Two days later.
In the Fengxian Hall filled with green smoke, Xuan Ling, dressed in a plain white sacrificial robe, was burning incense to the Holy Mother Empress Dowager.
Sheng Xiyan looked through the crack in the carved door and saw his shoulders trembling slightly, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Oh, if Xuanlang’s biological mother were still alive, how happy Xuanlang would be.
Sheng Xiyan felt like a sinner and hesitated outside for a long time before stepping into the hall.
"Xuanlang..." she called softly.
Xuan Ling quickly wiped his face and turned around, forcing a smile and saying, "Why is Yanyan here?"
Sheng Xiyan looked at his red eyes and felt heartbroken.
Her fingertips caressed the emperor's narrow eyes, "Xuanlang, don't be sad. Your mother will be pleased to know that you are working hard to govern the country and are a wise ruler."
Xuan Ling took her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "When Queen Mother knew that Yanyan gave birth to three babies for me, no, four babies, she must be extremely happy."
"Let me pay my respects to you, mother." Sheng Xiyan knelt down, clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly: "Mother, I will take good care of Xuanlang. I will buy him more clothes when it's cold, personally take care of him three times a day, and stay by his side..."
Xuan Ling smiled with relief. His Yanyan now knew how to care for him and treated him as the most important person.
Suddenly, a eunuch's sharp voice came from a distance:
"The Queen Mother has arrived—"
Xuan Ling's expression suddenly turned cold.
The Queen Mother came in holding the hand of the head nanny. Seeing the Emperor and Empress, she said with surprise, "Yan Yan has also come to pay her respects..."
"Mother." Xuan Ling suddenly interrupted, "Your Highness remembers that you never come to Fengxian Palace."
Sheng Xiyan noticed that her index finger and thumb were wrapped in gauze - was the old lady injured?
Little did they know that the injury was caused by the Empress Dowager's needlework all night long.
"Aijia..." The Queen Mother's voice trembled, "I came to apologize to Sister Yun..."
Xuan Ling raised his head suddenly, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "What crime do you want to apologize for?"
The air in the hall froze instantly.
The Queen Mother slowly knelt before the tablet of the Holy Mother Queen Mother...
Sheng Xiyan's heart was beating like a drum.
Oh no, she's going to tell you about how she killed her mother and took her son away?
Xuan Ling will definitely be furious and very sad and angry. What should he do?
Sheng Xiyan clenched her hands, leaned against Xuan Ling, and bit her lip nervously, but she heard the Queen Mother say: "I shouldn't have separated you and Sister Yun at that time. You and your son were separated for two whole years..."
"Mother, do you have anything else to say?" Xuan Ling suddenly asked.
Sheng Xiyan blinked her eyes. Yes, is this the only mistake?
The Queen Mother sighed and said, "The Emperor blames me, and I have no complaints. However, this matter has nothing to do with the Queen. I hope you won't vent your anger on her."
Xuan Ling sneered, and Sheng Xiyan felt a chill approaching. It would be better not to say this, because if she said it, it would be a reminder of their relationship.
In a suffocating and dangerous atmosphere, the three of them paid tribute to the Holy Mother Queen Dowager.
After a stick of incense, the Empress Dowager said, "Your Majesty, I know you have many questions to ask. Could we go to the Cining Palace to discuss this in detail?"
He glanced at Sheng Xiyan again and said, "Queen, go back and have a good rest first."
Huh? You won't let me go? Why? Sheng Xiyan wondered.
Xuan Ling seemed to agree and coaxed, "Yan Yan, go back and accompany the children first."
Neither of them wanted her to go to the Cining Palace and didn't want to get involved in this matter.
"I understand." Sheng Xiyan obediently returned to the Yangxin Palace.
But my mind was full of random thoughts: would the Queen Mother and Xuan Ling have a big fight? And then what?
Hua Xia brought the ginseng soup and asked, "Madam, why are you always walking around?"
Sheng Xiyan said, "Ask Meixiang to go to the Cining Palace and ask around. I'm a little scared."
Although he couldn't accept the Queen Mother as his mother, he didn't want anything to happen to her.
"Don't worry, Madam. Meixiang will go and find out right away."
An incense stick later, Meixiang hurried back to report, "Your Majesty, I heard that the Queen Mother wants to die to atone for her sins..."
"Pah—"
The mutton-fat jade cup shattered on the ground, and the ginseng soup splashed on Sheng Xiyan's apricot-yellow skirt, spreading a dark color.
Sheng Xiyan's eyes went dark and her fingertips dug into her palms tightly.
Yes... With the old lady's personality, if she really killed Xuan Ling's mother, in order to prevent her and Xuan Ling from having any grudges... she would definitely commit suicide to atone for her crime.
"Let's go to Cining Palace!" She lifted her skirt and rushed out, the beads in her hair hitting her face painfully.
When the phoenix chariot sped through the palace road, Sheng Xiyan realized that her face was covered with tears.
The spring breeze blew on my wet and cold cheeks, bringing a stinging sensation.
These hands that could use magical powers couldn't even hold the handkerchief firmly at this moment.
The inner hall of the Cining Palace was eerily quiet, with only the scent of sandalwood rising from the gilded censer.
Sheng Xiyan staggered into the inner room, her embroidered shoes stepping over the gold-woven carpet, and she knelt down with a "dong" in front of the rosewood couch.
The empress dowager on the couch had a peaceful expression, her orange-yellow phoenix robe spread out neatly, and her hands folded in front of her abdomen.
Xuan Ling sat aside, the dragon pattern on his bright yellow dragon robe glowing coldly in the candlelight.
The old lady passed away? No way!
"Mother..." Sheng Xiyan knelt down beside the couch. This cry broke her heart and tears blurred her vision.
The head nanny said, "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother just fainted from emotional excitement, but she's fine."
Not dead? Sheng Xiyan wiped her tears and looked up at Xuan Ling.
He looked solemn. Normally he would smile at her and would definitely help her up, but now he just sat there coldly.
When the head nanny helped Sheng Xiyan up, she saw a white jade wine cup with liquid in it on the kang table in the middle of the couch.
She leaned in and sniffed it. Was it poison? Her blood froze in fear.
He knocked over the wine glass, knelt down in front of Xuan Ling, took his hand and begged, "Xuan Lang, please spare my mother? Don't let her die... I will make it up to you. I will never lose my temper with you again, I will never quarrel with you again, and I will listen to you in everything..."
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