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

What's the meaning.

Ning Ruxin's heart skipped a beat and she turned back subconsciously.

nobody.

"We are the only ones here. What's wrong with Ning Changzai? Are you feeling guilty?"

Zhao Yue smiled sweetly: "Childhood sweethearts, I really envy them, but I still can't compare to Your Majesty, right? Childhood sweethearts or a gift from heaven, which one do you like?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Ning Ruxin looked at the teasing in her eyes and urged Lan'er to come quickly.

Lan'er is a loyal servant. Killing Zhaoyue for her today is worth the friendship between master and servant.

She held back her trembling, her eyes filled with viciousness. If possible, she would like to tear Zhao Yue's sharp teeth and mouth apart with her own hands.

What right does she have to let someone from a superior position play with her?

"If you can't answer it, then the answer... is obvious." Zhao Yue picked up a candle.

"When your crime is exposed in the future, I will speak well of you in front of His Majesty so that you can at least save the family's reputation, okay?"

Zhaoyue held up a candle and placed the poem into the library above.

Look at her beautiful profile.

Ning Ruxin gritted her teeth. Why wasn't she angry? Why didn't she complain about being unable to have children? His Majesty loved her so much and treated her so well.

She actually doesn't care about His Majesty at all.

How dare she treat His Majesty with such indifference!

Ning Ruxin thought of herself kneeling on the ground, begging Zhu Dingyuan for mercy, holding his boots and putting them on for him, doing everything she could just for a glance from him.

But why, she doesn't need it!

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she reached out to push Zhaoyue towards the candle, but she seemed to notice and quickly dodged.

She let out a soft cry, and the candle in her hand fell to the ground. The red candle rolled a few times. Ning Ruxin tore off the poem book she was holding.

"Are you worthy? You don't care about His Majesty at all. Are you worthy of reading his words?"

Ning Ruxin threw the poem towards the fire table. With a puff, the red candle was knocked over and burned more and more vigorously around the book.

She pulled out the long hairpin from Zhao Yue's hair and said, "Demon Concubine, you are a demon concubine. I will ask my father to unite the six ministries to denounce you. You are bringing disaster to the country and the people, and disrupting the government! Without this face, what are you still proud of!"

Ning Ruxin looked at her hair falling down, as smooth as satin, making her beautiful face look pitiful. Even if she looked disheveled, she was still beautiful enough to make people uneasy.

"If you die, His Majesty will not be confused by you, and there will be no one favored by anyone in the Six Palaces. His Majesty belongs to all the people, to everyone, not just you. He will never, never fall in love with you!"

Zhao Yue stared at her, a few millimeters away from the long hairpin pressing against her cheek.

As long as Ning Ruxin swiped it, she would lose this charming face.

Ning Ruxin clenched the hairpin tightly, her wrists shaking constantly. The fire behind her became more and more intense. The collapsed candlestick burned the book and quickly jumped onto the curtain.

There was heat rising behind me and the smoke was getting thicker and thicker.

Ning Ruxin raised her hand: "Killing you is for the safety of His Majesty. Without you, he can be a wise ruler!"

At the moment she lowered her hand, there was only Zhao Yue's pair of pure and charming eyes.

Full of ridicule, servility and overestimation of one's own abilities.

"what!"

Ning Ruxin's hand was hit hard by the hilt of the sword. She let go of her hairpin in pain, staggered a step, and knelt on the ground.

But Zhaoyue in front of her was embraced by a man wearing the official uniform of the Jinyiwei.

Ning Ruxin raised her head and coughed a few times, with burning dust in her nose: "You..."

It was the Jinyiwei who had sent her there.

The fire grew stronger and stronger, and the entire floor was burning.

The horizontal beam suddenly fell down, blocking the way down the stairs.

Wei Ruoming hugged Zhaoyue's waist tightly: "Are you okay?"

Zhao Yue pushed him away and looked at Ning Ruxin's face: "What a pity, Your Majesty really likes that."

"You and him... Zhaoyue, why are you so noble! Ahem... If His Majesty comes, can you keep yourself safe? Will His Majesty believe you? You are actually having an affair with the guards here!"

Ning Ruxin's voice was hoarse: "Setting up a trap to frame me, hahahahahaha… You are so stupid, you actually brought an adulterer to frame me… hahahaha!"

Zhao Yue glanced at Wei Ruoming and whispered, "She said you are an adulterer."

"..."

Ning Ruxin was burned by her indifferent gaze: "Ahem...why, why are you still not afraid...cough cough cough..."

Zhao Yue covered her nose with a handkerchief: "Ning Changzai, you are so stupid that I feel... so boring."

Zhaoyue threw his cloak on the ground and coughed a few times. The air became more and more choking, so he could only lean against the window.

She fell softly into Wei Ruoming's arms: "How's your martial arts? Can you take me out the window?"

Wei Ruoming was suddenly supported by her, and his heart trembled. He hugged her slender waist and snorted: "Do you look down on me?"

"It went off! Someone help!"

"The Pillow Book House caught fire!"

"Quick! Go get some water!"

It's a mess outside.

Watching Zhaoyue being taken away, Ning Ruxin suddenly froze.

Well, then what should she do?

She looked at the fire behind her. The mahogany beams were shaky and seemed to fall down at any time. She ignored the pain on the back of her hand and climbed up and moved forward awkwardly. However, the ladder leading downstairs was also burning fiercely.

What should she do?

Looking at the window where Zhaoyue left, she stumbled over. Thick smoke was billowing outside, and Zhaoyue was no longer visible.

"Bitch! Bitch!"

The fear of death made her legs tremble. She didn't know any martial arts, so how could she jump from the roof outside the window to the bottom?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Save me... Save me..." Her eyes were red and swollen, and she kept coughing due to choking.

"Xin'er? Xin'er?"

With a shout, Yan Yang climbed in from another window, wearing a mask covering his mouth and nose.

Ning Ruxin cried out in pain: "Brother Yan! Save me, save me!"

Her legs were so weak that she couldn't move at all. She had never seen such a scene before.

Yan Yang ran towards her and held her in his arms: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will take you away."

Someone came with Ning Ruxin's earrings to ask him out, and it was at the Pillow Book Tower. He had a bad feeling about something and rushed over there immediately.

When he saw the billowing smoke, he didn't care about anything else and went up to the attic.

"Brother Yan, Zhaoyue wants to kill me. She is the one who set the fire. She set the fire!"

Ning Ruxin trembled in his arms and repeated it over and over again.

Seeing that she was about to faint, Yan Yang quickly took off his mask, which was wet.

"Don't talk about this for now, I'll take you away."

"Hold on to me."

He took Ning Ruxin and climbed out of the window, landed on the next floor, and went down the stairs.

There is Huang Quan’s voice outside, His Majesty is here!

Ning Ruxin suddenly woke up, she broke free and pushed Yan Yang away: "Go! Leave now! Don't show up!"

If Zhaoyue saw them and told everything, she would be finished. She had no idea who in her palace had betrayed her.

Once that person testifies, and once Yan Yang dies for her, His Majesty will also become suspicious.

Once suspicion arises, she will never be able to turn over in His Majesty's heart!

Yan Yang was pushed back a few steps by him. There was blood on his arm. He was in a hurry and came in through the door. The beam hit his arm. He couldn't get in, so he thought of climbing through the window.

But now, he was pushed away by Ning Ruxin.

He heard Ning Ruxin's panicked voice: "His Majesty is here! You can't let him see you, get out! Get out now!"

She was completely nervous and immersed in worry about His Majesty's arrival.

He didn't even glance at Yan Yang, and naturally didn't see his injuries or the tears in his eyes.