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

In Ningzhu Pavilion, Zhaoyue fiddled with the flowers and plants in the yard, looking at a piece of empty ground and thinking, Taoxi came in from outside with an unhappy look on her face.

"My lady, we didn't find the earrings, and what's even more infuriating is that I saw His Majesty coming towards us right after the court session, but he was intercepted by Concubine Gao!"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you just now. We found the earring. Taoxi, look at this vacant land. Can you build a small pavilion here? You can enjoy the rain in summer and make tea around the stove in autumn. How do you think?"

Zhao Yue acted as if he didn't hear her words and gestured towards the open space with great energy.

Taoxi stamped her feet and said, "My lady! What kind of building is this? I heard that His Majesty has had his house stolen away by someone else!"

Zhao Yue's eyes sparkled with a smile: "You are comparing His Majesty to a fence-sitter. Tao Xi, the Imperial Concubine has served His Majesty for a long time, so naturally she is more important to His Majesty than me."

She clapped her hands: "Okay, go get me some pen and ink, and call He Quan as well."

The sky was bright blue, with an occasional soft white cloud floating by. He Quan stood beside Zhao Yue, quietly grinding ink for her. Occasionally, his eyes would linger on her profile, then he would immediately come back to his senses and lower his eyes.

Zhao Yue wrote and drew for a long time, and her face was smeared with black ink. She was quite proud of herself as she started writing: "It's done, Xiao Quanzi, take a look, ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs for a few people, and do it as soon as possible."

He Quan took the blueprint and hummed: "I will modify these parts for you, and..."

He looked around and said, "My lady, since you like this place, would you like me to build a swing for you?"

Zhao Yue came closer to him, her eyes lit up: "You still have this skill?"

He was so handsome that even though she was used to him serving her, Zhao Yue still subconsciously felt that he was like a precious master who knew nothing.

He Quan did not respond to her. He put away the drawings, suddenly picked up the handkerchief and put it into the clear water in the basin, then lifted Zhao Yue's chin with one hand.

"Um...you..."

"My dear, please don't move... otherwise I can't guarantee that I can wipe it clean."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of magnetism. To be honest, it wasn't very pleasant to hear, but it contrasted with his cold face, making people think about other things.

Zhao Yue looked at the delicate face so close to her, her eyelashes trembling nervously. Her body quickly stiffened, and only his scent remained in her mind. It used to smell cold, perhaps because he had been fiddling with flowers and plants for too long, but now she smelled the fragrance of crabapples.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and she quickly looked at the mole on his nose, silently reciting the Heart Cleansing Mantra in her heart.

"Why is your face so red, young lady?" He Quan let her go with a smile, his eyes full of teasing.

Zhao Yue took a deep breath and quickly stepped back: "You, why don't you put on black powder under your eyes? When others look at you, they will think you are a eunuch!"

"My lady, didn't you say that I look too feminine?" He Quan felt a little aggrieved: "I only did it to make you happy."

Glib tongue.

Zhao Yue left in a panic: "Big, bold!"

He Quan acted quickly and went to the Imperial Household Department while Zhao Yue was taking a nap. Huang Quan had given him something last time, and the people in the Imperial Household Department all took Zhao Changzai seriously, so they did the job efficiently and gave it to him directly.

Ningzhu Pavilion suddenly became lively, and Taoxi and Qiuju also came to help.

The general framework was completed in the evening.

Zhao Yue nodded in satisfaction, then saw the outline of the swing. An inexplicable feeling came over her heart, and she couldn't help but look at He Quan, who was carefully measuring it.

She coughed and said, "It's getting dark, don't be blind, do it tomorrow."

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

As Qiu Qi was about to arrive, Zhao Yue thought that His Majesty would stay with the Queen for the next few days, so she did not wait and went straight to wash up and prepare to rest.

Yan Xi was in the palace.

Zhu Dingyuan frowned slightly, showing a little impatience: "I have been with you for a whole day, what is wrong with you?"

Concubine Gao pouted softly: "Your Majesty...I am anxious and always wake up in the middle of the night. Can you stay with me tonight?"

"Didn't the imperial physician just say that there was nothing wrong?"

The noble concubine sitting next to him had bright autumn eyes. In the past, when Zhu Dingyuan was looked at like this, he only felt physically and mentally relaxed. With her gentle tone, he enjoyed it even more.

But looking at her today, I feel that she is different from before.

Zhu Dingyuan looked at her cheeks. The corners of her eyes were not sharp enough, which lacked the charm of a woman. Her lips were a little thin, which made her look more indifferent. Her body was also a little thin.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes filled with tears of love and trembling with tenderness appeared in my mind.

He gave her the love knot, but she said nothing and didn't even give a return gift.

Seeing that he was just staring at her without saying anything, Concubine Gao was startled: "What's wrong, Your Majesty? There's something on my face."

Zhu Dingyuan's eyes darkened: "Nothing."

He stood up and said, "Come here, call the imperial physician for the imperial concubine."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" When Concubine Gao saw that she was about to leave, she shouted hurriedly, but she only saw an indifferent back. She then fell back on the couch in a daze, with tears in her eyes.

Zhu Dingyuan sat on the sedan chair and sighed. Huang Quan immediately waved his hand and said, "Go to Fengyi Palace!"

"Fengyi Palace?"

Huang Quan: "Your Majesty, you forgot that the Queen sent someone to ask you to discuss the matter of Qiu Qi an hour ago."

Zhu Dingyuan closed his eyes and said, "Let's go."

There were scattered stars in the sky, the autumn wind was bleak, and the flames of the palace lanterns on the road flickered a few times, which was a bit creepy. Huang Quan coughed and said, "Hurry up and leave."

The servants carrying the imperial sedan quickened their pace. When they were still some distance away from Fengyi Palace, they suddenly heard the sound of celestial music played on a pipa, which sounded like the singing of a banished immortal in an empty space.

Zhu Dingyuan opened his eyes and lifted the door curtain: "What's that sound?"

Huang Quan glanced at something not far away and said, "Your Majesty, it seems to be coming from the Imperial Garden."

"Come and take a look." Zhu Dingyuan walked down directly, and Huang Quan quickly put the cloak on him.

The lights in the Imperial Garden were dimly lit, and there was someone sitting in the rain pavilion humming softly. It was the soft Wu dialect, and the accompaniment of the pipa made the listening experience very pleasant.

Zhu Dingyuan waved his hand to signal himself to go over.

Huang Quan let out a hiss and stood guard where he was.

He only saw a figure from behind, wearing a jade-white cloak. In his hazy memory, it seemed as if he had returned to the young prince's mansion, where he fell in love with the person he loved when he was young. She was gentle and quiet, and she also loved to play the pipa.

Zhu Dingyuan stood in place. The closer he got to her back, the redder his eyes became. He reached out and touched her hair: "You...are back..."

The sound of the pipa stopped abruptly, and the woman turned around. Ning Ruxin smiled brightly, with white feathers painted on her forehead and eyes, which contrasted with the flowers behind her, made her look like a fairy.

It was also separated from the slightly ordinary face in Zhu Dingyuan's mind. His eyes suddenly became clear, with a hint of anger: "Mr. Ning? Why are you playing the pipa here in the middle of the night without taking a rest?"

Ning Ruxin knelt down timidly: "Your Majesty, why are you here? Your Majesty, please calm down... I just found a place where no one is around to practice the pipa. If I made Your Majesty unhappy, it's all my fault."