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

In Fengyi Palace.

The queen placed the washed fresh fruits in front of the man and said, "Your Majesty, these are the autumn pears that were delivered today. Please have a taste."

Zhu Dingyuan, who was sitting casually, did not reply and seemed to be in a daze.

He thought about Zhaoyue's seductive look when he was leaving. She was obviously reluctant to let him go, but she wanted to push him out. How cute.

He sneered and laughed.

"Your Majesty? What happy things are you thinking of? I want to hear it too."

Zhu Dingyuan came back to his senses and said, "Oh, I met a kitten on the road just now. It was very clingy."

The Queen's smile froze. "There are wild cats in the palace. I will find someone to catch them. Wild cats are impatient and it would be bad if they hurt Your Majesty."

"It's okay." Zhu Dingyuan ended the topic and tasted a piece of pear: "Mm, not bad, sweet."

"As long as your Majesty likes it."

The Queen was so delighted as she looked at his outline that even her usual sickly complexion faded a little. Under the candlelight, she looked quite handsome.

She took out the booklet and said, "Last year's Qiu Qi was accompanied by the Imperial Concubine and the Concubine Ling. Who will Your Majesty bring this year?"

"This is a matter of praying for blessings. The more people there are, the more blessings there will be. Except for Lingpin and the last concubine, please call everyone."

The Queen's heart skipped a beat: "Your Majesty..."

"With the Queen gone, there is no one in charge of the harem, so the Imperial Concubine will stay in the palace this year. Show me your writing when you are done."

"Yes."

After the queen finished drafting it, she gave it to him. After reading it, Zhu Dingyuan hummed and said, "The queen is meticulous in her work. I am very relieved."

"Your Majesty, isn't it a bit inappropriate to bring Zhao Chang with them? They are still young, and if they leave the palace rashly, I'm afraid..."

"It is precisely because they are young that they want to experience more. Just let them follow." Zhu Dingyuan lowered his voice without leaving any room for questioning.

"Yes."

The Queen handed the booklet to Xun Qiu and said, "The weather is getting colder and colder, and the amount of charcoal used in the harem is also increasing. The Imperial Concubine's palace received more than twice as much last month as other palaces. I only reminded her a few times, and she started crying and said that she was more afraid of the cold after falling into the water."

As she spoke, she helped Zhu Dingyuan change his clothes.

"If she is afraid of the cold, then ask the imperial physician to prescribe more tonics. It has been a long time since she fell into the water. I think she is just complaining without any reason. Early winter has not even arrived yet."

"By the way, is black charcoal often used?"

The Queen: "Yes, the common people use black charcoal, concubines and above use black charcoal, and imperial concubines use silver charcoal."

"Let's change it to black charcoal." Zhu Dingyuan thought of Zhaoyue's always slightly cold palms. The black charcoal had thick smoke and he would be very sensitive if he choked.

"Yes." The queen responded silently. Seeing him go straight to the bed, she changed into her pajamas.

Xun Qiu handed her the medicine in the dark: "Your Majesty..." She looked worried.

The queen drank it all without hesitation, and the bitterness spread to the tip of her tongue. Xun Qiu hurriedly handed her the sweet fruit, and she felt relieved after eating it.

"Light the passion incense." She whispered, adjusted her hair bun and walked out.

Zhu Dingyuan was already lying on the inside of the bed, the quilt neatly covering him, and he had closed his eyes and gone to sleep.

They have long passed the sweet and loving period.

Most of them treat each other with respect, like a stagnant pool of water.

The rest are just like the most familiar strangers.

The queen looked at his face with sad eyes, then threw back the quilt and lay down: "Your Majesty..."

She cried out softly.

"Go to sleep." Zhu Dingyuan said and turned over.

Looking at his back, the queen bit her lower lip, her body trembling slightly, her narrow eyes quickly filled with mist, and her fingers tightly clenched the quilt in front of her.

The smell of the passion incense was very strong. Xun Qiu lit it, waited for an hour and then quickly took it out.

In his sleep, Zhu Dingyuan suddenly frowned, feeling hot and dry. He suddenly opened his eyes: "Water."

The queen seemed to have expected this and immediately handed him the water beside her: "Your Majesty, what's wrong? You are sweating a lot."

He just had a dream in which he was making love with Zhaoyue and suddenly he woke up. It was the first time he had such a dream in another woman's bed.

It's really absurd.

He noticed something strange beneath him and gasped.

The queen was panicking. Seeing his expression change, she thought her trick had been discovered: "Your Majesty..."

But the man suddenly held her shoulders and pressed her down on the bed.

Through her pajamas, the heat and hardness were so obviously visible when they touched her.

The queen was surprised. How could the aphrodisiac incense have such a good effect? ​​It just slightly enhanced the aura.

But his reaction was clearly full of emotion, genuine.

Zhu Dingyuan did not touch her lips, but just pressed on her. It was a pity that the queen could not see his eyes, otherwise she would have seen a trace of guilt in him.

Regardless, the goal has been achieved.

It had been a long time since she had been in His Majesty's arms and been so close to him. The Queen hugged his back tightly and tears finally fell.

The candles went out, and Fengyi Palace became a charming room, with occasional sounds of the Queen's suppressed joy.

After a long while, Zhu Dingyuan finally exhaled a breath of foul air. His eyes were hazy and he murmured, "Beautiful...woman."

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

The Queen's eyes were extremely clear. She heard clearly the last two words His Majesty uttered, "Beauty..."

She didn't know who she was calling.

But it definitely couldn't be her.

The queen sneered, and her body, which had been warm just now, cooled down instantly, as if she had fallen into an icy body of water. Even taking a breath made her heart ache.

She held her stomach and curled herself up.

The effect of the medicine and the passion incense dissipated together, and she now felt extremely uncomfortable all over. Her body was so damaged that forcing herself to do so caused her bones to tremble with pain.

Well, if God really favors me, I hope this time... he can give you to me.

My child, you must strive to be better...

-

Zhu Dingyuan opened his eyes and felt a little embarrassed when he thought about what happened yesterday.

The queen had woken up, but her face looked very weak. She forced herself to change his clothes and said, "Your Majesty slept well."

"What's wrong with the Queen? She looks so pale." He frowned, "If you are really unwell, Qiu Qi should not go. Stay in the palace."

"Ahem... I am the mother of a country. If I don't go, I will be laughed at by the world. Your Majesty, don't worry. I am fine. I will be fine after taking some medicine."

Seeing her insistence, Zhu Dingyuan didn't know what to say. He sighed and held her hand: "Thank you for your hard work over the years, Yun'er."

The queen's shoulders trembled. She had not heard His Majesty call her name like this for a long time, but today, she heard it with her own ears.

She couldn't help but lean on the man's shoulder: "As long as your majesty is well, I don't feel tired at all."

Zhu Dingyuan patted her on the back and said, "I'm going to court now. Remember to take your medicine on time. I've been looking for a great doctor for you. Don't worry. I'll take care of everything."

"Ah."

The date and number of participants for the Autumn Prayer have been decided, and all the palaces have received the news.

Concubine Gao threw the fan in her hand to the ground fiercely, her teeth itching with anger: "What's the meaning of this? Everyone is going, but I can't go?"