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

After coming out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhaoyue took the sedan chair back to Ningzhu Pavilion.

After she entered, she sat down on the chair tiredly: "Taoxi, water."

He Quan followed her in and closed the door.

Taoxi quickly offered the tea: "My lady, what's wrong? His Majesty doesn't even allow me to drink water?"

She glanced at He Quan again: "Who are you? Hey, don't touch the young lady's flowers."

Zhao Yue took a few big gulps before she felt her throat was better: "He is Xiao Quanzi."

Taoxi stopped picking up the vase and was extremely surprised: "Xiao Quanzi? What's wrong with your face..."

He Quan smiled, put his hands on his face and peeled gently. Taoxi covered her mouth in fear, and saw his handsome cheeks appear, with a thin piece of "human skin" in his hands.

He raised his eyebrows: "It seems that my disguise skills have reached perfection."

Zhao Yue gave him a look, signaling him not to tease Tao Xi: "I have been singing for His Majesty, and my throat is about to smoke."

"Then I will go and make some pear water for you to soothe your throat. You can have some fruit first."

Zhaoyue looked at the red fruits on the plate with a strange expression.

She fell asleep in the hot spring pool and had a strange dream. When she woke up, there was still the sweet taste of red fruits in her mouth.

Zhao Yue pushed the plate away. He Quan saw this scene after watering the crabapple: "What's wrong, young lady, don't you want to eat?"

"Too sweet." Zhao Yue stood up and took off the hairpin from her bun: "I'll take a break. Call me when Tao Xi is done cooking."

He Quan came over and held her wrist, stopping her rather rude action: "Let me do it."

He was much taller than Zhao Yue, and he stood in front of her, very close to her. Zhao Yue smelled his fragrance, reached out her hand to play with the tassels on his collar, and said lazily: "You hang around in my palace every day, your body is full of pollen smell, attracting bees and butterflies."

He Quan loosened her hair and chuckled, "My lady has already said that I am in Ningzhu Pavilion every day. You are not the only butterfly here."

The last hairpin was taken off, and the three thousand black hair fell on the shoulders.

He pinched Zhaoyue's chin: "It's still the most beautiful one."

"You're so sweet." Zhao Yue curved her eyebrows and gently pushed him with her bare hands: "Go down, your little master needs to rest."

He Quan lifted her wrist and took off the bracelet: "It's not good for you to wear this in the palace, my lady. I will help you polish it into emerald green earrings. You can't tell the color, but you can wear it."

"Yeah." Zhaoyue thought it was feasible and obediently let him take it.

"My lord, please take a rest."

He Quan covered her with the quilt. Zhao Yue huddled in the quilt and looked at him: "Little Quanzi, you are becoming more and more like a housekeeper."

She is the focus of everything, which feels good and she likes it.

Zhaoyue closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He Quan blew out the candle, leaving only one, and waited until she fell asleep before getting up and tucking the quilt for her. He touched her hand, which was warm, and reached in to touch her ankle, which was ice-cold.

Her feet were small, only about the size of his palm, but her whole feet were cold.

He couldn't help but sigh and went to the old woman to pour water: "Don't take a word the imperial physician said to heart."

He Quan placed the hot water bottle at her feet, then pushed the door open and left. Tao Xi happened to bring in pear soup: "Is the young lady asleep?"

"Give it to me." He Quan took it.

He did not wake Zhaoyue up, but took the drink to the small kitchen nearby to warm it up. He Quan sat on the stool with his eyes closed and took a light nap. He practiced martial arts and had a good hearing. Even if Zhaoyue woke up and called him, he could still have a sip of the hot drink.

It rained in the evening.

Zhaoyue would always feel her feet were particularly cold when she slept late at night, so sometimes she would ask Taoxi to pour hot water into her feet, but sometimes she would forget and she would just spend the night in confusion.

She opened her eyes, hummed comfortably, propped herself up, and her black hair fell from her shoulders to in front of her. When He Quan came in, he saw this picture of a sleeping beauty.

When Zhaoyue woke up, her eyes were still dazed, just like a confused deer in the forest. At this time, no matter what you fed her, she would open her lips blankly.

He Quan brought her some pear soup and fed her several mouthfuls before she came to her senses: "I, I haven't washed up yet."

His voice was nasal and muffled.

"It's right to wash after eating." He Quan was extremely domineering. He finished feeding the pear soup and asked: "How does your throat feel?"

"Yesterday I felt uncomfortable because I hadn't used my voice for a long time. I feel much better after a night's sleep."

Zhao Yue thought about the temperature of the pear soup: "Did you get up so early?"

He Quan did not explain, and gathered her hair in front of her and put it behind her: "It's raining, the imperial edict in Huang Quan's hand will have to wait."

Zhao Yue came out from under the quilt and kicked the already cold hot water bottle. She smiled and said, "He is just a noble man. Should I be grateful to him?"

"Now that the young lady has a place in His Majesty's heart, there is naturally no need to rush." ​​He Quan also curled his lips and helped her wash up.

Zhao Yue sat in front of the dressing table and replied softly, "Are you saying that I am spoiled because of my favor?"

"I dare not." He put her hair up and picked out a hairpin made of silk and satin, which was strung with small pearls. It was exquisite and lovely.

"My lady is not arrogant because of her favor, but she has the capital to do so."

He Quan gently pinched her chin with his fingers, lifting her face so that she was looking at the carved bronze mirror in front of her.

Her face had lost the immaturity it had when she entered the palace, and the charm that had been nurtured by spring desire was gradually revealed from her bones. Even though she was wearing thick clothes, her charm was hidden in her dark eyebrows and green hair. Her slightly open red lips were enough to make people's blood boil.

It is truly as bright as spring flowers and as bright as the autumn moon.

She is the most beautiful and charming concubine in the world.

Zhao Yue smiled and said, "Tell me, is the Imperial Concubine's smile sweet?"

"My Lord, you will know after you try it yourself, right?"

-

The rain was getting heavier, and the raindrops were hitting the palace road. The gloomy sky made people feel disgusted and their mood became heavy.

In Fengyi Palace.

The queen sat on the couch peeling lotus seeds and looked outside: "Such a heavy autumn rain will probably crush the flowers in the imperial garden."

Concubine Qi was sitting below, copying calligraphy, but her face was not very good: "Your Majesty is still concerned about flowers at this time."

The Queen put down the lotus seeds and said: "I asked you to learn calligraphy so that you can calm your mind. How can you please His Majesty if you are so impetuous every day?"

She pursed her lips indignantly: "I am not calm... Noble Lady Zhao, Concubine Ning, and that Hua Yingying... Who is the one who is calm and attentive?"

When she thought about how Zhaoyue had gone to the Hot Spring Palace with His Majesty and had been promoted when she came back, she got so angry that her pen tilted and she wasted another piece of paper.

Seeing her talking back, the queen's face turned cold: "You are also an old man in the palace. Do you have the appearance of Zhao Guiren or Ruhua's insolence? Even if I asked you to learn to be gentle like Ning Changzai, you can't learn even a little bit."

She raised her eyebrows and said, "A rotten tree cannot be carved. Forget it. You can go back."

Concubine Qi was panicked and quickly knelt down, saying pitifully: "Your Majesty... My appearance and family background are not as good as others, but I have served Your Majesty with all my heart and soul, but I cannot please Your Majesty, so I..."

She was about to cry.

The Queen's expression softened, and she motioned for her to stand up. "You have always had a hard time under Concubine Ling. I naturally pity you, so I asked you to come here. Concubine Qi, besides favor, what is the most important thing in the harem?"

She was stunned and said hesitantly: "And... offspring...?"