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

After the meal, the rain that had stopped started again.

Xun Qiu stood by and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen said that if Your Majesty is not in a hurry to return to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, you can rest in the Fengyi Palace and let the women in the Ruiguan serve you."

Zhu Dingyuan took the handkerchief handed to him by Rui Xin and wiped his lips: "Yeah."

He stood up, his eyes nonchalant: "Go change what you're wearing, you look like a servant."

Rui Xin lowered her head: "Yes."

The eastern warm room of Fengyi Palace.

Zhu Dingyuan picked up the painting on the table. It was a famous artist’s painting of a beautiful woman waiting for her husband. The beautiful woman was leaning against the door, gently stroking her belly.

His eyes warmed up and his fingers gently stroked the painting.

It would be great if Yue'er was pregnant.

He would not let anyone hurt Yue'er. He wanted to give Yue'er the best treasure and the most romantic oath: "Huang Quan."

Huang Quan walked in from outside: "Your Majesty."

"Is there any news about the Dongzhu I asked you to look for?"

"Your Majesty, the Dongzhu has come into being. It is the light of the stars and it is rare to find one in a thousand years. It is the treasure of the Ebony Tribe. Lord Chao Yu, who went to look for it, has not sent any news yet."

"ASAP."

Zhu Dingyuan thought about Zhaoyue's birthday and the smile on his lips deepened.

Huang Quan replied: "The lady from the Ruiguan is here. I will leave first."

The door creaked shut.

The sound of rain outside was chaotic and misty. The sunlight was already dim, shining in obliquely through the window, bringing with it the dampness of the evening rain.

Zhu Dingyuan put down the painting and turned to face the trembling, petite woman at the door.

"come over."

Rui Xin changed into an indigo dress, but kept the hairpin on her head, and walked closer under his heavy gaze.

Zhu Dingyuan's eyes fell indifferently.

"The Queen asked you to grow flowers, so you should do your best."

"Your Majesty, I will do my best for the birthday banquet."

Zhu Dingyuan chuckled: "What flower, huh? Tell me about it."

He reached out his hand, lifted her chin, and gently stroked her delicate skin with his fingers.

Rui Xin looked at his warm face, her face gradually flushed: "Yes... there are Su Guan He, Tian Chun Lan Hua, Jin Sha Mei..."

Zhu Dingyuan's fingers fell on her neck, and the throbbing veins there rose and fell.

He tightened his fingers slightly.

Rui Xin frowned: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Zhu Dingyuan loosened his hand and slid down to her back: "Did you wipe off the ink from last time?"

He was so close that the smell of ambergris hit him.

Rui Xin's heartbeat slowed down, and before she could even react, her face turned pale at his words.

Last time.

Written on her back were the words "slut".

Her body trembled slightly.

Zhu Dingyuan put his arm around her waist, admiring her complexion changing from red to white, stroking it with his hands.

"Why don't you say anything? Don't you like my handwriting?"

He asked: "Besides ambergris, what else can I smell on my body?"

Rui Xin swallowed her saliva, saw the sachet he was wearing, and whispered, "Begonia fragrance."

"Hahaha." Zhu Dingyuan laughed happily: "I like flowers and I also like beauties."

Rui Xin looked up at him.

"I have rewarded Lingpin, Meng Da Ying, what do you want?"

His voice lowered, like a bewitchment, making Ruixin's eyes flicker.

She was filled with joy in her heart, and could not suppress it on her face, but she lowered her head and said: "I am just an official's daughter, born in a humble family, I will like whatever your majesty rewards me with."

"You are of humble origin." Zhu Dingyuan leaned close to her face and said, "As long as I like you, all that matters."

Rui Xin's heart was beating fast, her face flushed again, and she wanted to kiss the lips that were so close to her.

Zhu Dingyuan took a step back and curled his lips: "The Queen asked you to serve me, how come... you are so impatient before you even ask for the reward."

"Tell me what you want."

His eyebrows and eyes were as gentle and elegant as ink in the light.

Rui Xin knelt down and bit her lip: "This servant, this servant does not want to be an official's daughter, I want to be your Majesty's woman."

It is not like this: the slave is not a slave, and the master is not a master.

She wants to be a real mistress.

Zhu Dingyuan looked at her face, and the original innocence and cuteness had gradually begun to disappear.

He chuckled happily: "I will satisfy you."

"I'll make you a concubine, okay?"

Rui Xin raised her head, her round eyes showing joy all over her body: "Thank you, thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhu Dingyuan picked up the brush on the table.

"Now, how are you going to thank me?"

Her face blushed and she placed her hand on the jade belt around Zhu Dingyuan's waist.

Zhu Dingyuan pushed her hand away with his pen, and said with a smile: "Why are flowers always used to describe women?"

He held a brush with the finest goat hair and placed it on Ruixin's face, sliding all the way to her neck.

She moved and felt a little itchy, but she endured it.

"Take off."

Zhu Dingyuan's tone was cold.

Rui Xin moved her lips, took off her dress, and was about to kneel down again, but he stopped her: "Don't move."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

She felt extremely humiliated, clenched her hands and closed her eyes.

"Open it."

The brush was stained with ink, and the cold touch made her tremble uncontrollably. Zhu Dingyuan looked at the crooked branch and frowned, "I told you not to move."

"I am painting the most beautiful flower."

Rui Xin looked at his face, her expression serious and pious, as if what she was writing was really a painting.

She suppressed the sound that wanted to escape, and her eyes quickly became wet.

Zhu Dingyuan suddenly slapped her in the face, his eyebrows twitching: "I said, don't move!"

Her fair cheeks quickly turned red, and she bit the soft flesh of her lips and teeth: "Yes..."

But how could she not move? The soft pen and the cold ink made her afraid and tremble.

Zhu Dingyuan looked at the red cheeks he had hit, his eyes showing excitement: "What a beautiful color, what a beautiful color, use it to color the petals!"

Screams, louder and louder than the last, came from the hall.

Even the small building not far away could hear it.

Huang Quan waved his hand and they retreated further. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and almost dropped it on the ground.

He finally managed to hold it steady, trembling as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Rui Xin fell to the ground with empty eyes. This time, there was no ink on her body.

The red palm marks became the color of the petals.

Her body became a canvas.

And her last bit of dignity was gone when Zhu Dingyuan threw the pen to the ground and sneered at her.

"I am tired, I want to see... what kind of scene is it when the dewdrops wet the flowers and the flowers blush?"

The moment she gripped the pen handle.

All gone in smoke.

……

Zhu Dingyuan pushed open the door, looking calm, and wiped the ink off his hands.

Huang Quan: "Your Majesty."

He saw the man's red and swollen palms and said, "What's going on? I'll go get the imperial physician."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhu Dingyuan threw the handkerchief into his arms and said, "Go back to the Yangxin Palace."

-

Xun Qiu came in from outside: "Your Majesty, His Majesty has left."

"Leaving?" The Queen was a little surprised: "Didn't you ask Rui Xin to serve you?"

"Your Majesty only stayed for an hour."

She rubbed her brows and said, "There's no need for her to take the pregnancy-maintaining medicine. Let her go back to her room and rest."

Xun Qiu: "But His Majesty gave her the title of Changzai."

"Changzai?" The Queen's eyes moved: "That means His Majesty still likes her."

"I suppose so."

Her smile deepened. What Concubine Zhao, what Concubine Ning, look, His Majesty just gets tired of the old and loves the new, what do you mean by favor, what do you mean by loving only one person.

Totally impossible!