He walked over and saw that the flowers were in full bloom. He couldn't help but reach out and pick one, holding it in his palm and caressing it.
Eunuch Fu observed the emperor's words and expressions and thought that he must be thinking about Concubine Sheng?
He stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, are you going to visit the young master tonight?"
Xuan Ling put the tuberose flower into the sachet worn around her waist and remained silent for a long time.
In Guanju Palace, Sheng Xiyan fed Jiang Jiang some vegetable meatballs. Jiang Jiang could no longer sit still and wanted to run out to play.
"Dear boy, drink some more millet and sea cucumber."
"Oh, mother, I don't want to drink anymore..."
Jiang Jiang turned his face away, slipped under her arm, and slid away like a loach. Sheng Xiyan picked it up and ate it herself.
Hua Xia muttered as she peeled peanuts, "My young lady, you haven't made any progress yet. I remind you not to forget the pain once the wound has healed."
Sheng Xiyan glanced at the ice jar beside her and felt that something was indeed amiss. Men can change their attitude faster than turning the pages of a book, but it wouldn't happen so suddenly.
"Change my clothes, I'm going to the Yangxin Palace to meet the emperor."
Hua Xia happily picked out a dress for her.
"My lady, this one? Or this one? They're all newly made, and the hemp fabric is cool and flowing. You'll definitely look like a fairy when you put it on. The Emperor won't be able to take his eyes off you once he sees it."
Sheng Xiyan pointed to a pink and blue floral and bird-themed puff-sleeved outer gown and pomegranate skirt and jokingly said, "Hua Xia, if I'm blocked outside later, please don't cry."
Hua Xia and Mei Xiang helped her change her clothes, "My lady, please stop being such a pessimist."
Sheng Xiyan knew Xuan Ling's temperament to some extent. If she really made him unhappy, she would definitely not be able to enter this door today. But how did she make him unhappy?
After a cup of tea, at the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
When Eunuch Fu saw Sheng Xiyan, his eyes lit up.
"Master Sheng, you finally remembered. It's not that I'm being long-winded, but your comprehension is indeed a little weak."
Sheng Xiyan quickly asked: "Eunuch Fu, what's wrong with me? Please teach me."
Eunuch Fu didn't dare to speak directly, otherwise it would be a leak, so he reminded: "Young Master Sheng, have you done anything outrageous recently?"
"No."
Xuan Ling heard the voices in the hall, stretched his neck to look outside, and cleared his throat heavily.
Eunuch Fu hurried into the palace and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Sheng is here, carrying medicinal food."
Xuan Ling picked up the memorial and said arrogantly and coldly, "Just say I don't see you."
"emperor....."
Eunuch Fu was depressed. Your Majesty, you were looking forward to her coming, so why didn’t she see him after she came?
As he left the palace, Sheng Xiyan's guess was spot on, "The Emperor said he didn't want to see him, right?"
He stuffed the medicinal food into his hands and turned away.
Eunuch Fu had no choice but to carry the food box back to the inner hall.
Xuan Ling raised his eyes and asked, "What did she say?"
Thinking about it, Sheng Xiyan must be crying and worried. Why is the emperor ignoring me? I need to reflect on myself. How can I make the emperor happy?
A picture appeared in my mind.
Sheng Xiyan was wearing a cicada-shaped chiffon dress, with a face as rosy as a peach, charming and seductive, and she threw herself into his arms with a whimpering sound.
He pushed her away mercilessly and said coldly: I don't want to have any more expectations of you, let's go!
Sheng Xiyan wiped her tears tenderly.
She snuggled into his arms and said, "Your Majesty, Xiyan was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Xiyan only has eyes for you and only paints your portrait. Your Majesty, please pay attention to Yanyan..."
Without the emperor's favor, Xi Yan can't live... "
. . . . . .
Look at Emperor Xuanwu's lips curled up,
Eunuch Fu took a deep breath, already anticipating the coming wrath of Long Wei, and whispered, "Your Majesty, Miss Sheng left without saying anything."
When Xuan Ling heard this, his dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes suddenly raised.
With a bang, the memorial was slammed on the dragon table, frightening Eunuch Fu and several palace servants in the hall so much that they fell to their knees.
This woman is always like this. When I have finally calmed down, she comes to stir things up.
A surge of anger rose in his chest, and his slender fingers pulled at his collar to vent his anger.
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