable.
She gently pressed the emperor's temple and asked softly, "Your Majesty, does it hurt here?"
"It's a little bloated and painful."
She pressed a few acupoints on his head and asked one by one. Her slender fingers gently brushed Xuan Ling's cheek, as if unintentionally, but also as if deliberately teasing, which aroused a different feeling in the emperor.
"Your Majesty's headache, I might have a solution."
Xuan Ling teased, "Madam Qi is so confident that even the judges in the palace wouldn't dare to speak so confidently in front of me."
"My medical skills are certainly not as good as the imperial physicians in the palace, but Your Majesty did not take the imperial physician's advice to heart and continued to be busy with various affairs, which made the headache worse.
If the emperor could listen to the doctor's advice and walk outside the palace more often to breathe fresh air, his headache would surely be cured."
Her voice was gentle and soft, so tender that it could squeeze out water, making the emperor's ears numb.
Xuan Ling closed his eyes. How could he not know this simple truth? He just forgot it completely when he got busy.
Her hands were very soft, and she took off the golden crown very gently without hurting her scalp at all.
As a decent woman, Sheng Xiyan had evil thoughts at this time. She deliberately used her soft fingers to gently massage the emperor's black hair. Her slightly cool fingers swept across the dragon's ears, causing the usually calm emperor's heart to tremble slightly.
This woman is too bold. Perhaps she treats me as an ordinary doctor-patient, and doctors do not differentiate between men and women.
"What are Madam Qi's three thanks? Are you willing to tell me now?"
"The third thank you to the Emperor is for Yan Lang. He has a lovely son named Jiang Jiang."
Oh, this child is the one born to Qi Yan and her.
"On the day of the full moon banquet, I received the news that Mr. Yan had died in battle..."
The combination of joy and sorrow is hard for anyone to accept.
"Originally, my situation was extremely difficult. Fortunately, the Emperor's imperial edict conferring the title of Imperial Consort allowed me and my general to persevere."
Before the marriage was arranged, Qi Yan told her that the girl's father was a well-known doctor in the capital. After her father passed away, she had no family to rely on, so difficulties in her husband's family were foreseeable.
"You are very strong." The emperor said lightly.
"I thank the emperor three times for letting Yan Lang preserve his only bloodline."
Sheng Xiyan gently picked up a long needle and said, "This needle will be a little painful, Your Majesty, please bear with it."
Xuan Ling said, "Madam clearly said it wouldn't hurt."
Yingying said in a gentle voice, "If I say it hurts, it will make the patient worried, and the tension will affect the effectiveness of the acupuncture. But I know that the emperor is wise and powerful, and he will definitely remain calm in the face of such a situation."
The faint fragrance that came out when she inserted the needle was an unfamiliar and charming fragrance, which carried a danger, and this danger came from the fact that it was easy to get intoxicated.
Yingying whispered, "The prince has no children, and he wants to take Jiang Jiang to raise. Your Majesty, tell me, how is this different from robbery?"
Her words were filled with accusations, yet they were told in a coquettish manner, transforming into an upward hook, so delicate that no one could accuse her of being unreasonable.
Xuan Ling had never seen anyone dare to speak ill of others in front of him, especially her in-laws and Concubine Shu's family.
"Is this the third thank you? Madam Qi, do you think I will take care of this matter?" The emperor's tone was unfathomable.
She thanked him first, and then he had to take care of it?
The reason why Sheng Xiyan dared to speak was that Qi Yan once told her that the current emperor and the empress dowager were not biological mother and son, and that the empress dowager had asked the emperor to come and raise his son since he was a child.
Then he would definitely be able to empathize with the pain of separation between mother and child. This was Sheng Xiyan's bold hope.
After seven or eight needles were inserted, the hall was completely silent.
"Your Majesty, please take a rest."
Sheng Xiyan opened the complicated collar of his dragon robe while talking to herself, and placed her soft hands under his neck to massage his shoulders, neck and back of his head.
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