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

In the evening, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky.

Zhao Yue thought about the look He Quan gave her when he left.

It seems like he is determined to win, and yet he is extremely unrestrained.

Her heartbeat quickened.

He is not a handsome and elegant young man, nor a gentle and unparalleled gentleman. He is still himself, cold and aloof, harboring ambitions and extremely dangerous.

But she was also attracted to him like this, and no one should be able to resist him. She was very similar to him. When she took a step forward, he retreated a point, and when he attacked an inch, she would retreat into her protective shell.

It's so entangled and hard to untangle.

Zhao Yue sighed and pulled the quilt up to cover his head.

Forget it, forget it, why think about these things.

Taoxi knocked on the door: "My lady, have you rested? I have something for you."

Zhao Yue poked his head out but didn't respond.

"My lady, Xiao Quanzi said it was a very important matter, so I'll let you in." Taoxi pushed open the door, and Zhaoyue suddenly turned sideways.

Taoxi put the things on the table.

She scratched her head as she went out: "It's weird, why didn't Xiao Quanzi send herself off? She had to tell her what to say the whole afternoon. The master is the same, he left as soon as he saw Xiao Quanzi."

Forget it. Instead of thinking about these things, I might as well go make some midnight snack with Qiuju.

After she left, Zhaoyue sat up and looked at the things on the table.

Still unable to resist, he got off the bed barefoot: "Magic..."

She picked up the ordinary mailbox and took out the letter. When she unfolded it and saw the handwriting inside, her eyes immediately misted over and crystal tears welled up and fell on the yellow paper.

"Xiao Ran... Xiao Ran..."

Xiaoran is fine.

He was under strict guard in the mansion, but He Quan was able to deliver his handwritten letters to her. She didn't know if he had put in a lot of effort.

But looking at the letter at this moment, she was grateful to He Quan.

Zhaoyue felt the handwriting on the letter and read it several times before he was reluctant to burn it.

She pushed open the door and wanted to find He Quan, but was picked up by a figure who appeared next to the red pillar. He Quan frowned and said, "Why are you not wearing shoes?"

He Quan held her, closed the door, and put her on the bed: "I have been outside all the time, just call me, my lady." He said in a reproachful tone.

Zhao Yue's tears had stopped, but now she couldn't help but burst out when she saw him. She hiccuped, "You, I don't know..."

She grabbed He Quan's collar pitifully: "How do you know about Xiaoran? Has Xiaoran lost weight? Has he grown taller... um..."

He Quan let her pull him, but held her feet with his hands: "It's so cold, I'll go and fill the hot water bottle for you first, okay?"

Zhao Yue finally let him go, but her face was downcast: "Why, why are you holding my feet... wuwu... so dirty..."

He Quan said helplessly: "It's not dirty, my lady is not dirty at all."

He wanted to get some hot water, but Zhaoyue was crying bitterly, and every tear hit his heart. He felt that if he left for a while, Zhaoyue would be like a little fox with no one to love her, so pitiful.

He Quan thought about it, picked her up from the bed again, and held her in his arms like a child: "Be good, don't cry."

Zhao Yue bit her lip, her tears stopped in fear, and she wrapped her legs around his waist: "What are you doing, put me down!"

As soon as she struggled, He Quan slapped her on the butt unceremoniously: "Don't move."

His low and hoarse voice came into her ears, like a stone rolling over her eardrum. The roughness made her earlobes turn red, as if she was being electrocuted.

She didn't dare to move.

He Quan poured water and was able to hold her steady with one hand, and chuckled, "That's good."

By the time he put the hot water bottle into the quilt, he put Zhaoyue on the bed and washed her feet, and then washed his own hands, Zhaoyue was already stupid and silent.

He sat on the edge of the bed: "What's wrong?"

Zhaoyue's tears had stopped long ago, only her eyes and nose were still red.

"You really know how to serve people."

He Quan smiled: "I only know how to serve you, my master."

Zhao Yue suppressed the smile on his lips: "Slippery tongue."

"When did you become suspicious?" She seemed to have never let the cat out of the bag, nor had she ever mentioned Zhaoran in front of him.

"Do you remember the time when I was injured? On the boat, the young master broke the boat."

Zhao Yue nodded: "Just because of this."

"The bracelet that the young lady likes, you said it was given to you by your mother." He Quan said in a low voice.

There was also Wei Ruoming, the Yulin Guard who appeared before the emperor went to bed. He was sent by the Minister of Rites.

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

If he hadn't interfered too much in what she was going to do, that person would have died at his hands long ago.

But if he has other intentions, then don't blame him for being cruel.

He Quan restrained his expression.

Zhao Yue suddenly realized: "Yes..." She smiled: "You remember everything I said."

Still keeping it in mind.

"Thank you, He Quan." Zhao Yue held his hand, her eyes clear: "Thank you so much."

He Quan's eyes were filled with distress, and he held her hand in his palm: "I will bring you news about him in the future, you don't have to worry about anything, I will take care of everything."

He has everything.

Zhaoyue thought that she would remember these words for the rest of her life. No one had ever stood behind her so steadily, never.

She smiled and said, "You know my secret. Now we are inseparable."

She came close to He Quan and asked quietly, "What about you? What's your secret?"

He Quan's eyes were full of understanding: "I will tell you later, young master."

Telling her now would only put her in danger.

Zhaoyue didn't ask any more questions. She leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes. "No one knows that I'm not the Shangshu's daughter. Not even Taoxi. I've always been careful to be the 'first daughter of a wealthy family' and Zhu Dingyuan's noblewoman. Tonight, I can finally be Zhaoyue."

Her voice was muffled, like raindrops, silently hitting He Quan's heart, creating ripples one after another.

He embraced her: "To me, you are the bright moon. My heart...is bright."

Zhaoyue would not cry and ask him to rescue Zhaoran, nor would she ask him to help kill the Minister of Rites. She only needed He Quan to help him ensure Xiaoran's safety.

That's enough.

She still needs this identity to sit firmly in the harem and finally make them get the punishment they deserve. Wouldn't that be great?

Zhao Yue snuggled in He Quan's arms and laughed out loud. The scent of the crabapple tree made her body and mind feel comfortable. Sleepiness swept over her like a tide. She found a comfortable position and slowly fell asleep.

After He Quan applied the medicine on her, he restrained himself and kissed her on the forehead before leaving through the window.

-

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The Jingshifang also handed over their cards, and the first one was Ning Ruxin: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to turn over your card."

Zhu Dingyuan looked at it and said, "Where is the nameplate of Concubine Zhao?"

"Your Majesty, Concubine Zhao is not well yet."

Huang Quan saw his indifferent expression and said, "Go away, you have no sense."

The Jingshifang had no choice but to leave in disgrace, holding the sign. Zhu Dingyuan thought about Zhaoyue's appearance, and felt really hot in his heart, but he didn't want to scare her, so he suddenly thought: "How is Hua Da Ying?"

Huang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "The doctor said it's not serious, but if you sprain your ankle you'll have to rest for a few days."

Zhu Dingyuan seemed to have not heard: "Go and have a look."

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