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

When Zhu Dingyuan was eating noodles, she watched him quietly, with tenderness in her eyes. She waited until he put down his chopsticks before handing him the handkerchief.

"Here is some sour plum soup to help you get rid of the greasiness. Your Majesty, don't take too much, or you'll hurt your stomach."

"I remember that the imperial concubine was good at playing the zither, your concubine loved music, and you were quiet in nature, always holding calligraphy and copying it." He recalled.

The queen smiled and nodded: "Yes, Concubine Qi is afraid of heat, and she always made ice drinks to invite us to a small gathering in the summer. Later, after entering the palace, we all became masters, and the things we loved to do became less popular."

She looked at the sour plum soup: "Just like this bowl, the sour and sweet taste she made, paired with the fruit, the summer breeze is not dry, it is really a good scene."

The Queen spoke slowly, and seeing that Zhu Dingyuan's eyes seemed to be moved, she sighed, "Your Majesty loves the new sister, and you should remember to visit Concubine Qi and Concubine Fang occasionally... Although they don't say it, they are also looking forward to Your Majesty every day."

Zhu Dingyuan nodded when he heard this: "I am busy with official duties, I will go to see them when I have time."

"Then I will not bother your Majesty."

Seeing her purpose achieved, the Queen did not stay any longer, lest she should say too much and make many mistakes, thus annoying others.

After the queen left, Huang Quan asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to turn over the cards?"

Zhu Dingyuan put the sour plum soup on the table: "How long has it been since Concubine Fang had a miscarriage?"

"Your Majesty, it has been almost two months."

"Let's go to her palace and take a look."

"Go to the Suihe Palace!"

Suihe Palace.

When Cuiyun heard that His Majesty was coming, she happily laid out all her jewelry and said, "Your Majesty! Which hairpin do you want to choose? I will help you dress up."

Concubine Fang sat on the couch, her expression indifferent: "Pick one at random."

Cuiyun didn't understand: "My lady, His Majesty finally came here once, aren't you happy?"

Yes, it had been so long since she had her miscarriage, and today he suddenly remembered that he had a concubine, and she had to dress up and happily welcome him.

She moved her lips and said, "Women dress up to please themselves. I am naturally happy. Just choose the red one." But there seemed to be a layer of frost in her eyes.

Zhu Dingyuan stepped into the Suihe Palace and went straight into the main hall. Concubine Fang saluted him and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

He took her hand and said, "Sit down, what are you doing?"

Zhu Dingyuan saw the rice wine and cakes on the table and asked: "You have just recovered from a miscarriage, can you drink this rice wine?"

Concubine Fang: "The imperial physician said that I am fine. I made some cakes in the small kitchen today. I was greedy and asked Cuiyun to bring me some fermented rice wine. I only drank a little."

"You haven't changed much since you first entered the palace." Zhu Dingyuan looked at her cheek: "But you seem to have changed a little, and you are not as talkative as before."

He remembered that when Concubine Fang first entered the palace, she was the most casual person, loved riding and shooting arrows, and was full of heroism and vitality.

But now she looked at him with a faint smile, and became as gentle as the Queen and Concubine Gao.

"Time flies by like quicksand in my hand, and I will change naturally."

Zhu Dingyuan asked: "Do you blame me?"

Why blame him? Concubine Fang looked at his gentle face and saw the emperor's coldness and harshness hidden in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Blame him for always sharing his love with everyone, blame him for doting on everyone and then throwing it aside, or blame him for not knowing his own situation at all and ultimately losing the child.

Everything turned into a smile: "I don't complain."

Zhu Dingyuan also laughed: "I will drink with you. I remember that the cakes you made are not inferior to those made in the imperial kitchen."

He held Concubine Fang's hand and sat on the chair. Zhu Dingyuan drank the wine she offered him and said in a low voice: "We will have children together."

Concubine Fang looked into his eyes and struggled in her heart, but she could not resist his burning gaze and hummed with some grievance.

Half-heartedly, they drank a little but were not drunk. Zhu Dingyuan hugged her and went to bed. He smelled the faint fragrance on her body and suddenly lost interest. He kissed her cheek and said, "I won't touch you today. You are not fully recovered yet. I am worried."

Concubine Fang was lying beside him. After hearing these words, she felt upset and unhappy: "I understand."

Zhu Dingyuan patted her shoulder and said, "Go to sleep."

After he fell asleep, Concubine Fang opened her eyes tremblingly. Thinking of those words, she still felt sweet. She moved closer to his arms, smelled the ambergris on his body, and then closed her eyes again.

The red candle swayed, the flame went out, and the wax dripped onto the silver cup.

There was a commotion in Zi'eyuan, a side hall of Suihe Palace. Everyone was in a mess and no one knew what had happened.

Zhu Dingyuan was awakened and stood up: "What happened?"

Huang Quan was outside the door: "Your Majesty, it's Concubine Ling."

Concubine Fang's heart sank, and she took his arm: "Your Majesty...I will go and take a look."

Zhu Dingyuan comforted him, "It's okay, just take a rest."

Huang Quan: "Your Majesty, Concubine Ling drank and accidentally dropped the bottle. It's nothing serious, but she kept calling you, Your Majesty. I would like to ask Your Majesty to go and see her."

These words were extremely irritating to Concubine Fang's ears. She tightly grasped the silk quilt in her hands and said, "Your Majesty..."

Zhu Dingyuan frowned, knowing that it was Concubine Ling who was being naughty. He turned to Concubine Fang and smiled faintly: "I'll go see her, so that she won't make trouble again later."

Seeing him put on his outer robe, Concubine Fang turned pale: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"Be good, I'll be back soon." Zhu Dingyuan patted her shoulder and walked out quickly.

The door creaked open, and the moonlight shone in for a moment before immediately becoming dim. Concubine Fang looked at the tightly closed door, her lips trembling slightly.

Cuiyun: "My queen, don't be sad. His Majesty will definitely come back if he says so."

Concubine Fang sneered, "Really?"

In the Purple Elyx Garden, as soon as Zhu Dingyuan stepped in, he smelled a scent of alcohol. It was not the sweet wine he and Concubine Fang drank, but strong liquor. He looked unhappy and said, "You go down first."

Lingpin fell to the ground, actually wearing a theatrical costume, with her back to him and her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was covering her face and crying.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Dingyuan was a little impatient.

Hearing his voice, Lingpin turned around. She had an oval face and thin eyebrows, and her face always showed some little thoughts, which made her look silly and cute. She was always jealous, but Zhu Dingyuan didn't care much about it. He liked the clumsy look of Lingpin trying to please him.

Just like now.

He said coldly: "You are drunk in the palace in the middle of the night, are you going to cause trouble?"

When Lingpin saw that it was really him, she rushed to his feet and put her head on his knees. She had drunken eyes and rosy cheeks, and tears fell as soon as she said, "Your Majesty...it was really you...um...I heard that you came to Suihe Palace, but you didn't even look at me. I feel sad."

Zhu Dingyuan pinched her chin, made her look up at him, and touched her lips with his fingertips: "You were Concubine Ling before, look for yourself, you don't look like the head of a palace."

She placed her face on the man's palm lovingly: "Your Majesty has already said that it was in the past. Tonight, I am drunk and I dare not do or say anything."

"What are you afraid to do or say?" Zhu Dingyuan raised his eyebrows.

"I miss you so much." Lingpin held his hand and rubbed it against her cheek gently: "I can also dance and sing opera. Your Majesty, please don't leave tonight."