The emperor's writing style became lingering and gentle.
Sheng Xiyan's heart was like a large lotus leaf, which gradually tightened and finally wrinkled into a ball as the ink dripped from the tip of the pen.
"Your Majesty, it's time to use the seal." Eunuch Fu bowed and presented the jade seal.
Xuan Ling seemed not to hear anything, and with a few light strokes of the pen across the outline of the snow-capped mountains, he actually outlined the woman's flying skirt.
Sheng Xiyan felt dizzy and had no strength at all.
With both hands on the edge of the gold-threaded rosewood table, his eyes fell on the portrait of the woman between the Central Plains and the mountains.
There was even a moving route formed, Xue Qiong went from Jiuzhou, Wusun Kingdom, all the way to the Central Plains, where she entered the heart of Emperor Xuanwu.
The vast Central Plains occupies the largest area in this painting, with a beautiful and majestic face gradually emerging.
He opened his thin lips slightly and gracefully extended his hand to the princess who had come from afar.
They hugged each other in the middle of the golden glazed tiles.
"I finally waited for you, Xueqiong."
"Your Majesty, I am the lover you will spend your life with."
"Yes, I'm waiting for you."
“Snap!”
A teardrop fell on the snow line of the Qilian Mountains, staining them with turbid gray spots.
Sheng Xiyan staggered back, feeling a sharp pain in her abdomen.
She tightly grasped the heart-shaped jade pendant on her waist. The sharp corners of the jade pendant pricked her palm, but it could not resist the chill that surged in her heart.
"Empress!"
Hua Xia exclaimed and rushed over to help.
The exclamation made Xuan Ling look up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was cold.
Hua Xia was shocked. In the past, if the Empress fainted, even if there was a slight sound, the Emperor would rush from the front hall to the back hall. But now he just stood there coldly.
In panic, Mingyue kicked over the rosewood footstool, and the medicine cup shattered into celadon pieces, and a bitter fragrance exploded in the hall.
"Your Majesty! The Queen is bleeding!" Hua Xia cried and tore open the hem of her brocade skirt. The peony-patterned brocade was already stained with pink.
Xuan Ling's eyes were blurry for a moment, and he finally came to his senses.
Throwing away the vermilion pen, ink splashed all over Xue Qiong's portrait.
As he hurried forward, he kicked over the gilded incense burner, and the ambergris ash scattered all over the floor.
Like lightning, he picked up Sheng Xiyan by the waist and carefully placed her on the soft couch.
"Yanyan, open your eyes and look at me! Yanyan! Quick, call Wu Yuanpan!"
Xuan Ling's trembling palm pressed against her bulging belly, and the fetal movements that were lively in the past were now as silent as a deep abyss.
He put his forehead against Sheng Xiyan's, and the temperature was normal.
"When did the concubine feel unwell?"
Hua Xia and the others knelt on the ground, looking terrified.
Xuan Ling concluded that Sheng Xiyan did not become like this suddenly, and must have been feeling unwell before, otherwise why would there be cold sweat on her palms and her face was so pale.
Hua Xia turned her face away and cried secretly. No wonder Sheng Xiyan seemed to be in a bad mood these days. She thought it might be because she was sentimental during pregnancy, but just now she really believed that Sheng Xiyan was not making things up.
What should I do? She was terrified. The Empress's belly was so big, and carrying three children was already dangerous, but the Emperor had changed his mind at this time.
The sky is falling!
After a while, Tiewa dragged in Judge Wu.
"Hurry, see why the imperial concubine fainted!" Xuan Ling said anxiously.
Judge Wu knelt on the dragon-patterned floor tiles and took the patient's pulse with a hanging thread.
Xuan Ling's voice was fierce, as if it came from the underworld: "If you can't save the concubine, there's no need to stay in the Imperial Hospital."
"The pulse is like a rolling ball on a plate. This is... a sign of convulsions and harm to the fetus."
Judge Wu kowtowed deeply, "Fortunately, Your Majesty is in good health. I will allow you to use acupuncture to protect your heart meridians."
The moment the silver needle entered the Hegu acupoint, Sheng Xiyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she saw Xuan Ling holding her hand tightly in a trance.
Xuan Ling asked, "The Imperial Concubine has been very sentimental lately and always cries. What's going on?"
"Your Majesty, don't worry. Perhaps as the three dragon fetuses in your belly grow larger and larger, the burden on your body has become heavier, affecting your mood. I will immediately prepare some medicine to calm your nerves and protect the fetus for you."
Xuan Ling held Sheng Xiyan's hand, unable to conceal his anxiety.
"Hurry up and make the medicine, Xiao Fuzi, and cancel all reports for today. I will rest assured to accompany the imperial concubine to recuperate."
Eunuch Fu nodded and pointed at the painting on the rosewood table, saying with great trepidation, "Your Majesty, where is this painting kept?"
Xuan Ling glanced at the Jiuzhou Fengshui Map and said coldly, "This painting is unlucky. Burn it."
This painting made Sheng Xiyan suddenly faint, and he felt it was bad luck.
After one stick of incense, Hua Xia brought the medicine.
"Let me feed the concubine."
Hua Xia knelt down, holding the plate in both hands.
She secretly saw that the emperor's eyes were red, and she felt calmer because the emperor still cared about the empress.
The emperor was also seen administering medicine orally.
The ginseng juice for prenatal protection smudged on the corners of Sheng Xiyan's lips, and Xuan Ling murmured almost crazily:
"You promised to accompany me to see the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, and you said you would teach the children to identify various herbs... Yanyan, if I had known that pregnancy would be so uncomfortable, I should not have let you suffer..."
Xuan Ling gently wiped the medicine from the corner of her lips, "Yan Yan, there is nothing in this world that makes me more anxious than you."
Amid the sound of the night watchman's bell, the emperor finished reviewing thirty kilograms of memorials while holding the unconscious concubine.
At night, it is time to take another dose of pregnancy-maintaining medicine.
When Xuan Ling was feeding her with medicine, he tasted blood on the tip of his tongue. Sheng Xiyan actually bit his lip and cried in a daze, "Don't touch me... You smell like Ganan..."
The emperor was stunned for a moment, then tore off his twelve-chapter-patterned crown and robes, smiled softly, and kissed her forehead: "Come here! Fumigate all my clothes with the agarwood incense prepared by the imperial concubine for three days."
In Jingren Palace.
After Qingdai was beaten to death, Empress Duan promoted a new head maid and gave her the name Ruyi.
Ruyi helped Empress Duan onto the Fengluan mahogany bed.
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