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

Ning Ruxin hummed and smiled faintly at her.

"Is Concubine Ning feeling better?" Zhao Yue asked.

"Much better, thank you for your concern, sister." After she said that, she lifted the curtain and looked outside.

Today, they are not dressed like nobles in the palace, but more like the carefree young ladies from wealthy families before entering the palace.

Lan'er: "My lady, we're here."

Ning Ruxin nodded to her and got off the carriage first. Zhaoyue took a sip of scented tea and followed.

Zhu Dingyuan and the queen stood together. Today they were wearing bright mist-colored casual clothes and single-silk silk skirts embroidered with phoenix tails. They looked like an ordinary couple, with two beautiful concubines.

The Yulin Guards were wearing black official uniforms, so the common people thought they were just some dignitaries and automatically made way for them, looking at them secretly and marveling at their beauty.

The Queen has been looking good these past few days. She walked with His Majesty and said to Zhaoyue and the others, "I heard that a miraculous doctor came to the Medicine King Temple, so I asked Your Majesty to bring me to see him. If you two sisters feel bored, you can walk around the temple."

Zhu Dingyuan: "Since you are all here, let the miracle doctor take a look."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the Queen, for your concern." Ning Ruxin smiled softly.

Zhaoyue followed obediently without saying a word.

This miracle doctor was very arrogant and only saw three people a day. He had already seen one patient before they came. Zhu Dingyuan's face turned cold, but the miracle doctor still had a good reputation here, so he could not mobilize troops.

Zhao Yue said quickly: "I am in good health, so I won't bother the miracle doctor. Besides, everyone in the Imperial Hospital is a medical expert." She approached Zhu Dingyuan and whispered coquettishly: "I don't care about it. This miracle doctor is so arrogant, is he just an embroidered pillow?"

Zhu Dingyuan's eyes sparkled with laughter, and he said in a low voice, "Nonsense."

Then he asked Ning Ruxin to accompany the queen, gave Huang Quan a few instructions, and sat in the temple with Zhaoyue waiting.

Huang Quan went somewhere unknown, and when he came back he presented something.

Zhaoyue was watching people in the distance making wishes into the pool and found it quite strange when suddenly something appeared on his face.

"His Majesty……"

Zhu Dingyuan put up the veil for her and said, "Yue'er is extremely beautiful. I don't want others to see her."

Zhao Yue pretended to be shy and lowered her eyes: "Your Majesty is always able to make me happy."

"I'll take you somewhere."

Zhu Dingyuan took her hand and told Huang Quan and others to follow her from a distance. Zhaoyue didn't understand why, but still followed him out from the back of the temple and finally came to a somewhat remote hall where a golden arhat stood.

"Your Majesty?" Zhao Yue called him.

"Look." Zhu Dingyuan looked at the Guanyin statue in the middle and curled his lips at her.

"Is this... Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth?" Zhao Yue was stunned for a moment, but quickly figured it out.

"I have asked all irrelevant people to leave. Only Yue'er and I are left. This statue of Guanyin is very effective. I have few children in my harem. I hope Yue'er can give birth to a healthy and smart child for me... Okay..."

Zhu Dingyuan put his arms around her waist, with a familiar look of lust in his eyes. Zhaoyue's heart skipped a beat, and she felt more and more that he was not normal.

She quickly placed her hand in front of Zhu Dingyuan and said, "I will. Your Majesty is young and healthy, and there will be new sisters entering the palace. Your Majesty is still worried about not having children." She pretended to be jealous.

Zhu Dingyuan was in a better mood: "I don't know what's wrong with me, I really like being with you..."

Then he was about to kiss her on the lips.

This was in front of the Bodhisattva. Zhao Yue's eyes froze and she avoided his kiss: "Your Majesty...I am shy..."

Zhu Dingyuan was clearly not a lustful person. In his previous life, he only lost control on her bed, but that was the effect of the passion incense. The rest of the time he was clear-headed and measured.

What happened in this life? Is the warm stone given by He Quan really that powerful, or... has he changed too?

Zhaoyue leaned in his arms, Zhu Dingyuan...is this your true nature?

"I hope that my first child... will be born by Yue'er." Zhu Dingyuan hugged her and said softly.

Zhaoyue knelt on the cushion with him and made a wish. Of course, in her heart she was just asking the Buddha if she could have meat for dinner, as she had been feeling very uncomfortable with the fasting these days.

Zhu Dingyuan picked up the thrown bamboo stick and smiled: "Yue'er, the Bodhisattva said it's good."

"Really? I'm so happy."

What's good? Can I eat meat at night?

-

In the Medicine God Temple.

The queen's ruddy face before she came was now unusually ugly. Her voice trembled slightly: "Divine Doctor, are you serious...are you serious?"

This miracle doctor was over fifty years old, with silver hair and a white beard. He wore ordinary robes, but one of his eyes was blood red, making him look both good and evil, which was very frightening.

He closed his bloodshot eyes and immediately said kindly, "Your Majesty, you may not believe me, but I am incompetent. Your illness is incurable. I am powerless to save you. Please go back."

The queen clenched her fingers and said, "How long can I live?"

"When ice and snow melt, all things come back to life..." He sighed.

"Then how long can I live with the method you mentioned?"

The doctor opened his bloodshot eyes and his voice became hoarse: "Five years at most, three years at least, and you can keep your beauty forever. Madam...what are you hesitating about?"

The queen stood up, her body trembling: "Monster...you are talking nonsense, how can someone like you be a miracle doctor."

He was calm and laughed, "Your Highness... please carefully consider the cooperation I mentioned. If you want to see me, please send someone to the temple." He threw a pitch-black token, "Your Highness, take care."

Ning Ruxin stood at the door. Seeing the queen coming out with a pale face, she hurriedly helped her up and said, "My queen, what's wrong with you?"

"The doctor said that I am fine, but I have been a little nervous due to the bumpy ride in the car for the past few days." She asked Aunt Zhu to help her, "You can go in."

After Ning Ruxin went in, she sat on a stool and felt like she was in an ice cellar: "Zhu'er, is winter coming?"

"There are still two months left, madam. Are you feeling cold? I will go get you a cloak."

The Queen looked straight ahead.

Zhu Dingyuan was walking towards them with Zhaoyue. There was a smile in his warm eyes. He looked at her with all his heart and even held her hand. Zhaoyue had a graceful figure and he was handsome. What a perfect match they were.

If she died, who would take the throne of empress? The stunning Concubine Zhao, the gentle Concubine Ning, the sweet-mouthed but sharp-tongued Concubine Gao, or some other beauty.

Her nails dug into the flesh of her palms, causing severe pain, but it also made her realize that she had to survive.

She is His Majesty's first wife, the Nangong Yunyun who helped him seize the throne.

Zhaoyue had already looked at her and asked Zhu Dingyuan to put down her hand, but he found Zhaoyue's embarrassed look very interesting and held her hand tightly in his palm: "Don't let go."

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is watching."

Zhu Dingyuan leaned against her and said, "If you say something nice, I will do as you say."

"Your Majesty is the best husband in the world, please don't bully me."

Her eyes were sparkling with stars. Being stared at like this, Zhu Dingyuan was slightly dazed, as if he had really become the person she admired so much.

He let go of her hand and said, "From now on, Yue'er will call me Yuan Lang, okay?"