Sheng Xiyan sobbed and clung to his neck with her snow-white arms.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty...wuwuwu..."
She tilted her head back to kiss him, trying to ease his anger and soothe his pain.
Xuan Ling pinched her jaw with his big hand, and pressed the jade ring tightly against her jawline.
"Do you think I am someone you can desecrate? You want to kiss me? You are not worthy!"
Sheng Xiyan cried and shouted,
"Okay, I will never dare to kiss the emperor again! I am your dog, how dare a dog have such delusions? Woo woo woo..."
From then on, no matter how ruthless he was or how he tormented her, she just smiled faintly.
It doesn't hurt at all...
After more than an hour, Xuan Ling turned over and beads of sweat slid down his strong arms.
He stroked his wrist and glanced at the pale-faced person crying on the ground.
This person is white and smooth, even softer and more delicate than the white marble floor.
He said sternly, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you get me some water and change my clothes?"
Sheng Xiyan turned over, picked up her scattered clothes, quickly put them on, stood up and adjusted her hair.
She took off her hairpins, rings, and golden step-shaking ornaments and placed them on the table.
She twisted her shiny black hair around a few times and made a simple bun on top of her head.
He tightened his belt and went outside the hall to look for the palace maids.
Eunuch Fu and Mingyue took a look and found that there was nothing to look at about Concubine Chen. Her face and neck were covered with red teeth marks.
I hurriedly pretended not to see it.
"The Emperor wants to take a bath, please prepare."
"Yes, my lady."
Sheng Xiyan went back to the wardrobe in the back hall to pick out clothes.
Xuan Ling leaned lazily on the couch, watching her busying around with cold eyes.
After a while, steam rose from the gilded wooden basin.
Xuan Ling leaned over, and Sheng Xiyan scooped up some water and washed him.
The palms of my hands, which had just healed, turned white and turned outward after being soaked in hot water.
He stared at her hand for a moment, then simply closed his eyes and stopped looking.
In Jingren Palace, a palace maid came in to report,
"Your Majesty, Consort Chen was not expelled from the Yangxin Palace."
Empress Duan was puzzled and asked, "She's been back from the Imperial Hospital for two hours, and she's still in the Yangxin Palace? Could it be that the Emperor has forgiven her?"
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