Hua Xia squatted down and took Sheng Xiyan's hand.
"My lady, let me speak from the bottom of my heart. It is very difficult to find a man like the emperor in this world, and even ordinary lords may not be able to do the same."
Yes, how could Sheng Xiyan not know?
"My dear, you forgot that in the palace, after the Second Master went to the war,
You must pay your respects to the princess every morning and evening, because if you are late, you will kneel in the yard with a teacup in your hand all day.
He also has to endure the Crown Princess's harsh words.
In the palace, although there are vicious concubines who make things difficult for you, the emperor always protects you.
Not to mention the emperor's love for the young master, where can he find such a good stepfather for his second marriage?
Young Master, you now have a golden key, and you also have the opportunity to upgrade to a high-level concubine.
"As time goes by, there is more hope. But you must not be argumentative or foolish, understand, my lady?"
Meixiang also came in and knelt on the ground, "My lady, I won't say much, I just hope that you can come back safely tomorrow."
Nanny Zhang, Shanhu, and Xiao Zhuozi all knelt down, "Young Master, you must come back! We are still waiting for your promotion!"
Sheng Xiyan was thinking about tomorrow's countermeasures, but after hearing what they said, his eyes became blurry.
"Everyone, get up. When have I ever been depressed? Don't worry."
A few people laughed when they heard it.
In the yard, Jiang Jiang was playing in the dove cart, with his nanny following behind him, coaxing him to have his afternoon snack.
The innocent laughter of children is the most beautiful language in the world.
Not only Hua Xia likes the palace, but Jiang Jiang likes it even more because of his doting father.
Sheng Xiyan also liked it. Compared with the two years of anxiety in the palace, this place was simply a paradise.
"Did you change the silver into banknotes?"
Hua Xia just breathed a sigh of relief, but then it sank down again.
"My lady, I have been trying to persuade you for a long time, but you didn't hear a word I said?"
"Put it in order. I'll take it with me when I leave the palace tomorrow. You take Jiang Jiang with you."
Hua Xia was confused for a moment, and her eyes turned red as she looked at the tomatoes that had just turned red in the yard.
In the yard there are not only agarwood trees, tuberoses, and peonies, but also peppers, tomatoes...
Sheng Xiyan got on the soft couch, spread out the cotton paper, and drew Xuan Ling's portrait today, without stopping for a single day.
The six-month entanglement with the emperor stems from the fact that neither of them has broken through the shackles in their hearts.
Some successes cannot be achieved without destruction.
Only by breaking down and then rebuilding can we achieve prosperity.
The next morning, at five o'clock in the morning, the palace was still very quiet.
The cat was still lazily nestling in the corner of the red wall, and the birds had not yet started hunting.
In Guanju Palace, Jiang Jiang was still asleep and was held in Hua Xia's arms.
"My lady, this is a snack for the young master. The milk is in a water bag. You must drink it when you wake up."
Several palace maids knelt down, reluctant to leave.
Sheng Xiyan said with a smile: "What are you doing? Did you think we wouldn't come back? How is that possible? Just do what you need to do and wait for us to come back."
"Yes, my lord."
Parked at the palace gate was a large and luxurious imperial carriage and a horse-drawn carriage.
Because he was traveling incognito, he was accompanied by twenty Jinwu soldiers in plain clothes and armed with swords.
There were also a hundred secret guards waiting on horseback outside the palace gate.
Xuan Ling was wearing a dark blue brocade robe as his daily dress, and was reading memorials in the imperial carriage. There was a thick stack of memorials on the table next to him, and agarwood was burning in a gilded lotus incense burner.
Hearing a sound outside, he gently lifted the bamboo curtain.
If you want to be pretty, be filial.
The beauty walked slowly towards me with light lotus steps.
A white gauze dress, more elegant than ice, with the hem moving with the wind,
She wore no hairpins or jewelry on her head, and her black hair was tied up in a bun.
Her skin is so white and translucent, without any makeup, she looks like a goddess.
It is like a lovely white pear blossom, and also like a white lotus that is untainted by the world.
Xuan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Sheng Xiyan, you spared no effort in commemorating your late husband.
Her eyelids were a little swollen, must she have cried last night?
How disgraceful it is to cry like this before even reaching the cemetery!
He used a memorial to pull down the bamboo curtain and threw it onto the narrow couch next to him.
Eunuch Fu said respectfully outside the imperial carriage: "Your Majesty, Miss Sheng is here. Should she sit with you, or..."
"I want some quiet time."
When Sheng Xiyan heard this, she knew that Emperor Xuanwu was still very angry and must be upset about today's attention.
"Master Sheng, please take the young master into this carriage."
"good."
Because the tombs of meritorious officials are outside the capital, it is a long way to go.
As soon as the carriage started moving, Jiang Jiang woke up and looked out the window excitedly.
“Wow, so many people…”
"Young Master, drink milk."
Hua Xia poured the milk into a small cup and brought it to his mouth, "Drink it in small sips."
This was the first time out of the palace in half a year. Sheng Xiyan also looked outside to feel the atmosphere of folk life.
After leaving the city gate, Xuan Ling said, "Go and bring the prince consort here."
The guards came to the carriage and asked it to stop, then took Jiang Jiang away.
The general was so excited that he sat on the horse of the Jinwu Army and shouted, "Fly! Ahaha!"
He was stuffed into the imperial carriage again.
"Father!"
He climbed up the wooden board and was pulled onto the narrow couch by Xuan Ling's slender arms.
"Father, there is a mountain!"
Naituanzi's eyes were shining, and his excited look warmed Xuan Ling's heart.
Hold him by the window and watch the scenery.
"Jiang Jiang, when did your mother cry?"
Jiang Jiang's little head wanted to pop out of the window, "I didn't cry."
Xuan Ling lightly lifted his bun,
"That's because you didn't see it. How could her eyes be swollen if she didn't cry? It's been half a year. Isn't the time father gave her enough?
Don't worry, Jiang Jiang, even if your father doesn't go to Guanju Palace in the future, he will take you to Yangxin Palace to play. Your father will always love you."
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