Sheng Xiyan walked out, and Sheng Jingheng and the others were so anxious that they didn't know what to do.
Emperor Xuanwu is here in person, on a tour in disguise, so should they go out to greet him, or should they not disturb him?
"Xi Yan, we still have to be polite. Let's not go forward to the door, but kowtow on the spot. What do you think?"
Sheng Xiyan asked Hua Xia, "The Emperor came in a royal carriage. How many guards did he bring with him? What was the scene like?"
Hua Xia said, "Today, the emperor is not riding in a royal carriage. The guards have all changed into casual clothes and look very low-key."
Sheng Jingheng said calmly, "It seems that the emperor doesn't want anyone to know, so we'd better not go out, so as not to be seen and talked about by the neighbors.
Xiyan, go ahead and don't worry. My brother and sister-in-law won't be going to the pharmacy today. They'll stay here."
Sheng Xiyan nodded and walked quickly out the door.
When he reached the door, he slowed down and walked down the stairs.
In the carriage, the man holding a folding fan saw a woman in a green dress walking towards him gracefully through the curtain of the sedan chair.
Her green dress is like a lotus, her makeup is simple and elegant, she is fresh and unworldly, just like a pure and graceful orchid in a deep valley.
A pair of cherry blue embroidered shoes appeared first, bringing in the scent of tuberose.
Her temples are decorated with pearls, her eyes are like stars and the moon, and her windows and bed are painted with rouge, she looks simple, charming and elegant.
Sheng Xiyan lifted her skirt lightly and entered the carriage. When she looked up and saw the man sitting upright, she was startled.
The emperor was dressed in a moon-white robe, his face was as cold as ice, the fragrance of Buddha permeated his clothes, and he looked like an emperor from the fairyland descending to the earth.
His eyebrows are like ink paintings, and he is unparalleled in handsomeness.
The only thing that can be seen from his expression is the arrogance and dominance of a king who dominates the world.
"As the morning light rises, I offer my sincere greetings to you, good morning."
Sheng Xiyan greeted with a poem and sat down tenderly on the narrow couch opposite.
She raised her eyes slightly to look at Xuan Ling. He seemed a little uncomfortable with his outfit and raised his thin lips slightly.
His dark eyes looked down at her condescendingly.
This woman's face has a skin so thin that it's so delicate that it can be broken with a touch. It's even more tender than a peeled lychee. I really want to take a bite.
Her lips were pink and smooth without any lip lines. Her complexion had improved a lot overnight and she didn't look as sad as she did yesterday.
She wore a white jade hairpin on her head, which made her hair look even darker and softer.
"You've been thinking about it all night. Have you figured it out?"
She lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, I don't want to guard the mausoleum. The yin energy there is too strong. I will soon become an old woman."
Xuan Ling felt better after hearing her say this.
"Give me a reason."
..........
"Say, you love me."
This woman is stupid. She moves when I push her, but not when I don't.
Sheng Xiyan took out a piece of brown paper from the brocade handkerchief and opened it to reveal a piece of exquisite malt candy.
"Your Majesty, this is the rose candy I made last night. Would you like some?"
Xuan Ling said coldly, "I never eat anything that has not been tested for poison."
Sheng Xiyan lowered her brows and looked dismayed, as if she had been struck.
Xuan Ling opened the antique folding fan and fanned himself to soothe his restless heart.
Leng Buding asked, "What preparations do ordinary men and women make before getting married?"
When Sheng Xiyan heard this, she looked up in surprise and said in a delicate voice, "I will go buy jewelry."
Xuan Ling lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and ordered, "Go to the largest Julangjin Tower in the capital."
As the carriage started moving, Sheng Xiyan looked up, pursed her lips and smiled, and actually stuffed the rose candy into her mouth.
The man said majestically, "Come here."
She sat next to him from across from him, took his arm, lowered her head and smiled like a flower.
“Is the sugar sweet?”
"sweet."
"Feed me."
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Sheng Xiyan's cheeks flushed like cherry blossoms, and she opened her pink lips slightly, "I only brought one piece of candy."
"I know."
Her words were mingled with an unconcealable shyness, and her twinkling eyes were like a cherry blossom in bud, not yet fully bloomed, tempting people to explore deeper.
Two delicate hands slowly climbed up his neck and cupped his cheeks.
She raised her head and slowly moved closer to his chin, tapped it lightly, and moaned with difficulty:
"Your Majesty, you are too tall. I cannot reach you."
Xuan Ling picked her up and held her on his lap.
The voice was cold, but a little softer.
"Now? Can you reach it?"
Her snow-white arms hooked around his neck, breathing out sweet and fragrant hot air as she approached her thin lips with beautiful lines.
The thin lips slightly opened in waiting,
Both hearts were pounding, almost jumping out of their chests.
The malt sugar was passed along with the intertwined breaths, and the sweetness went straight into the heart.
The jade ring slides lightly across the delicate soft jade.
Hmm, ning, chirp
. . . .
The carriage stopped, "Master, we've arrived."
Sheng Xiyan had softened into a pool of water, dissolved in a white dress as white as snow.
Her peach blossom eyes were too blurry to open, Xuan Ling leaned close to her ear and
"Yanyan is right, this malt candy is very sweet."
He straightened the crossed collar of her blue shirt and rubbed the red marks on her fair neck with his warm fingertips.
Sheng Xiyan put her arms around his neck and sat up, then asked coquettishly, "Master Xuan, are you going to take me to buy jewelry?"
"Sheng Xiyan, I will do everything I should do, no matter how much you deny it."
She leaned against him softly and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, why don't you call me Yanyan again? You are so strict and so scary."
He nodded at her with his folded fan, "Are you afraid? You stubborn stone."
Xuan Ling got off the carriage and held out his hand. Sheng Xiyan said softly, "Master Xuan, carry me down."
He was stunned. How dare this woman give me orders? She is becoming more and more arrogant.
He happily carried her out of the carriage. Sheng Xiyan stretched out her little finger and hooked it with his. This was the first time she took the initiative to hold his hand.
Xuan Ling covered the small hand in his palm with his backhand, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
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