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

Tao Xi saw her come out and looked unhappy: "My lady, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yue supported He Quan's hand and threw the notebook in her arms to him: "Go back quickly."

After returning to Ningzhu Pavilion, Zhaoyue finally felt more at ease. Taoxi led Qiuju to make lunch, and Hequan closed the door, walked up to her and took out the book: "What's wrong?"

"Look for yourself." Zhao Yue took a sip of scented tea, which helped to dispel the heat on her cheeks.

He Quan understood the title of the book after just one glance, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Hua Da Ying is really sincere, and is willing to give such a good thing to the young lady."

He leaned in closer and asked, "Does Hua promise to be pretty?"

Zhao Yue glanced at him and said: "He is above average in appearance, but he has some merits."

"What a pity." He Quan understood: "Since she has returned the favor, you should just keep it for now."

He pointed to a place and said, "This book is full of pearls. It analyzes the relationship between men and women so clearly, and even contains a method to restore the perfect body."

Zhao Yue took a look and said, "There is such a method. This is a banned book."

She suddenly thought: "You said Hua promised not to..."

He Quan said meaningfully: "She claimed to be innocent and became a mistress, but no one knows if it is true."

If she was not innocent, His Majesty would never take her into the harem. She would have only two choices: die or become a nun and live out her life in seclusion.

After all, who would dare to ask for a dancer who has been favored by His Majesty?

She climbed onto the dragon bed, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse, but it was better than being a dancer. Zhao Yue sighed and was too lazy to meddle in other people's business: "Find a place where no one is around to burn it."

"Burned?" He Quan flipped through a few pages and said, "My lady, don't you want to give it to His Majesty to try? It would be very beneficial for men to learn it. It's very rare."

When Zhaoyue saw those lines of words, her eyelids turned red with shame. Compared with these, the erotic picture books she had secretly peeked at were nothing.

"You, take it away quickly, His Majesty doesn't need it." Zhao Yue turned his head.

He Quan pretended to feel sorry and said, "Then I will keep it for you, my lady."

"Whatever you want!" Zhao Yue really had no idea why he was teasing her on purpose, so she quickly picked up the water and drank several sips.

The smile on He Quan's face was too playful. She calmed down and suddenly said, "Don't try to keep it for yourself. It's useless for you, a eunuch, to learn it."

After she finished speaking, she raised her chin with some pride: "However, if you feel lonely during the long night, this book can comfort you a little."

"It's no use?"

"comfort?"

He Quan uttered these two words from his thin lips, his light eyes half-narrowed, and even the mole on the bridge of his nose became seductive. He stretched out his bony fingers to touch his cheek, and the human skin fell off, revealing a handsome and unfamiliar face.

He was originally standing in front of Zhaoyue, and now he took another step and stepped onto the small step leading to her couch.

Zhaoyue swallowed his saliva and felt a little dangerous.

As time went by, he lost some of his youthfulness. As long as he took off his eunuch official uniform and put on a black python robe, he really was the high and mighty Nine Thousand Year Old Man in his previous life.

"You..." She bit her lip nervously and backed away.

He Quan easily grabbed her wrist, pulled her in front of him, and looked at her in surprise.

The two people's breaths were close to each other, entangled together, Zhaoyue held her breath helplessly, her face flushed.

He Quan pinched her and said, "Why are you so nervous, young lady?"

He stepped back a little, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.

"I just feel a little uncomfortable with you suddenly being so close to me." Zhao Yue said softly.

He Quan stared at her drooping eyelashes and said hesitantly: "Are you... afraid of me?"

From the first time they met to when he served in her palace, she seemed to have no guard against him at all and never asked where he was going. Even when he was not in the palace, she was not curious at all.

She seemed comfortable with him, but as long as he showed a little oppression, she would involuntarily avoid him, and her eyes would be full of anxiety when she looked at him.

"What are you talking about? How could I be afraid of you? I am the master and you are the servant." Zhao Yue said dryly.

He Quan did not give up and lifted her face: "Why are you afraid of me?"

Zhao Yue felt uneasy as he stared at her. She pushed his hand away and didn't want to answer.

What can she say, because you burned me to death in the previous life?

Although it has been a long time, it happened and she can't just pretend nothing happened.

She had been acting for so long, why was he asking this question.

"Is this important?"

"important."

Zhao Yue's eyes flashed as she looked at his face, his delicate features, but something was indeed different, like his cold gaze became gentle towards her, and the cold fragrance on his body turned into the scent of crabapple, just like hers, like when he was around, she seemed to be not afraid of anything.

It seemed that she was not alone in the harem, Taoxi was also with her, and her ending would not be a silent death.

Suddenly I wanted to cry.

He Quan reached out and stroked her cheek: "If you don't want to say anything, then I will wait. Whenever you want to say something, I will be there."

Really? Has he really been there all this time?

Zhao Yue held back her tears and said, "Don't be sentimental. We are just partners. If one day I am no longer useful, you will definitely leave without looking back."

"You..." He Quan frowned: "Why do you say that?"

Confusion and anger flashed in his eyes. He suddenly pulled Zhaoyue into his arms, and as she looked at him in surprise, he kissed her tender red lips hard.

He doesn't act like a slave at all. How could a slave not be cautious and fawning when kissing?

He penetrated her without any hesitation, robbing the air from her lips. She resisted and tried to escape, but he strangled her tightly and held her tightly in his mouth, as if to punish her. He hooked her lips and embedded them into his body, making her inseparable from him.

Zhao Yue hit his shoulders with her hands, but to no avail. He held her wrists with great force, and she lost her strength. She was dizzy from the kiss and seemed to respond a few times in a daze. He Quan then became more and more bold in bullying her.

After a long time, He Quan stopped his actions with a gasp, looked at her ravaged and red lips, and caressed them with his fingertips with heartache.

His handsome face was also red, but he said, "My lady, you shouldn't have provoked me."

...?

Did she provoke him? She said something from her heart, and he suddenly kissed her.

If she said a few more words, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be...

Zhao Yue glared at his lower abdomen angrily, fortunately he was a eunuch!

After being kissed like this, the atmosphere between them became awkward. He Quan wiped the corner of her mouth with a wet towel: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Do you still want to serve His Majesty as the chief eunuch?"

"My lady..." He Quan took off the handkerchief: "You know what I am going to do, right?"

Zhaoyue looked at him and did not answer.

He Quan laughed, and he was 80% crazy and 20% sure: "I will succeed even if I don't go to him."

His eyes were dark and unclear. He had a better plan, the lives of Mingzhu and Zhu Dingyuan.

He wants it all.