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

Having an affair in the palace is a serious crime, no matter if it is a guard, a palace maid, or a concubine!

Everything has become different in this life.

Including He Quan in front of her, his lotus eyes with light pupils were cold, but there was no malice when he looked at her.

Zhao Yue nodded, indicating that she would not make a sound. Only then did he let go of her hand and took a step back.

The two of them were speechless.

"No... wait for me to sleep with you first... okay... well... don't be impatient..."

The woman's voice became louder, and the two men could hear it clearly.

Zhao Yue turned her face away uncomfortably, her earlobes a little red, and glanced at He Quan in front of her.

Still cold and expressionless.

Her irritability suddenly disappeared, and then she frowned.

This voice is so familiar.

Zhaoyue turned around, lay on the shelf, quietly moved the book a little, and put his eyes close to it.

Two figures were entangled in each other's arms and kissing passionately. The man was tall and wore the brown official uniform of the Blue Feather Feathered Guard. His palms were rubbing the woman's waist and moving down to lift up her skirt.

But he was immediately stopped by a white hand. The woman, wearing a light-colored satin long skirt, said softly to the man: "Brother Yan... spare Xin'er..."

Zhaoyue squatted down a little.

A gentle and elegant face, as gentle as a gentle breeze and with tears falling from pear blossoms, caught Zhaoyue's eyes.

Ning, Ru, Xin.

This face, which she had been fighting with for a long time, looked a few years younger. Even if it turned into ashes, she would still recognize it.

But why would Ning Ruxin have a secret meeting with the Yulin Guards here? Doesn't she only have His Majesty in her heart?

Her innocence and gentleness make her the only one who can confide in His Majesty.

And she is the demon blood on the bed and the demon concubine in the mouths of the civil officials.

One is gentle and the other is charming. They are evenly matched in the entire harem and are inseparable in their fight.

Zhao Yue thought about those days and her eyes darkened. After the two men left, she still turned her back to He Quan and stared blankly.

He Quan looked at her, sometimes peeping, sometimes excited, and now like an eggplant hit by frost, extremely depressed, with a slight frown on his brows.

I had to speak first: "Who are you?"

Zhao Yue was awakened at this point, and turned around to face him: "I, I'm new here... a maid cleaning the Pillow Book House."

Maid.

He Quan looked at her. She was wearing exquisite clothes and her face was even more... She had followed him all the way to this place.

How could she be a maid?

Could it be that his identity attracted attention?

The face in front of him did not match any of the palace concubines in his mind. He Quan's eyes sank, dark and unclear. The feeling of oppression and the approaching body came towards Zhao Yue.

He bent his elbow and placed it across Zhaoyue's neck without any hesitation. His slightly hoarse voice became even darker: "Who are you?"

"Cough...cough..."

Zhao Yue pressed herself against the bookshelf, being suppressed without any ability to fight back, and began to cough awkwardly: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

She quickly raised her hand and patted He Quan's arm.

The man then relaxed a little.

Still as violent and annoying as in the previous life, Zhaoyue muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" He Quan couldn't hear clearly and frowned tightly.

"I said, I'm a new concubine in the palace. I accidentally got lost today and only saw you. But you walked too fast, so I had to chase you all the way here."

Zhao Yue looked at him with clear and innocent eyes. Her raised eyes could seduce people unintentionally: "I just wanted to know how to get back to Ningzhu Pavilion... I didn't expect to see such a thing..."

He Quan was indifferent. After a long time, he seemed to believe this and let go of her hand: "There is no one with you, young master, how dare you go with a strange man...slave."

He swallowed the word "man".

Zhao Yue smiled: "You are good-looking, and I am good-looking too. Good-looking people are kind-hearted. You will definitely not ignore me, right?"

She came closer, and looked straight at him with her fox eyes, which were like a clear spring, rippling with water.

The fruity scent on her body was clear, sweet and pure, spreading over the man's nose.

He Quan's expression was calm. He just walked away from her and said coldly, "My lady, please be careful with your words."

Zhaoyue lowered her eyes, only her long, crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although she was a concubine, she was just a teenager raised by a beautiful girl in the family.

After more than ten seconds of silence, He Quan finally spoke: "I will send the young master back."

"Really, thank you."

She raised her face and smiled.

"You are the master, there is no need to thank me." Although he said this, he kept his back straight and did not show the fawning, flattering and humble attitude of ordinary servants.

Zhao Yue pretended not to see anything and followed him, flattering him calmly: "Although I am the master and you are the servant, in Tianzhao City, aren't we all people who eat the royal family's offerings? If so, aren't we all the same? The master's life is noble, so are your lives more insignificant...?"

The figure in front stopped, and Zhaoyue didn't have time to react and bumped into him.

The purple jade hibiscus earrings made a few crisp sounds when they collided.

Zhao Yue covered her nose: "You."

He Quan turned around, and there was something different in his lotus eyes: "Is this what the young lady thinks?"

Zhao Yue swallowed and said, "Of course."

In order to make her look innocent, he added: "Perhaps you will come to serve me. It is always good to be kind to others. If what happened today makes you unhappy, what if you really make trouble for me when you come to serve me in the palace in the future?"

He Quan looked at her, her pair of innocent and charming fox eyes, which seemed to be filled with clear spring water, sparkling, and her rosy cheeks and tender lips. This was a face that was bound to be favored.

How can the old people in Zhu Dingyuan's mansion compare to the fresh and delicate flowers.

"It is a blessing for the servants in this palace that the young master can think this way."

Zhao Yue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his expression had softened a little.

In her previous life, she first met He Quan in Ning Ruxin Palace. At that time, she was fighting fiercely with him. Seeing such a eunuch standing next to her, she was even more angry, so she said some unpleasant words.

But she had no idea that this eunuch was so vengeful and that he teamed up with Prince Duan Ze to force the emperor to abdicate and became the Ninth Thousand Year Old Prince.

This time, his impression of himself should be much better.

After leaving Zhenshang Building, He Quan walked behind her, bending his body slightly, his expression still distant and cold.

Zhao Yue couldn't help but speak: "Just now, what we saw just now..."

He Quan motioned her to stop talking: "My lady, do you know him?"

"I think I saw her during the talent show. Her beauty is unforgettable. She must be a concubine."

If a concubine has an affair with a guard, she will be punished if discovered.

"I will pretend that I didn't see anything about this matter. You should take care of yourselves, my lady. I am just an ordinary eunuch in the palace." He Quan took a step back.

"Go straight ahead and you will see the eaves of Ningzhu Pavilion."

Zhaoyue wanted to say something, but he left so decisively, as if he didn't want to say another word to her.

Looking at his back, Zhaoyue stomped her feet angrily.

Damn it, she hasn’t had the chance to discredit Ning Ruxin yet.

What if she uses sweet words to coax Quan He over to become the chief eunuch!