The crabapple tree is fragrant in the tent, and the bright moon is in my arms

The sky suddenly darkened with a slight breeze, and a drizzle began to fall on the gravel road leading to the palace.

Zhu Dingyuan came out of the Pixiang Hall with a relaxed look on his face. Huang Quan followed him and heard him say indifferently, "Choose some good things from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and send them to the Pixiang Hall. By the way, how is the renovation of Chuntang Palace going?"

"Soon, Your Majesty. It will take about a month."

"Yes, everything was renovated according to Lady Zhao's preferences. She was allowed to choose the porcelain and cups herself."

Huang Quan lowered his head: "Yes."

Fuling watched him get on the imperial carriage, and hurried to the room. Seeing her master's appearance, her heart tightened: "My young master, my young master, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Da Ying's hair was spread out behind her, a mess. Her lips, which were originally painted with light lip balm, were smudged into a mess. Her eyes were red and tears were flowing.

She started coughing violently, drank a few sips of the water brought by Fuling, and spit it all out on the ground. She sobbed and couldn't utter a word.

With a loud bang, the rain became heavier.

Fengyi Palace.

"Your Majesty, have you gone to the Hall of Incense?"

"Yes, my lady, but she has already left. Did you also ask how the renovation of Chuntang Palace is going?"

The queen took a sip of Guanyin tea and said, "Xunqiu, in your opinion, who was this Chuntang Palace built for?"

Xun Qiu sighed, "I'm afraid it's Concubine Zhao. His Majesty asked the Creation Department to personally monitor it. The decorations sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs are all luxurious and dazzling."

"This is such an incredible honor. Given time, I'm afraid Your Majesty will be willing to give the Phoenix Seal to her."

"It's not that serious, madam. In my opinion, although your majesty likes Concubine Zhao, he often favors others. I'm afraid it's just a whim."

"Really?" The queen put down her tea and said, "Send the pregnancy-maintaining medicine to the Pixiang Palace."

"Yes." Xun Qiu asked: "What about Rui Xin..."

"Let the imperial physician treat it. Don't leave any scars. Keep it in the palace first. It will be useful eventually." The queen closed her eyes and rubbed her brows.

"Yes."

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He Quan returned to Ningzhu Pavilion with rain falling on his shoulders.

When Qiu Ju saw him, she immediately showed a thankful expression: "Manager Quan, you finally showed up, go see the young lady!"

His eyes fixed, and his pupils quickly cooled. He almost flashed to the door of the bedroom. Tao Xi stood outside the door with a tray: "My lady, you haven't eaten for a day. This is the cake developed by Qin Yixin. You can have some."

When she saw He Quan, she quickly wiped away her tears: "Little Quan! The young lady..."

Before he could finish his words, He Quan had already walked in and the door slammed shut, almost hitting Tao Xi's nose.

“She wouldn’t let us in…”

There was no light in the room, the charcoal basin was bare, the window was not closed, it was raining, and a cool breeze came in little by little. It was extremely cold.

He Quan frowned and took off his cloak. His eunuch uniform was still a little wet. He didn't care about all that at the moment. He closed the window and quickly went to the bed.

Zhaoyue wrapped herself in a quilt, curled up tightly inside, like a big silkworm.

"My lady?" He Quan called out, half kneeling at the head of her bed: "What happened, my lady?"

Zhao Yue remained motionless.

He pursed his lips and reached his hand into the quilt somewhat forcefully, but she pushed it out forcefully, and then she rolled from the middle of the bed to the corner.

He Quan glanced outside the door and said, "Taoxi, no one is allowed to come in."

He climbed onto Zhaoyue's bed and pulled her quilt away. Zhaoyue resisted him and finally said in a muffled voice: "Don't bother me, get out!"

He Quan really didn't know where she got so much strength from. She rolled herself into a ball. He had no place to put his strength and was afraid of hurting her.

"Did Zhu Dingyuan bully you?" His eyes were full of understanding, and his arms seemed to be around her waist, trying to pull her out.

As a result, she felt pain in her arm and she bit him hard with her small teeth, trying to make him give up.

He Quan groaned and let her bite him, refusing to let go of his arm no matter what.

Zhao Yue bit for a while, and gradually her strength weakened. He Quan suddenly lifted the quilt and hugged her tightly. The two rolled together, and the quilt fell and covered them both.

He Quan looked at Zhao Yue lying on him, with a smile on his face: "I caught you."

Zhao Yue lay on his chest, staring at him blankly, her fox eyes now as red as walnuts, as if she had been crying for a long time, even the tip of her nose was red, which made He Quan's brows furrow even more.

Afraid that she would struggle, his arms firmly held her waist.

His hoarse voice was extremely gentle: "What happened, huh? Did Zhu Dingyuan bully you?"

He should have stepped on his hand and broken it yesterday. There was a flash of cruelty in his eyes.

Zhao Yue really struggled, but he held her too tightly, so she had to hide her head in his arms, feeling the warmth of his palm caressing her head. After a long time, she whispered, "He Quan."

"I'm here." He paused, then said, "I'm here."

Her soft voice fell on He Quan's heart like a feather: "You, will you hate me very much..."

He Quan paused to soothe her hand and said, "Look at me, Zhao Zhao."

Zhao Yue didn't move. He lifted her little head with one hand and forced her to look at him. His light amber pupils were full of heartache.

Zhao Yue's eyes flashed: "You, what did you call me?"

"Your brother said that Zhao Zhao is your nickname." He Quan still stared at her closely, as if he wanted to embed her in his eyes: "No one will hate you, and neither will I, never."

Zhao Yue moved her lips and lowered her eyes: "But I, I'm so dirty."

"Dirty?" He Quan moved closer to her, and his breath mingled with hers.

"Zhao Zhao is the bright moon in the sky, the treasure in my heart, how could it be dirty?"

Zhaoyue's eyes turned red and she wanted to cry again. She thought that He Quan was a eunuch and could not be humane. He had to watch his beloved sleep with someone he hated. Tears fell down her eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying all the time, Zhao Zhao?" He Quan hurriedly wiped her tears, his tone becoming softer and softer, even pleading: "Please don't cry, please. My heart is broken."

Zhao Yue grabbed his wrist: "I, you, you like me so much, you treat me so well, I like you too, but for the sake of the queen position, to take revenge on the minister, I acted with... with Zhu Dingyuan, and slept with him. I am so dirty... I don't deserve your love at all..."

It turned out to be because of this.

He Quan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he kissed away the tears on her cheeks. He held her tearful face and said, "Zhao Zhao, I am the one who is dirty, not you."

"You, you are so white, how could you be dirty?" Zhaoyue cried out of breath.

He Quan laughed a little and coaxed her with pity: "What is a eunuch? A eunuch is a dirty slave, not a woman, nor a man, neither a human nor a ghost. Even so, Zhao Zhao can like me."

"I know Zhao Zhao has his own things to do and people to protect. I will always be with you, follow you, and watch you take that position."

His hoarse voice fell into Zhaoyue's ears: "Okay."

Zhao Yue's tears were kissed away and wiped away by him, but they still kept flowing. She bit her lip and said, "Eunuchs are also human beings. You are not dirty at all."