Even more surprising was that Concubine Shu kindly said, "Your Majesty, Chuxiu Palace has burned down. Why don't you let me take Sister Sheng and Jiang Jiang back to Zhongcui Palace to rest?"
Xuan Ling stood up and ordered, "Take Jiang Jiang to Jingren Palace to play with the princess for a few days. Once Guanju Palace is tidied up, bring him back."
Empress Duan immediately agreed: "That's very good. Sheng Chongyuan will stay with me in Jingren Palace for a few days."
"Yes, my lady."
Sheng Xiyan stood up, thinking that going to Jingren Palace would be safer than following Concubine Shu to Zhongcui Palace.
Xuan Ling walked down the steps and came to Sheng Xiyan. His cold face showed a warm and gentle look. "Tonight, you will go with me to the Yangxin Palace to check on your foot injury."
He picked her up by the waist and walked out. The concubines behind him bowed and said, "Farewell, Your Majesty."
Concubine Liang jokingly said, "In these years, the Emperor has never hugged anyone! Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating!"
Concubine Jia was so angry that she kicked the table next to her and clenched her fists in anger.
Dun Shurong supported Empress Duan and walked out carefully. Concubine Jia sarcastically said, "Dun Shurong gave up her seat in the main hall, so why didn't the emperor call her to sleep with him in the Yangxin Palace tonight?"
Concubine Liang said with a smile: "Don't worry, the emperor will turn over Sister Dun's sign in a few days. Sister Dun has become more and more charming and beautiful in the past few months since she left the palace. You will be the next favorite concubine, and the emperor will embrace you."
"Thank you for your encouragement, sisters. I don't have any big ambitions. Serving the Emperor and the Empress well is my greatest blessing."
Dun Shurong helped Empress Duan onto the phoenix sedan chair, while Concubine Jia and Concubine Liang chatted for a while and then left on the carriage.
Concubine Shu was in the palace and she went in to take a look at Shen Wanrong. She told the palace maids to take good care of the dragon fetus.
Finally, he left Zhaochun Hall.
Concubine De returned to Changchun Palace, entered the palace, and asked the head maid, "Where do you think the fire tonight came from?"
"Madam, do you mean this was arson?"
Concubine De smiled but said nothing, "The palace is becoming increasingly lively. Some are trying to rise to prominence, while others are trying to become demons."
"Your Majesty, should we talk to the Emperor? Do you really want to live in loneliness forever?"
Concubine De took off the armor on her hands. She was not wearing golden armor, but plain enamel armor without even a single gem inlaid on it.
"There are so many unjust cases in the palace with no evidence. What difference does it make whether we speak up or not?"
She didn't believe that the emperor's one-year-old son died of natural causes. She thought there must be something wrong with the medicine, otherwise why would the imperial physician Li disappear?
It's not that I don't want to take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet... My child, your mother will definitely avenge you...
The Hall of Mental Cultivation, in the west bedroom.
Under the illumination of the butter lamps, the beauty's face after bathing is more delicate than that of an angel, and her skin is as white as snow and rosy as pearls.
The emperor took a yellow porcelain jar and a golden spoon, took some ointment, and gently applied it to the soles of the jade feet in his hands.
The jade feet are as slender as lotus, with pink tinged in the snow-white.
The toes are round, like two clear pearls.
The tentacles are soft and smooth.
The aroma of herbs mixed with the fragrance of the beauty after bathing lingered in the space above the dragon bed, and the eyes of the two met and intertwined.
Sheng Xiyan's cheeks involuntarily rosy, her face as beautiful as a lotus, extremely gorgeous.
The skin on my face felt hot, and I thought it must be because my feet were hot that my face was red.
Emperor Xuanwu has one biggest characteristic: he doesn't talk much, but every time his deep and dark eyes look at him, Sheng Xiyan feels numb.
The jade feet were held in his arms, and the hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Sheng Xiyan pursed her lips and mustered up the courage to speak, "Your Majesty, it's very late... You have to attend court tomorrow morning. I will wait for you to rest."
He stared at her like this and didn't feel the time passing.
The two of them lay down, Sheng Xiyan covered him with a yellow brocade quilt and took one for herself.
Thinking about whether to tell Shen Wanrong about it, would he believe her? It's not good to meddle in other people's business, but if I don't tell him, Shen Wanrong was killed, and it's pitiful that there are two lives left.
After all, they are his woman and child, and he has always taken good care of her and Jiang Jiang. He should just tell her with a clear conscience.
"Yan Yan has something to say?"
Xuan Ling lay on his side and watched her hesitant to speak, thinking that she wanted to explain the matter of the white jade jewelry.
Sheng Xiyan moved closer to him, their faces less than a palm's distance apart, looking extremely close and intimate.
“Your Majesty, when I was checking Shen Wanrong’s pulse today, I discovered something strange.”
"What is it?"
Sheng Xiyan seemed to be about to tell a big secret, and moved her delicate body closer to him, so that their faces were only a finger's distance apart.
Xuan Ling curled his lips and smiled and asked, "Yan Yan, do you want to...?"
Sheng Xiyan didn't respond to his meaning at all. She climbed up and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, I found that Shen Wanrong's pulse seemed to be disordered. If this continues, she may become unconscious and suffer from insanity."
Xuan Ling asked in surprise, "What do you think is the cause? Could it be that he was born with this problem?"
Sheng Xiyan pondered and said, "That's not impossible, but as far as I know, long-term use of things like Datura Flower and Five Stones Powder can have serious effects on a person's mental state and behavior."
"She was drugged with crazy drugs?"
Xuan Ling fell into deep thought, "If Shen Wanrong gave birth to a prince, who would covet him? Yanyan, tell me?"
"I say? I can't say."
Xuan Ling encouraged him, "Don't be afraid. Just say whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you're wrong. I will forgive you."
Sheng Xiyan slowly lay down, with a deep light flashing in her eyes, and said softly:
"When I think of the Crown Prince's wife's seizure of Jiang Jiang, I can't help but think that similar situations may occur in the palace. Those people will use any means to murder others and seize children to strengthen their own power. Your Majesty, do you think my thoughts are reasonable?"
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