Sheng Xiyan picked up a rouge plum and saw the blood on the thorns. She felt like her throat was blocked by cotton. She wanted to cry but couldn't find a reason to cry.
There was a mist in front of her eyes, and she murmured softly: "Xuan Lang knows that I like rouge-colored plum blossoms the most..."
That day, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, she threw a tantrum and trampled the green plum blossoms, then went back to sleep.
When I woke up, the hall was filled with plum blossoms of various colors.
Xuan Ling gently pinched her face and said, "Yan Yan, you don't like green plum blossoms. I have picked more than a dozen kinds of plum blossoms. Which one do you like best? I will bring it for you to enjoy."
She looked left and right and pointed to one.
Xuan Ling took it and said softly, "This is Rouge Plum. It turns out Yanyan likes it. Do you want to pick it and wear it in your hair?"
She picked up the flower and smiled: "Okay."
Xuan Ling pinned her hair with blooming rouge plum blossoms and took out a bronze mirror to look at her: "My dear, you are so beautiful. The plum blossoms are not even one ten-thousandth as beautiful as you."
Sheng Xiyan touched her face proudly. Because of his praise and love, she felt that she was the most beautiful person in the world.
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Lingling ran out, saying anxiously, "Yanyan, he pierced your hand on purpose to make you soft-hearted. This is a self-torture trick, don't fall for it."
Sheng Xiyan picked all the plum blossoms and threw them away, sneering, "Sympathizing with a man will bring bad luck. Maybe he also picked plum blossoms for that woman Xue Qiong in the palace!"
"Ah, my hand was pricked too!"
Sheng Xiyan saw her finger and screamed.
Hua Xia hurriedly brought ointment and gauze.
Lingling grabbed the gauze and said, "Let me do it!" and bandaged Sheng Xiyan carefully.
Hua Xia and Jiang Jiang were puzzled: "Hey, Ji Kang and Pan An are stuck there like wooden figures, but Ling Ling can move freely?"
Sheng Xiyan hugged Lingling's neck and snuggled up to her.
That dragon wasn't as obedient as Lingling, the one I transformed into, so I didn't want it.
But what if I kill all my clans? Should I go get my mother and sister-in-law Xitang? What about my eldest brother? He's an official appointed by the court. He can't let his career go to waste for me. That's his dream!
Oh, that’s difficult.
At night, the imperial palace, Jingren Palace.
Empress Duan received the letter from Grand Marshal Duan and frowned, "The Imperial Concubine is in Chunxi Town, but the Emperor went there and couldn't find her? What's going on?"
Ruyi whispered, "Could it be that Lord Zhang, the prefect, made a mistake? The imperial concubine isn't there?"
Empress Duan shook her head. "No, if that were the case, why didn't the Emperor punish Lord Zhang? That doesn't make sense. The Imperial Concubine must be in Chunxi Town."
A fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Sheng Xiyan must not be allowed to return to the palace."
A palace servant quietly came in to report: "Your Majesty, the latest news is that the Emperor has found the Imperial Concubine, but she is unwilling to return, so the Emperor has given her two days. If she does not return, her entire clan will be executed."
When Empress Duan heard this, a look of worry appeared on her face: "Exterminate nine clans. For such a serious matter, who would dare not return?"
Ruyi said, "Your Majesty, what if something happens to the Sheng family?"
Queen Duan's brown eyes lit up, and she looked at Ruyi in disbelief:
"I underestimated you. You're right, strike the snake at its weakest point. The imperial concubine is in hiding, but the Sheng family is still here.
As long as anything happens to the Sheng family, she will definitely think that it was the emperor's doing, and will definitely create a greater rift between her and the emperor.
She is so stubborn that she would rather die than return to the palace, and the emperor will punish her in a rage."
She called Jin Ruyi and whispered something to him.
The master and servant both had determined smiles on their faces.
In the Yangxin Palace, Xuan Ling reviewed many memorials. His head felt dizzy, so he stood up and turned his neck.
Looking at the moon outside, it is a waning moon today, revealing a sense of silence.
"Even if you don't meet me, we still see the same moon."
He walked to the golden nanmu wall with dragon carvings and looked at the portrait carefully.
Sheng Xiyan in the painting is bright and pretty, with a bright smile.
She looks really well-behaved and gentle, but why would I expect she has such a stubborn personality?
The part suppressed by the love poison seemed to be restless in the heart.
He reached out and caressed the beautiful woman's rosy cheek in the portrait, wondering: She is my wife. After Qi Yan died on the battlefield, I took her into the harem. Was it just for Qi Yan? This doesn't fit my style.
Public is public, private is private. He is a very principled person.
It took you three years to go from a noble lady to a royal concubine, which shows how hard you work.
I also bestowed upon you the title of 'Chen'.
Isn't it good enough for you?
Sheng Xiyan's family background is ordinary. Why should I give her such high honors? And let her get pregnant with three children?
The only explanation is that this woman knows how to please me.
She is pregnant with my three children, and one of them must be a prince. What if he is a successful person? Wouldn't that mean there will be a successor to my country?
Therefore, she must not be allowed to leave, she must return to the palace.
Suddenly, my heart started to hurt more and more, and all the muscles in my body seemed to be devoured by insects.
Xuan Ling withdrew his hand and groaned in pain. Why did he feel uncomfortable all over when he thought of her?
"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Fu hurriedly supported Xuan Ling.
Outside the palace, Xueqiong ran in and helped support the emperor.
Looking at his appearance, you can tell that he is being attacked by the love poison.
Those who are poisoned by the Gu can only be infatuated with the person who cast the Gu. If they develop feelings for someone else, it will backfire and cause physical and mental pain.
"Go and put away the paintings on the wall!" Xue Qiong ordered.
Eunuch Fu was embarrassed: "This..."
Xuan Ling sat on the couch, stroking his chest, and said weakly, "Xue Qiong, you've overstepped your bounds. What kind of paintings are hung in my Yangxin Palace? What are you doing here so late at night?"
Xue Qiong held his hand, pressed the love poison on her wrist against his skin, and advised, "Your Majesty, close your eyes and rest. Don't think about anything, and your body will not feel uncomfortable."
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