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

Taoxi closed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly.

The man sitting in the chair stood up.

She felt a shadow looming over her and debated whether or not to open her eyes.

The door was pushed open and Yu Yuan came in. He found that his master made a "hush" gesture at him, so he quickly retreated.

No, she couldn't pretend anymore!

Taoxi opened her eyes, rubbed her head and sat up from the bed, looking confused: "What's wrong with me?"

She pretended to look up, looked into the man's eyes that seemed to be smiling, and knelt down with a plop: "My lord, I actually fainted. I am so sorry for disturbing you. I will leave now, right away."

She stood up and rushed out without thinking twice, fearing that she would be caught.

Zhu Jing walked leisurely to the table and sat down, as if he saw nothing.

She held the teacup with her thin and slender fingers and took a sip: "Not bad."

Yu Yuan came in and hesitated: "My Lord, do you want to bring her back?"

Zhu Jing raised his eyebrows, looked at the flower basket on the ground, and tapped the table with his fingertips: "Half an incense stick."

Taoxi walked around the lakeside residence for a while, looked at the water in the sky, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. What the hell is this place!

Her figure appeared in front of the door.

The man inside looked at her, his lips curled up into a smile: "Ah... one stick of incense."

Good physical strength.

Tao Xi looked at his leisurely appearance and almost lost her breath: "You, why did you bring me here!"

She thought that the man took her to the Imperial Hospital out of pity for her, but she didn't expect that when she opened her eyes, she would be brought to such a terrible place.

Is he a water ghost? He lives in a place surrounded by water!

Tao Xi suddenly had an idea. She looked at the man who had been smiling at her, swallowed her saliva, and pinched her clothes tightly: "You, you don't mean to... Let me tell you, although I am a palace maid, I am also recorded in the book. You can't, you can't treat me casually!"

"..." Zhu Jing pursed his lips.

He poured her a cup of tea: "Are you thirsty?"

Tao Xi looked at him suspiciously: "Is the water poisonous?"

"..." Zhu Jing looked at her, drank the water in one gulp, poured another glass, and raised his eyebrows.

Taoxi walked closer, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the kettle: "I know, this kettle has a mechanism. If you press a certain part, it will turn into poisonous water, otherwise it won't."

She had read them all in the young master's storybook.

Zhu Jing sighed: "If I wanted to harm you, there would be no need to go through so much trouble."

Taoxi coughed and looked at the sky: "What on earth are you going to do? I have to go back immediately. If the master is really angry, you can punish me as you like, as long as you keep my life."

She felt a little aggrieved. My lady, I'm afraid I'll have to die here today.

Seeing her fearless expression, Zhu Jing coughed and held back his laughter: "I brought you here just to explain that my vomiting blood has nothing to do with you. I was weak since childhood, but I scared you a lot. I'm sorry."

Taoxi was a little surprised, looking at the man who exuded the words "I am noble" all over his body: "You...you apologize to me, a slave?"

"Thinking back to the two times I saw you, it seemed like you got hurt each time. The last time you fell into the water... you must have been sick. Today you fell to the ground, your butt... your buttocks should..."

Taoxi was afraid that he would dirty his mouth when he said the word "butt". Seeing that his pale face seemed to turn red, she quickly shook her head.

"I'm thick-skinned and tough. I'm fine. I'm really fine."

"Anyway, your fainting has something to do with me, and I wasted your time. Do you want any compensation?" Zhu Jing was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so he added, "Although I am dressed plainly, I am still very rich."

What do you mean by plain? She could tell at a glance that the material of his clothes was of the best quality.

Taoxi bit her lip and asked, "You..." She knelt down and said, "I don't know who you are, sir, but I did offend you and broke the rules. I don't want anything, I just hope you can send me back."

"You... don't want anything?" Zhu Jing looked at her little face, which was full of energy, a little childish, but also stubborn.

"If you want, I can even make you no longer an obscure palace maid. If you want to serve His Majesty, I can do that too."

Taoxi's heart sank, and the good impression she had for him instantly vanished. What about serving His Majesty? How should she serve? Does it mean that every maid who is slightly pretty has to become His Majesty's woman?

She suddenly stood up, her face cold, "I am a humble servant, I am afraid I don't have this blessing, please send me out, sir, otherwise I will have to swim back."

"..." Zhu Jing didn't know why she suddenly looked cold, and touched his nose: "I see you are holding a flower basket, but you need to pick flowers. The flowers in Huxinju have species that are not available in the Imperial Garden. If you like, you can pick some."

He looked at Taoxi's face and said, "If you don't want it, leave immediately. I won't stop you. Yuyuan, take her to pick flowers."

Taoxi calmed down a little, picked up the flower basket, looked at him without looking at him, and bowed: "Thank you very much, sir."

Once again, he left cleanly and decisively.

Yu Yuan: "Are you really going? The flowers in Huxinju were planted by the prince himself."

"Go ahead, my king...I'll ask her to serve His Majesty and be the most respectable maidservant by His Majesty's side. Does this sound so unattractive?"

It was the same last time, I felt that he couldn’t even afford a piece of clothing?

"My king, my king looks so bad?"

Yu Yuan was silent for a while: "Then I'll take her there."

Zhu Jing took a few more sips of tea, feeling irritated, and stood up to get the fermented rice wine from the cabinet.

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Ningzhu Pavilion.

After dinner, Zhaoyue looked at Qiuju and asked, "Why hasn't Taoxi come back yet?"

"It should be soon, my dear. It's almost dark."

Qiuju cleaned up the dishes and walked out.

He Quan brought the warm flower tea to her lips: "Taoxi knows that the young lady likes to drink honey tea, so she wants to pick more petals. Don't worry."

"How can I not worry? I don't know how she suddenly caught a cold last time. She must be hiding something from me." Zhao Yue turned her head away, not wanting to drink.

"If she doesn't come back, go find her."

He Quan looked at her lovingly, with tenderness in his eyes: "Okay, I'll go find her later."

He offered the tea again, blew on it, and got very close to Zhaoyue. He coaxed her in a hoarse voice, "Take a sip, please."

Being stared at by his amber eyes, Zhao Yue curled her lips and smiled, lifted his chin with her white and tender fingers, and teased him: "What if I don't drink, what can you do?"

He Quan looked at her charming face, his eyes showing cunning, and he frowned in pretending to be distressed: "Then... then you have to sleep alone tonight."

OK, you actually said that.

Zhao Yue curled her lips, drank the tea, and said softly: "I'm just feeling fresh. After a while, if you beg me to sleep with you, I won't be willing to do that."

"Really? Is it impossible for me to ask you for help?" He Quan put down the tea and glanced at her tender earlobe.

"Is it not possible even if I take off my shirt and beg?"