Xuan Ling felt chest tightness and stood up, wanting to leave here. He didn't want to hear her calling another man's name again.
After taking two steps, I heard the woman behind me crying and screaming heartbreakingly.
"Ayan, run..."
Xuan Ling stopped and looked back at the woman on the couch. She was stretching out her two slender hands and grabbing at the air.
It was as if she was trapped in a dark and terrifying place and urgently needed someone to lead her out.
Hua Xia was so anxious that she didn't dare to say a word. She picked up the wet handkerchief that had fallen and applied it to Sheng Xiyan's forehead.
I silently said to myself: My lady, please stop shouting, or the sky will fall.
Xuan Ling walked back and sat down, holding the two little hands that were hotter than pebbles in the sun.
"Send someone to get some ice."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Hua Xia quickly ran out and told Eunuch Fu who was at the door.
It is only early summer now, and the temperature is not yet high enough to use ice.
Eunuch Fu said, "Okay, I'll send someone to the ice cellar to get some ice right away."
The eight imperial guards in the courtyard were responsible for protecting the emperor and could not move at any time. He hurried outside the palace gate to find the guards and palace maids to go to the ice storage.
Inside the hall, Sheng Xiyan was delirious due to the fever, and was already experiencing hallucinations and talking nonsense.
"Ayan, why are you covered in blood? Don't die... Wuuuuuuuuu..."
She cried and made a fuss, like a white swan out of control with its feathers flying everywhere. The tears seemed to have opened the floodgates of a river, pouring out, stream after stream, and her entire face was like a reflective mirror.
Xuan Ling sighed and simply picked her up so that she could have a safe body to lean on.
Sheng Xiyan hugged him tightly and said sadly: "Ayan, please don't leave. What will happen to me and my son? Wuwuwu..."
Xuan Ling stroked her back and coaxed her, "Isn't there someone protecting you and Jiang Jiang?"
The delicate body in his arms was burning hot and twitching. Xuan Ling reached out and took the glass teapot on the table.
He propped her chin open and gave her a few sips of water.
While he was putting down the teapot, Sheng Xiyan hugged his neck, probably having a new hallucination, and kept muttering:
"Ayan, you promised that after returning to the capital, you would ask the Emperor for permission to take a six-month leave and take me and my son on a trip..."
Xuan Ling replied, "I won't approve of this. Forget it. I'm so busy with my affairs, how can I let you go and do what you want?"
Sheng Xiyan's mood was much calmer now, and her tone became more delicate.
"The Emperor will agree... Didn't you say he's very open-minded? If half a year isn't enough, then five months will do. Ah Yan, try your best, okay..."
Xuan Ling lowered his head and said to her, "Even if it's five months, I won't agree. Do you know what it means to eat the emperor's salary and share his worries? I finally understand where Qi Yan got his shamelessness after the marriage. You were the one who whispered in his ear, weren't you?"
Sheng Xiyan's small hand slipped into his robe with a cross collar, and a hot stone appeared on his chest, caressing him.
The little head was still rubbing against his chest. The confused illusion at this moment was probably a beautiful dream about her and Qi Yan.
Xuan Ling's blood boiled a little, and he pinched her slender waist, "Sheng Xiyan, be honest, I am a normal man with full blood."
Glancing at the glass pot beside him, he felt a little thirsty.
I took it and gulped down a few mouthfuls to suppress the heat in my body.
The palace door opened, and Hua Xia was holding a golden plate with steaming ice cubes on it.
He lowered his head and walked to the bedside, "Your Majesty, the ice is here."
She wrapped some ice cubes in a handkerchief and presented it respectfully.
Xuan Ling took the ice and said sternly, "Guard outside."
"yes."
Hua Xia didn't dare to look any further. She only saw the emperor holding the young lady, and she kept talking nonsense.
Xuan Ling laid Sheng Xiyan flat on the couch and placed a cold handkerchief on her forehead.
Thinking that her fever would subside, he pulled the quilt over her waist.
Should I go back to the Yangxin Palace now, or stay here and leave early tomorrow morning?
While hesitating, Sheng Xiyan turned over, stretched out her hand and babbled, "Ayan, did you miss me?"
You, you woman, he has been gone for almost two years, are you still dreaming of having sex with him?
Xuan Ling angrily pulled out the jade belt and threw it aside, then took off his outer robe and got on the bed.
He pinched her restless, delicate little hand and said through gritted teeth, "I want to see what kind of excessive and dirty things you are thinking about."
He lay down next to her, letting her move into his arms, as if he were hugging a hot stove.
Her slender jade fingers wandered over his body, she pulled his collar, and kissed his Adam's apple with her already burning red lips.
Okay, okay, okay, you and Qi Yan are inseparable, like honey and oil.
How long have you been in the palace? Have you ever treated me like this?
Xuan Ling wanted to slap her in the face with the purple gold inkstone from the Yangxin Palace. "Why can't you bear to touch her? You're just a fool. Do you think she can understand your sincerity if you don't touch her?"
This woman cannot understand and can only secretly fantasize about her lovey-dovey life with her ex-husband.
"Ayan...I miss you so much..."
She climbed up his neck, her intention was obvious. Xuan Ling lowered his head and bit her burning lower lip, then bit it hard a few times in revenge.
Those little hands were never quiet, scratching and touching everywhere.
Suddenly, Xuan Ling's head buzzed and the sigh was drowned in his throat.
She had a fever, her body was burning, and her alluring body fragrance became even more fragrant and mellow. Xuan Ling felt like he was drunk.
"Yanyan, do you know how much pain I endured?"
. . . . . .
Sheng Xiyan held the golden crown and black hair in her arms, moaning softly: "A Yan..."
Xuan Ling heard it clearly and woke up from his daze. He raised his head and pulled her away. The loose collar revealed a few bright red spots on the snow-white grooves.
His eyes flushed red as he grabbed some of the melted ice cubes from the plate and stuffed them into his mouth to chew.
After a long time, the coldness in the mouth calmed down the restless heart.
Perhaps it was the effect of the fever-reducing medicine, or perhaps it was because Sheng Xiyan was sweating from the previous ordeal. Her body temperature had dropped a lot and was no longer so hot, so she fell asleep soundly.
Xuan Ling stood up and stood at the window, his eyes distant. Perhaps he shouldn't have forced it.
What's the point of forced false feelings?
Sheng Xiyan didn't wake up until noon the next day.
"My Lord, how do you feel?"
Sheng Xiyan stroked her head and said, "I feel dizzy. What time is it now?"
Hua Xia said, "It's almost sunset now, my lady, please drink some nectar to moisten your skin."
Sheng Xiyan was very thirsty, so she held the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hua Xia, when did the emperor leave yesterday?"
Hua Xia said timidly, "My lady, you must be mentally prepared."
"What's wrong?"
"You, you had a fever yesterday and were confused. You said a lot of disrespectful things."
Sheng Xiyan disagreed, "What did I say?"
"You kept repeating the Second Master's name in front of the Emperor."
Sheng Xiyan suddenly felt dizzy and lay down without saying a word.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com