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

Taoxi lit a candle so that Zhaoyue wouldn't feel any pain in her eyes due to the darkness, and waited for He Quan to come in before pushing the door and leaving.

He Quan brought dinner. Because Concubine Lan had a miscarriage and was not feeling well, he simply asked Qin Yi to go back to take care of her.

She also guessed that Concubine Lan might have used Qin Yi to poison the banquet. She was a little afraid of Qin Yi, a talent who could replicate Concubine Ling's cooking skills without anyone noticing.

So the few bowls of simple food that He Quan brought seemed even more shabby than before, but fortunately they were still hot. Zhao Yue glanced at them lazily without showing any interest: "I'll eat later."

After saying that, he continued to paint the picture in his hand, which was the crabapple tree that was blooming beautifully in the hall.

He Quan put it down and closed the window: "Aren't you hungry?"

"You are a busy man. You have eaten your fill outside. Why do you care if I am hungry?"

These words sounded sarcastic, as if complaining that he was always missing. He Quan smiled slightly, walked closer, took out the food wrapped in oil paper from his arms and placed it in front of her.

Zhao Yue took a glance and was stunned for a few seconds.

He put down his paintbrush and picked up the oil paper: "Is this... the mung bean sweet cake from Yihezhai?"

She looked at He Quan: "How do you know what I want to eat?"

He Quan's eyebrows relaxed, and his raised eyebrows were full of pride: "I heard it from you and Tao Xi once."

"You left the palace?" Zhaoyue's heart beat faster after hearing this, and she quickly changed the subject.

"He is a good servant. He has me as his master in his heart. Humph."

He Quan pushed the food over again: "Still don't want to eat? I see that you have lost a lot of weight."

Compared to when she first came, her face is indeed smaller, and the reduction of baby fat makes her look more charming, but she doesn't eat a lot, she is just growing up.

Zhao Yue thought: "So, tell me, is it better for me to be fatter or thinner?"

He Quan looked at her face and fell silent, without answering the question. Zhao Yue's eyes darkened, and she turned her head away and said, "I want to ask whether Your Majesty would like me to be fatter or thinner."

"My lady is extremely beautiful, Your Majesty will surely like her."

Zhao Yue sighed: "I don't want to eat, go make me a bowl of noodles."

He Quan nodded and obediently took the food out.

When I came in again, it was replaced with a bowl of vegetarian noodles with chopped green onions and eggs. It smelled and smelled delicious.

He said with a smile: "This is the first time that I have given food to someone from below, my lady, please don't despise me."

He Quan opened the lid of the glass cup next to him and said, "Grapes, I think my lady will like them."

Zhao Yue didn't help him this time. She took a bite and thought it was good. She looked at Grape and teased him, "This is not something I can afford to eat."

"My lord, just do what you want to do, and the rest of the servants will help you."

He Quan washed his hands, peeled the grapes, and fed them to her lips. He lowered his voice and said inexplicably seductively: "My lady will become the most noble woman. Not to mention grapes, even the imperial concubine can eat them with a smile."

In this state, Zhaoyue could see his handsome face clearly. She thought that Ning Ruxin must have been bewitched in this way in her previous life. Beauty really can mislead people.

Zhao Yue stretched out her hand and touched his cheek with her fingertips. He Quan did not avoid it. Her fingertips were slightly cold. He Quan looked straight at her and his breathing became heavier.

But she suddenly stroked the corners of his eyes and rubbed them hard: "Don't put so much black powder next time, it makes you look so feminine."

"..." He Quan stood up straight, his amber pupils concealing the expression just now, revealing a gentle and harmless smile: "The servant knows."

"Tell me, what can we do?"

Zhao Yue was full and put a grape he had peeled into his mouth: "You are so capable, you can definitely make her fall in love with me directly."

He Quan placed a white jade-like stone in front of her: "This thing is called warmth, it is colorless and tasteless, but if placed indoors, it blends with the fragrance of flowers and helps the love between men and women. Legend has it that this thing was left by the demon fox Danxin, and there is only one piece."

Zhao Yue knocked on the ordinary stone and laughed: "Isn't it just an ordinary aphrodisiac? I didn't expect you to believe in these ghosts and gods. Eh, you didn't buy it."

She glanced up and down at He Quan and said, "You may have been ripped off. This sounds like a story made up by those vendors."

Seeing that she didn't care, He Quan didn't get angry either: "It can make men lose blood, but women will only become more beautiful. In short, it has all benefits and no harm. Why don't you try it, young lady?"

"Okay, just leave it there. If it is really that magical, Your Majesty will be unable to live without me." Zhao Yue raised her eyebrows, stretched out her foot and rubbed it lightly on He Quan's leg, gently stroking it up and down.

He Quan stood and lowered his eyes: "My young master is a blessed person."

Zhao Yue retracted his foot: "Back off."

-

The Empress Dowager has been staying in the Buddhist Hall recently, Concubine Fang is recuperating, Concubine Ling has been missing, and the Empress' health is getting worse. I heard that the imperial physician has visited her several times.

Seeing that the harem was full of sickly women, the empress dowager was in a bad mood.

Zhaoyue folded many lotus lanterns in the Xiecui Garden on the way to the Buddhist Temple. A prayer word was hung on each lantern. The river flows through the Buddhist Temple.

Then she sat quietly in the courtyard and copied Buddhist scriptures.

After a long while, a nanny finally asked in a coercive voice, "Who is in the court?"

It was Aunt Zhu who served the Queen Mother.

Zhao Yue stopped writing and turned to bow: "I am Zhao Changzai. I am sorry for disturbing the Queen Mother. I hope the Queen Mother will forgive me."

Zhao Chang is here? The Queen Mother frowned slightly.

Aunt Zhu said quickly, "Empress Dowager, it was the maid who gave you the red carp ornament on the day of the birthday banquet."

"Oh, it's you." The Queen Mother approached, glanced at the lantern behind her, and picked up the Buddhist scripture she had copied: "At such a young age, you can calm your mind. That's not bad."

"Did you light this?"

"Yes, Queen Mother."

"This Xie Cui Garden is secluded. If you want to do something that His Majesty will see, I'm afraid you've chosen the wrong place."

Zhaoyue was wearing a white silk skirt embroidered with leaves, a circle around her neck, and a few white hairpins in her hair, as well as a pair of emerald jade necklaces that did not match her status. It was obvious that she was not deliberately dressing simply.

"I know that the Buddhist Hall is where the Queen Mother worships Buddha, so I dare not overstep my bounds. I am just here to calm down for a while. My words are of little importance. The Queen Mother is worried and concerned, so I am just trying my best. As for Your Majesty... I have not slept with you yet, and I am afraid that I have not pleased Your Majesty at all."

She blinked her eyes after she finished speaking, somewhat self-deprecatingly.

Her frankness surprised the Queen Mother. She frowned and said, "So you come to me to be nice because you don't please His Majesty?"

Zhao Yue nodded: "I cooked pear porridge, which is good for cough and lungs in autumn. I heard that the Queen Mother has been feeling unwell recently, so I will give her some massage."

The Queen Mother laughed when she heard this: "You are quite clever. I am afraid that I cannot allow you to enter the Kangning Palace today. Let's go, little devil."