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

Taoxi brought it over eagerly. The pearl hairpins and jewelry on the tray were all shining brightly. They were not ordinary items at first glance. "My lady, the imperial concubine is really generous."

Looking at these items, Zhao Yue snorted softly: "Take a closer look, are these all things I can wear?"

Tao Xi looked at her with surprise in her eyes: "My lady, these long hairpins made of pure silver can only be worn by concubines. Even if you wear them now, others may think you are overstepping your bounds."

She rolled her eyes and said, "Your Highness, this is just a pretext to get His Majesty to leave!"

Taoxi figured it out and was furious: "It's been such a long time since the young lady fell into the water, and she didn't send her off earlier or later, but she sent her off just when His Majesty came. How unbelievable! How unbelievable!"

She stammered and couldn't utter a single curse.

Zhao Yue chuckled and said, "Okay, I understand. Put these things in the warehouse."

Taoxi left angrily with the tray, still mumbling.

Zhao Yue glanced at the bare flower pot, lowered her eyes and waved the handkerchief in her hand: "Does it take so long to change a flower?"

He Quan's voice came faintly: "My lord, are you looking for a servant?"

She was startled: "Who, who is looking for you!"

His lips seemed to be half smiling, his eyes were fixed on Zhaoyue, his emotions could not be seen, the dark blue eunuch's official uniform made him look tall and slender, and the pink crabapple in his hand looked even more dazzling.

Zhao Yue hastily looked away: "Why didn't you pick the poppies outside?"

He Quan put the flower away, dipped his slender and well-proportioned fingertips in clean water and sprinkled some on it. The petals were stained with water droplets, looking fresh, tender and pink.

He walked up to Zhaoyue, stretched out his wet hand, and whispered, "Do you like Yu Meiren?"

Zhao Yue looked up at him and said, "I don't like it." She handed him the handkerchief in her hand and said, "But I didn't say I like Haitang either."

He Quan held one end of the handkerchief and pulled it gently. Zhao Yue didn't let go yet. She subconsciously clenched the handkerchief and looked at him blankly.

He leaned forward slightly, his light-colored pupils glaring at her, rolling with emotions she couldn't understand, and he smiled softly: "I'm afraid the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I light a tall candle to illuminate your red makeup."

Zhao Yue's heart beat faster and was almost drowned by the tide in his eyes. Her hands loosened and the handkerchief fell into his hands. He Quan wiped his fingers slowly, as if it was not him who had spoken just now.

"Then hold up a light and watch it all night!"

lecher.

Zhaoyue sat on the couch, raised the book to cover her face, and touched it quietly, which made her palm hot.

She's really crazy.

Even though the damn eunuch was reciting poetry, she felt inexplicably shy, as if the crabapple flower he was talking about was referring to her.

Wake up, Zhaoyue. You may have been deceived by his handsome face.

Handsome men can mislead people.

As the night fell, only a few stars fell in the sky. Dark clouds were covering the sky. An autumn rain continued. The leaves of the sycamore trees fell on the palace road, officially welcoming the arrival of autumn.

Your Majesty rested in Yanxi Palace. I wonder how many people were shed tears by the falling autumn rain.

Morning, Yaohua Garden.

Lan'er helped Ning Ruxin get up and said, "My lady, it's raining outside. Be careful not to catch a cold. Wear that velvet dress today."

Ning Ruxin's face was calm: "Who would care if I caught a cold? Now I am a prisoner in this garden. I can't fly even if I have wings."

"My lady! Although you have been confined and demoted, your food and clothing are still provided according to your status as a maid. This shows that His Majesty still cares about you!"

This is true, otherwise, with the people in the palace flattering the powerful and bullying the weak, she would never have a chance to eat a hot meal.

Thinking of this, Ning Ruxin's face looked much better: "Did you get any letter?"

"Yes, I'll bring it to you."

Ning Ruxin took the letter with joy in her eyes, but her expression changed after she opened it: "It's gone, how could it be gone?"

"My lady, what did you say is missing?" Lan'er asked hurriedly when she saw that her face looked strange.

"It's okay." Ning Ruxin tore up the letter and said, "I'll burn it later."

Lan Er swallowed her words and responded, "Oh, my lady, some servants in the palace know that you have a close relationship with the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They asked me to ask my lady to give you a chance to help you. There is a eunuch named Kang who sent a lot of things..."

Ning Ruxin raised her eyebrows: "Really? Which palace are you from?"

"It's from Ningzhu Pavilion."

"Ningzhu Pavilion..." Ning Ruxin frowned.

Lan'er: "That's the Concubine Zhao who saved the Imperial Concubine. She has been in the palace for some time, but she has not yet served the emperor. I'm afraid she is not very popular with the emperor, otherwise the servants around her would not come to join the young master, right?"

Ning Ruxin thought of Zhaoyue's appearance and did not respond to her.

Lan Er continued, "This Eunuch Kang is an old man in the palace. He has good relations with many eunuchs. He also told me something that he said could help the young lady regain the favor of His Majesty."

"What words."

Lan'er leaned over and whispered into Ning Ruxin's ear.

After she finished speaking, Ning Ruxin smiled: "He is quite smart."

With her slender fingers, she fiddled with the tassel hairpin in front of her, and chuckled, "Tell him that if this method works, let him serve in my Yaohua Garden."

"Yes."

In Ningzhu Pavilion.

Zhao Yue opened her eyes and lazily turned over, her voice still carrying the sweetness of someone who had just woken up: "Tao Xi, what time is it? Why didn't you call me?"

She rolled around in the quilt for a few times, stretched out her hands and stretched her body lazily, and ran one leg out, kicking the gauze away, but a hand grabbed her ankle.

"Taoxi?"

Zhaoyue struggled back, but what she saw was a white and clean hand with distinct joints, like a fine work of art.

"you."

He Quan grabbed her ankles, hung up the veil halfway, and raised his eyebrows at her: "My lady is very energetic this morning."

Zhao Yue's cheeks flushed immediately: "Let me go!"

She struggled to pull her legs out, but she didn't know what kind of strength the man used, but he managed to hold her down so easily that she couldn't pull her legs out and she was exhausted.

She felt a bit like a fish flopping on the chopping board.

Zhaoyue stopped moving and lay on his back motionless.

He Quan then lowered her feet, but still held her ankles. He looked at her slender white wrists and pulled his pants open a little: "The young lady's injury has healed."

"Yes, it has healed long ago, and there is no scar left!"

He Quan calmly placed his hand on her fair instep, loosened his hand, and looked at her face full of despair: "Then you don't need to take off your socks when I take your pulse later."

"Pulse please?"

Zhao Yue retracted her feet, propped herself up and looked at him: "Is your pulse safe? Doctor Su is here?"