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

He Quan brought the peach and ginger water made by Qin Yi. Zhao Yue was leaning lazily on the couch, reading the script that Tao Xi brought back today.

She raised her eyes: "Where's Taoxi?"

He Quan used a spoon to disperse the heat from the bowl and placed it in front of her: "His Majesty sent flowers. They are busy outside and said they want to give the young lady a surprise."

Zhao Yue stretched out her hand and shook the spoon: "Then why are you telling me?"

"Since the young master asked, I will naturally tell you." He Quan curled his lips slightly.

……

Zhao Yue was speechless. He picked up the bowl and took a sip. He frowned and said nothing.

He Quan looked at her expression and said, "What's wrong? It doesn't taste good."

"Taoxi used to cook these for me. Qin Yi's cooking skills are good, but... a little too... healthy." Zhaoyue pondered, unable to seem to think of an accurate word to describe it.

He Quan raised his eyebrows, his cold and handsome face was full of mischief: "My lady, liking sweet things too much will cause tooth decay."

"I didn't say anything!" Zhao Yue argued, drank it in one gulp, stuck out his tongue, put the bowl away with a bitter face, and muttered softly: "You are so tactless that you didn't even think of secretly putting a spoonful of sugar in me. You are so ignorant that you don't want to be an imperial physician."

She opened the book again, and a clean, slender hand appeared in front of her, holding her favorite preserved fruit.

Zhao Yue raised her eyes and saw He Quan holding it up and said, "Don't you want to eat it? Then let me take it away."

After saying this, he was about to withdraw.

Zhaoyue let out a quick cry, grabbed his hand, and gobbled the preserved fruit into her mouth in one gulp, filling her cheeks. She hummed with satisfaction and pushed his hand away.

He Quan's eyes fell on the place she had just touched. He was surprised at her sudden boldness in eating the food from his hand, and looked up at her.

Seeing her like a hamster again, somewhat cute, my heart beat a few beats faster and I let go.

Zhao Yue was chewing, and seeing him standing there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, she frowned and said, "You, you didn't wash your hands!"

"..."

Taoxi opened the door with a smile on her face: "My lady! Guess what's outside?"

"Flowers?" Zhao Yue yawned lazily.

"How did you guess that?" She looked at He Quan: "Could it be Xiao Quanzi who said that?"

She sighed, but immediately became excited again: "My lady, His Majesty is coming over tonight! I wonder if he will dine here. Do you want to eat with His Majesty?"

Zhao Yue was a little surprised. She glanced at He Quan and touched her hungry stomach: "Then let's do it first and see when His Majesty will come."

"Okay, I'll go tell Qin Yi to make some pots and warm them over the fire first." After saying that, she left happily.

He Quan saw that she was still sitting there: "My lady, aren't you ready?"

"What are you preparing for?" Zhao Yue glanced at him, then looked at her dress.

Yes, she should be as excited as she was in her previous life, putting on makeup, changing her skirts and wearing flowers in her hair, so that Zhu Dingyuan would be moved by her beauty again.

I was thinking this in my mind, but for some reason I didn't feel like doing anything. It was strange.

Shouldn't she want most to gain His Majesty's attention and heart?

Zhao Yue smiled faintly: "Pick a few for me at will, I will change them later."

He Quan said nothing, and placed the purple and light ink-patterned brocade skirt in front of her from the cabinet: "I think this one is good, it looks even more beautiful against the spring scenery in the garden."

"Well, you have good taste. Please choose the hairpin for me."

He Quan nodded, closed the curtain for her, and walked towards the dressing table.

This eunuch was quite obedient at this time.

Zhao Yue changed into her dress by herself, her long hair spread out behind her like a waterfall. She took off the plain long hairpins, opened the curtain and asked the silent man standing there: "Have you chosen?"

He Quan turned around, pulled his chair away, and looked at her.

As he said, purple suits her very well. It perfectly blends her charming features and fair skin with the skirt. Although those light-colored skirts make her look clean, they make her look less charming, while red is too eye-catching.

She still has the temperament and freshness of a young girl. Just the few steps, the frowns and the smiles are all lively and attractive. Her appearance is the best in the harem.

Zhao Yue didn't notice his gaze. She sat on the chair and casually moved the pearl hairpins. "Yes, how can you understand these? I'd better wait for Tao Xi to comb my hair."

Before she could finish her words, He Quan's hand reached out from behind, and his slightly cool body and cold fragrance enveloped her entire body.

Zhao Yue's body stiffened inexplicably and her back straightened. His clothes might have touched her, brushing past her as quickly as a feather, but it made her ears hot and she even forgot what she was going to say.

He Quan picked up the comb on her left side and combed it gently from the top to the bottom: "What kind of bun do you like, young lady?"

"Just... the same as usual."

Zhao Yue looked at the bronze mirror. Her face had not yet been made up, but it seemed to be stained with a blush, her cheeks were rosy, and she felt a little hot. She cleared her throat uncomfortably and looked at the person behind her.

She knew that He Quan was very handsome. It could be said that he was the most handsome person she had ever seen in her past or present life.

Whether it is the banished prince in the world's mouth, or the current handsome and elegant Majesty.

No one can compare to him.

If she is a charming female fox, then He Quan is a cold male fox. Although he has affectionate eyes, there is a hint of frost in his eyes. It is because of this that he looks cold and stern, otherwise he would be unworthy of being a female beauty.

The lotus eyes that were always cold, shallow and deep in the past were now staring at her hair. His eyebrows and eyes were soft. As if he was holding a treasure, he was extremely focused. Zhaoyue stared at her infatuatedly.

If he hadn't painted himself with black powder, Your Majesty would have thought he looked like a noble royal rather than a eunuch.

Zhao Yue laughed out loud, but met He Quan's raised eyes in the bronze mirror.

Zhao Yue immediately sat up straight: "Okay, are you done?"

"What are you thinking about, young lady?" he asked, and took the pair of crystal necklaces and the small snow-blue hairpin with embroidered patterns on the table and put them in her bun.

"I just didn't expect that you combed your hair better than Taoxi."

His hair was combed into a bun that was neat yet lazy, with two small curls casually left at his ears.

Zhao Yue was in a daze for a few seconds, and in an instant he saw himself sitting in Chuntang Palace.

He Quan leaned over slightly and put the earrings on her, and his fingers touched Zhao Yue's earlobe.

"As a servant entering the palace to serve the master, I naturally have to learn these things."

His hoarse voice also whispered in Zhaoyue's ears. She clenched her hands in her sleeves quickly, and she felt as if everything had come to a standstill.

He was obviously a eunuch, why did he meet her?

There would be such a strange thrill that made her both afraid and expectant.

Zhao Yue tilted her head and looked up, meeting his lowered eyes. It was as if there were a handful of stars slowly moving in his eyes, or like the surging surface of a lake.

However, she couldn't understand any of it.