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

Zhaoyue looked at the man with his head down, lifted the quilt, and a small, overly white foot stepped on his leg.

Her eyes were always on Su Ziyun, thinking that such a master would definitely be a good card if she could use him in the harem.

But Su Ziyun didn't know what she was thinking, he just felt that the gaze above his head was a little burning.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable and he straightened his back slightly.

He was not allowed to touch the concubine's skin, so he only observed for a few breaths, then gently touched her with a thin handkerchief. When he spoke, his voice was no longer as clear as before: "My lady, does it hurt here?"

Zhao Yue hissed, "A little bit."

He moved his fingertips to the side again: "Here."

"It doesn't hurt."

But it happened in a moment. Su Ziyun looked at the jade feet covered by gauze. The green gauze made the skin look even whiter, just like a touch of red plum.

It was also the first time for him to see a woman's feet, and his cheeks inadvertently turned slightly red.

For some reason, his fingertips, which were originally warm, began to feel hot. His heart skipped a beat and he immediately lowered his eyes: "Alright."

Zhao Yue retracted her foot and saw him opening the medicine box with an overly serious expression. She asked worriedly, "Is it serious?"

Su Ziyun took out the ointment and didn't look at her: "My lady, it's just a slight sprain, no bone damage. Apply this ointment once a day before going to bed, and you will be healed in a week."

Taoxi took the medicine and said, "Thank you, Doctor Su. Should I also pay attention to my diet? Can I make some bone soup for you?"

Su Ziyun nodded and closed the medicine box: "I will take my leave."

Zhaoyue quickly signaled Taoxi to deliver it and grabbed a handful of gold leaves.

Taoxi sent him out, and looking at Su Ziyun's bright and clear eyes, she said shyly: "Thank you, Doctor Su, for being willing to treat our young master. You can take this."

Su Ziyun looked at the golden leaf she handed over and bowed slightly: "This is my duty. Please keep quiet for the next few days, and you will get better faster."

What's more, we should be loyal to the people who trust us.

After he said that, he left decisively, his figure as solid as a pine or cypress.

Taoxi came back with her face still red. "My lady, he didn't want it. This is the first time I've seen someone who doesn't want a reward."

Zhaoyue was also a little surprised. She glanced at Taoxi and saw that she was still grinning. "Why is your face so red?"

"I, it's probably too hot here, young lady. Ahem." Taoxi put the golden leaves away and said, "Young lady, I'll go get you some water to wash."

Zhaoyue watched her rush out in a panic and took a sip of tea in confusion.

It was already late at night, the window was not closed, and a gust of wind blew in occasionally, making her feel a little cold.

After looking at her feet, Zhaoyue got up from the couch. Her left foot was injured, so she held on to the pillar and jumped towards the window step by step.

Finally she touched the window sill and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all your fault, damn eunuch, you always argue with me."

After closing the window, Zhao Yue muttered viciously and shook his fist at the air. A familiar voice came from behind him, dumbly but with an inexplicable smile: "Who are you talking about, young master?"

Zhaoyue was startled and quickly held onto the table. She turned around and saw a man in eunuch's palace clothes standing in front of her. She was speechless for a moment.

He Quan just stood there, making the elegant Ningzhu Pavilion look dull. His relatively light eyes were like glass beads, and when they fell on Zhao Yue, there was an indescribable coldness in them.

She couldn't help but tremble slightly: "You, how did you get in?"

Realizing that my question was stupid, I swallowed and said, "What do you want to do?"

He Quan looked at her. She was about to go to bed and was not wearing any delicate clothes. She was only wearing a light-colored long skirt, which showed off her exquisite body.

Her jet-black hair was now untied, scattered behind her back and hanging on her shoulders, tied into a small bun with a red jade flower hairpin, looking lively and lovely.

It's a pity that she is more suitable for enchanting pearls and jade.

Feeling his gaze, Zhaoyue was a little scared. She was not wearing shoes and was now standing there barefoot. She was afraid of being seen by him, so she hurriedly tugged at the hem of her skirt.

But this skirt is not long enough.

He Quan suddenly stepped forward and picked her up.

"You...what are you doing!" Zhao Yue was panicked and said angrily in a low voice.

The cold fragrance of the man quickly came over her, and before she could struggle desperately, she had already fallen on the soft couch.

He Quan took a few steps back, his eyes fell on her feet, then moved away: "The imperial physician also saw it just now, why is the young lady not panicking?"

Zhao Yue quickly pulled the quilt over him: "That's the imperial physician, how can he be the same as you? You are a eunuch!"

He Quan raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Oh? What's the difference between being a eunuch?"

Why does this sound so strange?

Or is it just so weird coming from his mouth?

Zhao Yue's eyes stopped at his lower abdomen for some reason, her cheeks flushed like a rosy cloud, and she coughed lightly and said, "No, nothing!"

No, how did he know that the imperial physician had been here?

Zhao Yue's face darkened: "Have you been here all this time?"

"Just arrived."

He Quan looked at the ointment on the table.

"That imperial physician... was he invited by you?" Zhao Yue suddenly realized how Tao Xi could possibly invite someone from the Su family.

Su Ziyun was an expert in medicine. No matter how kind he was, he would never run around late at night for someone he didn't even know and hadn't slept with yet.

"The young lady is really smart." He Quan stood in front of the basin and washed his hands carefully with an indifferent expression.

Seeing him pick up the handkerchief to wipe it, Zhao Yue lowered her voice. After all, she had to take the money. "Why did you come to me? If you want me to repay you, I only have these gold leaves. If you like them, take them all."

She said with some distress: "Or wait until I sleep with you, and then I will give you a reward. You can have whatever you want then."

He Quan wiped his hands, picked up the medicine, and walked closer to her. Seeing her loving expression, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Really anything will do?"

Zhaoyue recalled the things that Zhu Dingyuan had rewarded her with in her previous life, and hummed softly.

It looks like an eggplant hit by frost.

With a smile in his eyes, He Quan lifted the quilt and held Zhaoyue's slender ankle with one hand.

"You, what are you doing?" Zhao Yue was startled again.

"My lady, why are you always so panicked?" He Quan put her feet on his legs, opened the lid of the ointment, and tilted his head to look at her.

Those eyes were too cold, without any warmth in them. It was him who burned himself to death in the previous life.

The man saw Zhao Yue's expression and said, "You... are afraid of me."

Her heart was beating fast. Zhao Yue clenched her fingertips under her sleeves and pinched herself hard. She suppressed her emotions and smiled at him: "You are the servant and I am the master. What am I afraid of?"

Unfortunately, her smile was so forced. He Quan retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, took out the white ointment, and slowly applied it on her red and swollen ankle.

This time his voice was softer: "It was I who caused the young lady to sprain her ankle. I am only apologizing."