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

Taoxi brought over the delicious hot honey tea and handed it to Hequan when she saw him: "The yard behind Chuntang Palace is big. I'll go do something else. Feed this to the young lady."

He Quan held the tea, hummed, and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes.

Entering the hall, Zhao Yue, who was lying on the couch, was fiddling with the peacock feather in the white porcelain vase out of boredom. Occasionally, he would take out the coral branch that served as a foil and then put it back.

He Quan coughed lightly, with a smile in his eyes, and sat next to her: "What's wrong, young lady? Are you bored?"

"Try to get sick. You can't go anywhere. There are still waves of slaves outside, and each of them has ulterior motives."

Zhao Yue pulled out the peacock feather in frustration, and used it like a small fan to hit He Quan's legs hard several times.

"My lady, are you trying to imitate His Majesty?" He Quan fed her a sip of tea. "We have checked everything out. Most of them are the Queen's people. Unfortunately, she was in a hurry and could only persuade some low-ranking servants. None of them could get close to my lady."

Zhao Yue played with the peacock feather: "I don't have such a perverted hobby as Zhu Dingyuan."

Seeing that she didn't want to drink anymore, He Quan put down the tea and shamelessly stuck to her: "My little master, yes, I will also...definitely cooperate."

There was a gleam of light in his eyes.

"I forgot that you're also a little pervert."

Zhao Yue chuckled, "I'm not happy that he let go of Concubine Gao's punishment so easily, so I won't see him. Let Xiao Xiazi wait until... the sun sets and the moon rises."

Zhao Yue tapped He Quan's chest and said, "The Hall of Supreme Harmony is so busy, it makes him feel anxious and worried. He should reflect on himself."

He Quan grabbed her hand and said, "My lady, you are hanging on to another man like this. Sigh... I am really heartbroken."

"Really? Let me touch it." Zhaoyue pretended to pull open his collar.

He Quan had no choice but to beg for mercy and relayed what Xiao Xiazi said to her.

Zhao Yue was stunned, and her slightly raised fox pupils almost turned into round eyes: "Xiao Xiazi, is he your man?"

He Quan raised an eyebrow.

"General Manager Quan is so powerful that he can hide any movement in the six palaces from you. The Hall of Supreme Harmony is also your minions."

"Minions?"

He Quan found the word funny and stroked her hair with his fingers: "The one who manages these minions is the young master's servant."

"uh-huh."

Zhao Yue leaned against him: "The Queen wants to control Ning Ruxin. She really knows how to pick someone who is going crazy. Now that Lingpin and Ruichang have turned off their fire, the drama will depend on Ning Ruxin and Hua Ni."

She reached out her hand and stroked He Quan's Adam's apple: "Tell me... which of the two of them pleases His Majesty more."

"Yes, my lord."

"Me?" Zhao Yue's eyes were cunning and pitiful. "I'm sick, and the Queen is still eyeing me covetously. People outside say that I'm a demon concubine, so naturally I don't dare to fight for it."

She is charming and acts pitiful like a fairy. Even though we know she is acting, we still can't help but feel sorry for her and are willing to believe her.

He Quan's Adam's apple moved, and she teased him and said, "The young lady placed a bet on Hua Da Ying, so I naturally chose Hua Da Ying to win."

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

Zhao Yue took back her hand: "Zhao Chun, the title of concubine is just the title of concubine..."

"Pick a few of the Queen's men and bring them in later."

Zhao Yue's eyes lit up: "Little Quanzi, we really have a tacit understanding."

"The Queen gave the young lady a gift at her birthday banquet, so naturally the young lady has to give it back."

He Quan pushed her long hair back and said, "The peacock feather symbolizes nobility and prominence. Your position should be worthy of the word 'noble'."

Zhao Yue swept the peacock feather across his chest, and He Quan unbuttoned his collar sensibly.

The beads he was wearing fell on his collarbone, making his fair chest even more attractive. The feathers brushed across his skin, and his Adam's apple no longer itched, but the fire in his lower abdomen burned more and more vigorously.

He held back and hummed softly.

Zhao Yue raised her eyes and looked at his forbearing expression: "What's wrong? Is it hot?"

He Quan stopped her from playing with the feathers, then let go and held her wrist: "My lady..."

There was pity and desire in his eyes again. He wanted to stop her, but he also wanted her to continue.

Zhao Yue smiled secretly and moved the peacock feather away.

He Quan's tense body relaxed a little, and a feeling of disappointment rose in his heart.

"I suddenly want to paint, but I don't want to paint scenery. The peacock feather matches my emerald green belt very well. You can put it on and take off all these burdens, okay?"

He Quan's eyelashes trembled as she looked at her clothes. These were the "burdens" she mentioned.

"This bead chain also needs to be changed. I made a lot of new ones for you." Zhao Yue pulled the beads around his neck.

Seeing that He Quan didn't move, she lowered her eyes: "Little Quanzi doesn't want to."

"Yes, I am willing, but...but...you can't take off your pants."

He Quan turned his face away, his face flushed and his voice hoarse.

"allow."

Zhao Yue tilted her head and smiled with curved eyebrows.

-

Yaohua Garden.

It was almost time for lunch, but there was still no movement in Ning Ruxin's bedroom. Lan'er stood outside with her head down.

Pei'er came over with the meal, a little puzzled: "Sister Lan'er, is the young master still awake? The lunch has been heated up."

Lan Er was startled, but when she saw it was her, she regained her composure and said, "Take it away first, the young lady hasn't gotten up yet."

She looked too serious, and Pearl was a little worried, but she had no choice but to nod: "Yes."

Last night, she saw another figure disappearing in the young master's courtyard. It was really strange.

Pei'er didn't dare to say more: "I'll keep these warm and bring them to you when you wake up."

After she left, Lan'er looked at the door and sighed, hoping that the young lady would really be cruel and break up this time.

inside the room.

The incense in the incense burner has burned out, but it is still mixed with a different smell of lust. The windows and doors are closed, so it doesn't smell very good.

The clothes scattered on the ground were in a mess, indicating that the last night must have been intense.

Yan Yang hugged Ning Ruxin and kissed her shoulder, his eyes moist: "Xin'er, I know you won't leave me."

After the birthday party, he lost his official position and was reduced from a blue-collar Yulin Guard to the lowest-ranking guard. He was afraid that he would never be able to see her again, but Xin'er didn't mind at all.

Or meet him, and...

"It's okay, Xin'er. No one can take over the position of the head guard right now. I will definitely come back after I have made some achievements."

Ning Ruxin propped herself up and looked at his face. He was as handsome as usual, but without that spirited look.

It turns out that they have all changed without realizing it.

Her fingers were cold as she stroked Yan Yang's face.

Yan Yang felt that her eyes seemed to have turned cold.

"Let's finish it."

Ning Ruxin's face was pale, her eyes were slightly red, and she uttered these words from her pale lips without even frowning.

Yan Yang's heart tightened little by little, as if someone was strangling his throat. After a long time, he said, "W-what?"

"I said, let's not meet again."

[Wan Zi mutters: It’s already 300,000 words in a blink of an eye, so exciting! I really didn’t expect that I could write for so long! It’s all because of the encouragement of the babies! Thank you for always accompanying Wan Zi! A mouth! Wan Zi kowtows! ]