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

Zhaoyue saw his fiery gaze, but she hid her discomfort, lowered her eyes and pretended to be shy.

Her body trembled slightly as he touched her, and she found that she seemed to be a little dizzy. Looking at the gentle and gentle facial features in front of her, they gradually became blurred and turned into He Quan's face that was always cold and had a smirk.

He Quan.

Thinking of him, Zhaoyue felt depressed and inexplicably angry. She stood up and extinguished the candle.

"Beauty?" Zhu Dingyuan thought she was very bold and put his arm around her waist. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Your Majesty, everything will be fine now."

Every word she said was full of hooks, which made people feel itchy.

Zhu Dingyuan was amused by her and started laughing. He pressed her down on the bed and let the curtains fall down to cover her figure.

"The beauty smells so good..." Zhu Dingyuan felt more and more relaxed and happy as he got closer to her. This was a scent he had never smelled before. He suspected that Zhaoyue had used some tricks, but it was just to please him, so he pretended not to know.

Zhao Yue simply closed her eyes and put her hand on his back in a perfunctory manner, trying to hypnotize herself that it was just a bed with him. It was not like she had slept with him before in her previous life, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

But she was not afraid, she felt disgusted and uncomfortable.

All she could think of was the pale and lifeless him lying there motionless, and the cold and powerful him. Either way, he disgusted her.

Zhao Yue took a breath, his breathing was suppressed, his head was getting more and more dizzy, and he didn't even know what he was saying.

Then the force pressing on her seemed to lighten in an instant, and when he pressed down again, the movement was gentle and warm, but the palm was slightly cold. He touched her cheek, which was so comfortable.

Zhao Yue's brows relaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he let out a happy sigh.

The voice whispering in her ear was low and clear, and his soft lips kissed her shoulder. His taste was a little strange, yet familiar.

Her clothes slipped off. Zhao Yue wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't. She opened her red lips slightly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

No one responded to her.

Sensing her nervousness, the man held her in his arms soothingly. His body temperature was low, and the burning heat made Zhaoyue feel comfortable. She couldn't help but squirm in his arms a few times, finding a good position.

"Hmm..." the man panted.

Something hot was pressing against her.

Zhaoyue shook her legs uncomfortably, but the only sound she could hear was the man's suppressed breathing.

She knew nothing anymore. It seemed as if her body was not hers anymore. The control over her was handed over to the man. She only remembered that the pain was followed by great pleasure.

It was like fireworks exploding in my heart, like a weak rabbit being caught by a wolf and slowly being torn into its stomach bite by bite, and the bed was crying out for help, unable to bear the heavy burden.

But she was a fish without water, her throat and tail were sore. Finally, someone was willing to feed her a mouthful of sweet spring water, which filled her up.

The moon was blocked by dark clouds, and with a whistling sound, crackling raindrops began to fall.

The next day.

Zhu Dingyuan woke up from the bed and looked at Zhaoyue who was still sleeping soundly. She was wrapped in a blanket, revealing a bare shoulder with a light red kiss mark.

The bed was a mess and the fragrance in the room was still lingering, foreshadowing the madness of last night.

His expression softened, and for the first time he put on his clothes and told Taoxi at the door: "Let your young master get some more sleep."

After saying that, he stretched himself and walked away feeling refreshed.

After an hour, Zhao Yue slowly opened his eyes: "Hiss..."

What's this feeling of being beaten all over?

"Tao...Taoxi!" As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became extremely hoarse.

When Taoxi opened the door, he saw that her face had turned red, and she was wrapped in the quilt with a look of spring. Her original cuteness had turned into charm, and she was so beautiful that she was inhuman.

"My lady, His Majesty has ordered you to get more sleep. I see, His Majesty likes you very much!"

Taoxi took a handkerchief to help Zhaoyue tidy up her hair. Seeing the kiss marks on her body, she couldn't help but blush: "My lady has delicate skin and tender flesh... Your Majesty, why..."

Zhao Yue said weakly: "I want to wash up."

She lowered her head to look at the wound and felt something was wrong. Is Zhu Dingyuan... that big?

Or was it that the warm fragrance was so magical that it suddenly made him enlightened and become powerful?

Zhao Yue tried to recall but couldn't remember anything. There were only a few fragments. He only remembered that the palm of his hand that touched her was a little cold, but the action of kissing her was very gentle.

No, what are you thinking.

Zhaoyue quickly stopped the terrible thoughts in her mind, and only felt better after Taoxi helped her take a bath, applied medicine, and put on clothes.

"Where's Xiao Quanzi?"

"Oh, didn't it rain this morning? I took care of the yard for a while, and then His Majesty sent a message saying that something had been delivered, so he went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to pick it up."

Zhao Yue stirred the porridge in the bowl: "What about last night?"

Taoxi was stunned for a moment: "Last night...? Qiuju was on duty last night, I was resting, young lady."

Zhao Yue took a bite and said, "It's okay..."

The rain, which had stopped for a while, started falling again, falling from the palace eaves like a transparent glass bead curtain, covering the Ningzhu Pavilion. Zhaoyue sat there, watching the rain while flipping through a storybook.

She glanced outside from time to time.

"Oh, the rain seems to be getting heavier. I didn't bring an umbrella. My dear, why don't you go get one?"

Zhao Yue closed the book and looked at the misty sky, saying stubbornly, "Will he not ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs for the umbrella? Is he a fool?"

When Taoxi heard her say this, she immediately shut her mouth and felt suspicious. The young lady's temper had improved a lot since she entered the palace, so why was she so harsh on Xiao Quanzi?

Of course she didn't dare to say anything and just kept her mouth shut.

When He Quan came in, he was half wet. Tao Xi exclaimed and went to get a handkerchief and handed it to him: "Why don't you wait until the rain stops before coming back?"

Zhao Yue glanced at him and turned her eyes to the book in front of her, but she didn't actually read a single word. She saw him getting closer out of the corner of her eye and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Cough cough..."

"What's wrong, young lady?" He Quan placed a box in front of her: "This was given by His Majesty. He said it was a string of heart-shaped agate beads left by a master carver from the previous dynasty."

Zhao Yue didn't even glance at him. She looked at his still wet clothes and said, "Go change your clothes first. There aren't many people in Ningzhu Pavilion right now. Don't get infected."

"Okay." He Quan agreed with a smile and went back to change his clothes.

Taoxi looked at the box and said, "Wow, my lady, this box is so beautiful. I have never seen it before. The carving is so delicate."

"Heart knot." Zhao Yue picked it up and played with it in his hand for a few times, wishing they would be together forever.

The emperor's sweet words are really touching.

"Put it over there."