Her tears, like crystal pearls shattered on her smooth cheeks, made him feel an indescribable pain and sorrow in his heart.
He stretched out his long arms and pulled her into a hug, stroking the back of her neck soothingly.
"Yanyan, just like the child said, I, Yanyan, and Jiangjiang will be together forever. Are you relieved?..."
Sheng Xiyan was touched. He was not only an emperor who worked hard to govern the country, but also a man who was open-minded. She did not misinterpret Jiang Jiang's innocent words, but comforted her patiently and gently.
Burying her face under his chin, she choked out, "Your Majesty, are you a god?"
Xuan Ling stroked her head and asked, "What did Yanyan say? I want to hear it."
Sheng Xiyan hugged his neck and cried as she said, "When I was struck by misfortune, my whole world fell. It was the imperial consort granted to me by the Emperor that saved me from having to live in the palace. That year, with the salary from the court, I was able to support myself and my husband. Every day I thought that if I could see the Emperor one day, I would kowtow to you a hundred times."
Xuan Ling said with relief: "When we first met in the palace, Yanyan kowtowed to me five times. I saw your sincerity and that you were not lying."
"At the Junyue Inn, I was desperate, and it was the Emperor who helped Xiyan keep Jiangjiang."
"I didn't say anything nice to you that day."
"The Emperor arranged a marriage between Jiang Jiang and the eldest princess so that Xi Yan would have the confidence to enter the palace. I have no way of repaying this great favor."
Xuan Ling gently stroked the tears on her face with his fingertips and said softly, "I don't need anything in return for what I do. You just need to stay by my side. Do you understand?"
Sheng Xiyan nodded, hugged his neck tighter, and asked in a soft voice, "Xiyan wants to rely on the emperor forever, is that okay?"
"I couldn't ask for more."
Xuan Ling's beautiful face showed a deeper glow than usual, and then a smile bloomed at the corners of his eyes.
The two suddenly realized why it was so quiet. Where was Jiang Jiang?
When I turned around, I saw the little kid was already sleeping beside me with a sweet smile on his face.
The wet nurse came in and took Jiang Jiang away to rest.
The palace door closed. Sheng Xiyan secretly glanced at Xuan Ling, then pursed her lips, lowered her head and smiled shyly.
Xuan Ling's eyes were burning as he picked her up by the waist and walked into the inner hall.
Putting him on the rosewood bed, Sheng Xiyan quickly stood up and took off his robe.
Carefully place the dragon robe on the hanger.
Xuan Ling placed his warm palm on Niao Niao's slender waist, and looked at her steadily.
When she just looked up, their eyes met at the right moment. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, while his hand on her slender waist tightened a little.
The warmth fell on the tip of the nose and finally on the delicate and tempting lips.
The lingering aroma of tuberose and agarwood makes your breath hot and your heart tremble.
Her lips were so smooth and sweet that he couldn't stop. He touched them slowly and carefully, not missing any corner.
The throbbing at this moment made each other forget the existence of everything around them.
The emperor's kiss was passionate yet restrained...
Sheng Xiyan felt her body go limp and she almost couldn't stand, so she was supported by his strong arms.
He was seven feet eight inches tall, and she was barely as tall as him when she stood on the bed.
. . . . .
It was unknown how long they kissed before he let her go.
I saw that her eyes were misty and watery, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were red and swollen, and I could still hear the light gasps in her throat.
He greedily admired the charming and delicate figure in front of him and reached out to unbutton her outer garment.
Sheng Xiyan's heart was beating very fast, probably because the longer the emperor's bedchamber was delayed, the more nervous she became.
She wore a light yellow silk gown with lace, which highlighted her flawless neck and graceful collarbone. The silk satin fabric was shiny, outlining her straight, snow-white breasts and slender waist.
Xuan Ling's breathing stopped. She raised the hand with the jade ring and gently took off the eight-treasure pearl flower hairpin on her head. Her black hair splashed on her shoulders like a waterfall, bringing out a faint fragrance from the hair.
I don’t know if it’s from her hair or her body fragrance, but the dangerous and alluring scent of tuberose also has a sweet milky scent.
She wanted someone to hold her and let her sleep peacefully.
Sheng Xiyan's small hands grasped the emperor's bright yellow robe, with only two words in her mind, "Dedicate myself, dedicate myself..."
She is willing to devote herself to such an impeccable emperor. If she were to marry another man in the common people, could she do the same?
The answer is no.
Although she was still among the lower nine concubines, the share she enjoyed was even greater than that of the upper nine concubines.
More importantly, he treats Jiang Jiang very well and is a qualified stepfather. He not only allows Jiang Jiang to enjoy the monthly allowance of a prince, but also holds him, coaxes him, and plays with him. He will also teach him many things in the future.
Xuan Ling saw the beauty lowering her head, her eyes moving around, as if she was thinking intensely. He pulled her lips together and smiled slightly. She had misunderstood his meaning.
He reached out and stroked her soft chin, teasing her and asked, "Yan Yan, what are you thinking about? Can you tell me?"
Sheng Xiyan shook her head guiltily, her delicate little hands still not letting go of his robe.
"You are tired today. Let me see your knees."
"Um."
She sat down, and he rolled up her silk pants, revealing her fair legs with a faint red tint on her knees, which was an extremely alluring color in his eyes.
Xuan Ling kissed her gently, and Sheng Xiyan's heart trembled violently and her legs shivered.
The emperor qin her knees?
Sheng Xiyan felt so weak all over that it was difficult for her to even lie down. Perhaps it was because she hadn't had sex for a long time, and she was too sensitive to bear it.
After Xuan Ling placed the kiss, he gently massaged the delicate knees with his big palm. He was massaging the knees, but the blush on Sheng Xiyan's face burned directly to her ears.
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