After a while, Xuan Ling panted and asked, "Baby, are you happy now?"
Sheng Xiyan pretended to say "hmm" and asked tentatively, "Does the emperor know that I talked in my sleep last night?"
Xuan Ling was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't remember what I dreamed about. What did I say?"
Sheng Xiyan sneered in her heart and said perfunctorily: "I didn't hear it clearly either."
At this time, Eunuch Fu came in from outside the palace and reported: "Your Majesty, Princess Xueqiong wants to see you."
"Xue Qiong?" Xuan Ling's eyes were stunned when he heard the name.
Sheng Xiyan tried her best to observe his reaction. If it was any other day, he would definitely say no, so why did he hesitate today?
She placed her fingertips on his chest and scratched it, then asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you want to see her?"
Xuan Ling came back to his senses and said calmly, "Prince Teng will be back in the capital in two days. It would be better to tell her about this first so that she can be mentally prepared."
Sheng Xiyan narrowed her eyes and looked at him. Was he telling the truth?
"Your Majesty is right."
Xuan Ling nodded: "Announce."
Xueqiong was wearing a pink peony dress today, looking extremely charming.
She bowed gracefully and said softly, "Your humble servant greets His Majesty, Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine."
Sheng Xiyan chuckled and said, "Princess, are you wearing the clothes of a Central Plains woman today?"
Xue Qiong looked at Xuan Ling with a burning gaze and said softly, "This is the first time I've dressed like this. Do you think it looks good?"
Sheng Xiyan sneered in her heart: You don’t even want to pretend?
Gently pulling Xuan Ling's sleeve, he asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you think the princess looks good like this?"
Xuan Ling came back to his senses, took her hand and stroked it gently without answering. Sheng Xiyan felt a little relieved.
Xue Qiong held a long gift box in her hands and presented it with both hands, saying delicately, "Your Majesty, this is a wolf-hair brush from your humble servant. Please accept it."
Her eyes looked straight at Xuan Ling, and Xuan Ling nodded slightly: "You are too polite, Princess."
Eunuch Fu hesitated a little and took Xueqiong's gift box.
Although Sheng Xiyan was angry, he did not forget the important matter and deliberately reminded:
"Your Majesty, Prince Teng has returned to the capital. His wedding to Princess Xueqiong must be a grand one."
Upon hearing the voice, Xue Qiong walked over a few steps, knelt down, and grabbed Xuan Ling's robe.
She raised her head and said charmingly, "Your Majesty, Xue Qiong does not want to marry Prince Yu, nor does she want to marry Prince Teng."
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