The maid came in and quickly closed the door.
"Master Sheng has fainted, Miss, what should we do next?"
Su Yunfu pointed to the couch by the window, and the two of them dragged Sheng Jingheng onto the couch.
She stroked Sheng Jingheng's face gently, "Humph, now that I'm your woman, can you still not marry me?"
As she began to take off Sheng Jingheng's robe, the maid covered her face and said, "Miss, this is not good, right? If this happens, your reputation will be ruined."
"What do you mean it's ruined? Sheng Jingheng and I have already made a fait accompli. The marriage is set in stone. Go guard outside and don't let anyone get close to here."
"Yes, miss." The maid came out and closed the door.
The waiter in the teahouse witnessed everything and quietly went down the stairs carrying the tea tray.
An hour later, Sheng Jingheng woke up and saw that his clothes were in disarray. Su Yunfu was lying beside him, wearing a bellyband.
"Brother Jingheng, I am already your woman."
Sheng Jingheng was so frightened that he almost fainted. He quickly put on his clothes and ran out of the teahouse as if he was running for his life.
Su Yunfu chuckled and said, "Don't even think about escaping if you're the man I like."
Late at night, there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and Sheng Jingheng wandered around the street in a daze.
The servants drove the carriage after him, very worried.
"Sir, where are you going? That's not the way back home!"
When Sheng Jingheng thought about what had just happened, he beat his chest and stamped his feet. He couldn't go back to face Ruan Niang.
He turned around and got on the carriage, "Let's find an inn to stay in."
Inside Jingren Palace, candlelight flickered.
Empress Duan leaned on the phoenix couch, holding a string of coral Buddhist beads in her hand, with an indifferent expression.
Ruyi walked in lightly and whispered, "Your Majesty, I heard that Concubine Jia's sister Su Yunfu has fallen in love with Concubine Chen's eldest brother Sheng Jingheng. She brought the matter to the Empress Dowager the other day. I heard that Concubine Chen firmly refused, and the Empress Dowager is very unhappy."
Upon hearing this, Empress Duan sneered, "Oh? This is a great opportunity."
She put down the coral Buddhist beads, a sinister glint in her eyes, "Ruyi, go prepare some things, we're going to give Concubine Chen a big gift..."
Ruyi understood and whispered, "Don't worry, Madam. I will do it right away."
The next day, late at night, a palace maid quietly buried a little man in the corner of the palace. The man was covered with silver needles. The words "Sheng Xiyan" were written on the man's chest, and a talisman was pasted on the back.
After burying the body, the palace maid left quickly as if she had never appeared.
In the Yangxin Palace, on the dragon couch.
Sheng Xiyan suddenly became restless, her brows furrowed, and beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead.
Xuan Ling was awakened by her movement, and hurriedly sat up, gently patting her to comfort her: "Yanyan, did you have a nightmare?"
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