Chapter 88 The Emperor's Elegance Has Been Lost



No? Qi Yan is a warm and cheerful person. The boy and the girl are very close to each other, so they can definitely kiss on the street.

"Don't lie, you and Qi Yan, you..."

Before Xuan Ling finished speaking, Sheng Xiyan stood up.

A pair of peach-shaped almond-shaped eyes stared at him fearlessly, her snow-white face was stained with tears and her cheeks were red.

"You always bring up the past and are always suspicious of it. If that's the case, why do you still want my wife?"

Xuan Ling covered her mouth with his hand and lowered his voice, "You, you, I, mine, return my wife to me. If others hear it, I will not want to live anymore."

Sheng Xiyan's mouth was covered but she didn't let him go. She squeezed out a word from the gap between her big hands: "You just feel guilty and feel that you are in the wrong."

"Stop talking."

"You've wronged me more than once. Last time, you believed Dun Shuyuan's slander. What were you looking for in Guanju Palace?"

Well, since you asked, I will answer your question.

Xuan Ling leaned close to her ear and said, "Did you draw Qi Yan's portrait? Tell the truth!"

"I didn't draw anything. I only drew a man who is used to wrongly accusing others!"

Sheng Xiyan answered without hesitation and straightforwardly.

Xuan Ling felt guilty but warm in his heart, and was in a dilemma. He touched her ears and stroked her fur.

"I have wronged you."

Sheng Xiyan's eyes were like lake water, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed.

He opened his wide sleeves and held her in his arms, coaxing her softly.

"Okay, stop crying.

If I bite you and it hurts, just bite me back."

He lowered his head and put his thin lips to her mouth. Sheng Xiyan hesitated for a moment.

He suddenly bit his upper lip hard, and pinched the back of her neck in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Sheng Xiyan deliberately asked him,

"Not bad." He said stubbornly and touched his lower lip.

"Why did you bite your upper lip? It looks so ugly! How can I meet with the officials tomorrow?"

"I closed my eyes and took the wrong one."

"Forget it, I forgive you."

"Are you Mr. Xuan now, or are you the Emperor?"

"It's Yanyan's Master Xuan."

Xuan Ling hugged Sheng Xiyan tightly and walked forward. The two of them were close together, as close as conjoined twins.

The people watching the excitement around said, "Let's go, the young couple has reconciled, we haven't seen enough of this excitement yet."

In Lanshan's clothing store, the two of them picked out ten gorgeous dresses together.

The proprietress said, "Excuse me, sir. Our shop only accepts dresses for the ladies of the famous families in Beijing. If you order ten sets at once, our master craftsman may not have the time to make them all at once. How about we make them for you in stages?"

Sheng Xiyan said sweetly in Xuan Ling's arms, "Ten sets is a bit too much."

Xuan Ling fanned her with a folding fan and said, "Not much. I want to book the whole store for you."

The proprietress took a closer look and wondered if this fan was an antique fan from a famous artist that had become extinct. People in the circle knew that this fan was finally bought by someone in the palace.

While she was in a daze, Eunuch Fu pulled her over and proudly took out a sign from his waist.

The proprietress was surprised, "What is this?"

A wooden sign,

Eunuch Fu laughed and said, "You took out the wrong badge. This is my own badge."

He took out another red gold plate. Although it was written on it, everyone knew that the Imperial Household Department was the private property of the emperor. So who was this nobleman?

The proprietress bowed hastily, her nervous smile gone, and her voice trembling as she said:

"No problem. Once the ten sets of gorgeous clothes are ready, I will deliver them to the palace gate."

Xuan Ling stood up and led Sheng Xiyan out the door, and the proprietress and her people followed behind in small steps to see them off.

Seeing the people walking away, he said, "Hurry up, let the craftsmen start working overnight. We must use our best standards and make it meticulously."

On the street, Xuan Ling asked, "Yan Yan, what else do you want to buy for your wedding?"

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