Chapter 236 Don’t Humiliate Yourself



"Your Majesty, it's you, my concubine."

Xuan Ling let go of his hand, snorted coldly, and lay down on the long table with his back half bent.

Queen Duan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Softly persuade,

"Your Majesty, Sheng doesn't know how to cherish the grace of Your Majesty, so let her be. Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, don't be entangled by love affairs."

Xuan Ling sneered, bent one of his long legs, and gulped down a few big gulps of liquor.

"Your Majesty, I entered the palace at the age of fifteen and have been with Your Majesty for seven years.

I am the one who loves you the most and understands you the best. I can only blame myself for being stupid and not letting Your Majesty feel the warmth of a woman. I will change in the future."

Queen Duan reached out and gently placed her hand on Xuan Ling's shoulder and stroked it.

"Your Majesty wants love, and I will remain faithful to you until death."

Xuan Ling pulled away her rebellious hand and said ruthlessly:

"I don't need love."

Seeing the emperor's slightly red face showing annoyance, Empress Duan quickly knelt beside him and said aggrievedly:

"I have spoken out of turn. Your Majesty is the highest authority in the world. No one in the world can talk about love with you."

The implication is that Sheng Xiyan is not worthy either.

"Queen, please step down."

Empress Duan did not give up, she knelt two steps forward and grabbed Xuan Ling's arm.

"Your Majesty, I am your wife. If you feel bad, I feel worse than you.

Tonight is the fifteenth night, and I want to be with Your Majesty, even if it's just to quietly accompany you. Please don't drive me away."

"Noisy!"

Xuan Ling shook off his arms and jumped off the long table.

Throw the empty wine jug to the ground, making a sound like jade breaking.

Empress Duan cried bitterly and asked, "Why is the Emperor so cruel to me?"

Xuan Ling stopped and said indifferently:

"Empress, I am the Emperor and I am inherently ruthless. Do not humiliate yourself and leave immediately."

"Your Majesty...I have been your wife for seven years...I beg Your Majesty to love me..."

The woman behind him was crying, and Xuan Ling quickly walked out of the back hall.

He took the wine jug from the cabinet in the front hall and ran out before Eunuch Fu could say anything. He saw the emperor soaring onto the glazed roof.

The one hundred sword-wielding guards surrounding the Hall of Mental Cultivation formed a team and stood in a neat formation under the roof, facing the emperor to protect him.

There were no less than a hundred secret guards hiding on both sides of the roof, blending into the darkness.

Xuan Ling stared at the full moon in the vast night sky with empty eyes.

It is the sorrow of losing wife and children.

How does it feel that Sheng Xiyan escaped from me?

How much do you hate me that you would rather go to the temple than leave?

Jiang Jiang, do you miss your father?

Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry?

Xuan Ling wiped the wine from the corner of his lips.

Snap! Snap!

Throw away the empty white jade wine jugs.

You are a heartless and cruel woman!

I will never care about you again!

Eunuch Fu looked up and said, "Your Majesty, drinking is harmful to your health. Please drink less."

Emperor Xuanwu has always been very self-controlled and rarely drinks. The last time he got drunk was ten years ago.

He was fourteen years old on the night of his biological mother, the Empress Dowager’s funeral.

Half an hour later, Xuan Ling was drowsy, with his hands facing the moon, tears welling up in his eyes, his cheeks flushed, and he murmured tenderly.

"Yanyan, don't go..."

Passed drunk on the roof.

"Oh my, the emperor has fallen asleep. Bring him a long down blanket quickly! Don't let him catch a cold!"

Tiewa and several guards followed the palace maids and ran to get the brocade quilt.

For fear of waking up the emperor, they carefully flew onto the roof and covered him with a bright yellow quilt.

Late at night, two carriages were galloping.

Unexpectedly, the car in front broke down on the way.

Qi Yan, dressed in a servant's uniform and in disguise, got off the carriage at the back, followed by two female guards.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"The wheel is stuck in a pothole!"

In the car, Sheng's mother, Ruan Niang and Sheng Xitang looked around anxiously.

"Let's go down and push together!"

Several people worked together to push the wheel out, but it was stuck too deep and difficult to get out.

A flatbed truck was speeding by.

"Hero, stop!"

Qi Yan asked two men dressed as farmers to come down and help, and together they pushed the carriage out.

"Thank you, please accept this money!"

"No need! Let's get going!"

The two fellow villagers jumped onto the cart and left.

"Hurry, sit tight, let's go to Hanyu Temple quickly."

Mother Sheng said, "My left eyelid twitched when I woke up this morning. It turns out something happened to Xiyan."

Sheng Xitang was holding a basket of steamed buns and yawning.

Hanyu Temple, in the tile courtyard.

Meixiang, Aunt Zhang, and the wet nurse were sleeping on the mat on the ground.

Hua Xia checked the door and slept inside next to the Chow Chows so that if anyone came, she would be the first to know.

By the window, on a narrow earthen kang, Sheng Xiyan hugged Jiang Jiang, and both of their stomachs rumbled repeatedly.

Jiang Jiang licked his lips and muttered, "Father, I want to eat roasted venison...Father..."

Sheng Xiyan felt someone touching her head in a daze.

The man was tall, wearing a dragon robe, and surrounded by a yellow halo.

His big hands stroked her hair gently, his eyes gentle.

Like a towering Buddha.

A line of hot tears flowed down Sheng Xiyan's eyes and nose, and she struggled to say:

"Don't touch me. I don't need you to ferry me over anymore."

Xuan Ling smiled faintly and did not refute. He stared at her quietly and gently stroked her temples.

Sheng Xiyan suddenly opened her eyes and saw darkness, then she realized she was dreaming.

She hugged Jiang Jiang tightly, bit her lips and sobbed softly.

Sheng Xiyan,

You have to be a mature person.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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