The brush strokes are smooth and the painting is obviously his.
Xuan Ling looked at the woman in the painting, and Sheng Xiyan's appearance appeared in his mind.
Her coquettish smile, her aggrieved tears, her tenderness nestled in his arms...
Tenderness gradually crept onto his stern face, and a smile appeared on his thin lips.
Suddenly, Xuan Ling felt an itch behind his ear, followed by a sharp pain in his heart.
He held the painting in his hand and held on to the cabinet, looking painful.
He murmured softly: Why does my heart ache so much when I think of this woman?
In a moment of distraction, Xue Qiong's image appeared in my mind.
Xuan Ling stood up straight, rolled up the painting coldly and threw it into the drawer, as if he wanted to discard all the inappropriate emotions.
At four o'clock in the morning, Sheng Xiyan flew out of the capital with Jiang Jiang and Hua Xia and landed near the outskirts of the capital.
The gourd instantly shrank and flew into Sheng Xiyan's palm.
Jiang Jiang shouted excitedly, "Wow, mother, you are so powerful! Is this what you call magic power? I've seen it in storybooks!"
Hua Xia was a practical person. She looked around at the pitch-black darkness and shuddered. "My Lady, where are we going to stay? Should we sleep on the floor?"
Sheng Xiyan waved her hand as if directing a plan: "General, Hua Xia, how do you feel about this place?"
"What's the matter? It's too dark and I can't see clearly!" Hua Xia said helplessly.
A half moon hangs high in the night sky.
As Sheng Xiyan stretched out her hand, moonlight flew into her hand continuously, condensing into a bright moonlight ball, illuminating the surroundings.
The light is brighter than a torch.
Hua Xia turned around and said in surprise, "There's a stream here, and even though it's winter, there are still pine and cypress trees. Your Majesty, this place is very nice!"
Sheng Xiyan closed his eyes and meditated for a moment. The surrounding trees flew over "whoosh whoosh whoosh" and soon a small house was built.
Jiang Jiang's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Wow, am I dreaming?"
"Let's stay here for now. As soon as you go to the nearby market to buy some daily necessities."
Hua Xia asked doubtfully, "My Lady, how did you know there was a market here?"
Sheng Xiyan pointed, and two lanterns and a plaque with the words "Xianyunju" were hung at the gate of the house.
"Because this is the Xinzhou Town that the Emperor ordered to be built for the affected people after the epidemic subsided, and he personally gave it the name."
That day, in the West Warm Pavilion, Xuan Ling picked up her pen and wrote three words. She read them aloud, "Chunxi Town?"
Xuan Ling raised his eyes and smiled. "Chun means hope. Xi, to commemorate your contribution to the fight against the plague. Yanyan, after you give birth, I will take you to Chunxi Town to see the new homes of the people affected by the disaster."
A faint smile appeared on Sheng Xiyan's beautiful face, with a hint of happiness.
"There's also a Medicine Fairy Bodhisattva Temple next to us, so this is a Feng Shui treasure land, very suitable for us to live in."
The charcoal stove in the house was burning brightly, and the room was filled with warmth.
After the excitement wore off, he was so sleepy that he wanted to doze off, but he forced himself to stay awake: "I can't sleep. What if my mother doesn't have any magic power when I wake up?"
Sheng Xiyan hugged him and patted him gently, "Go to sleep, baby. There's more to come when you wake up."
Jiang Jiang snuggled in her arms, his little face against her chest, and gradually fell asleep.
Hua Xia watched from the side, tears welling in her eyes: "My Queen, are we really not going back to the palace?"
Sheng Xiyan looked out the window, the moonlight shining on her face, reflecting a firm expression: "I'm not going back. That place is no longer our home."
The next morning, in the palace.
Meixiang and the others woke up and realized something was wrong. The sky had fallen. Where was the Queen? Where was Huaxia?
There was a letter left on the table, with "From the Emperor" written on it.
Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Xuan Ling walked out of the palace wearing a dragon robe with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered with gold thread, shining brightly in the morning light.
He is handsome, with a high nose bridge and thin lips, and he exudes the majesty and coldness unique to an emperor.
Just about to get on the imperial carriage.
Meixiang came running over and fell to her knees, panting. "Your Majesty, this is terrible! The Empress is missing!"
Xuan Ling was startled and frowned slightly: "When did you disappear?"
Meixiang held up a letter with both hands, her voice trembling, "When we woke up early this morning, we found that the Empress and Hua Xia were missing. Only this letter was left."
Xuan Ling took the letter and scanned it with a cold gaze.
The letter contained only a few words: "Your Majesty, there is no need to look for me. Take care. We will not see each other again."
His dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes were raised, and a cold and fierce sneer appeared on his beautiful face.
"No one has ever dared to leave me without saying goodbye. As a concubine, she actually dared to leave the palace without permission, and even said it so casually. This woman is truly audacious."
He turned to Eunuch Fu and said, "Go call Commander Xue and Commander Wang of the Imperial Guard. Why didn't they stop the Concubine from leaving the palace?"
An incense stick later, Commanders Xue and Wang hurried over and knelt on one knee. "Your Majesty, the gates of the palace were locked last night, and there was nothing unusual."
Xuan Ling stroked the jade ring, his brow furrowed. "Strange, how did she leave? There's not even a trace left."
He coldly ordered, "Pass on my oral order. Have the prefect and the Nine Gates Admiral search the entire capital immediately. Remember, the concubine is pregnant. She must not be harmed."
Commander Xue and Commander Wang responded in unison, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Xuan Ling added, "We must find her as soon as possible."
This woman was pregnant, yet she dared to run out of the palace and even said to me - I will never see you again?
Xuan Ling lowered his head and read the letter again. Every word seemed to turn into Sheng Xiyan. She spat at him and despised him.
His anger intensified, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "I don't believe I can't find you. Just wait."
Eunuch Fu cautiously reminded: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to the morning court."
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