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

His Majesty ignored the news that Hua agreed to be injured and favored him, and it fell in the palaces along with the rain.

Concubine Fang was in Zhaoyue Palace, drinking the peach ginger tea that Taoxi had just brewed: "It tastes very good, without any bitterness of tea."

Zhao Yue was trimming the crabapple branches: "Although the rain is not heavy today, you won't be afraid of slipping."

"Nothing happened. You don't know that Lingpin was so angry when she heard that His Majesty favored Hua Da Ying that she smashed several vases in the room."

Concubine Fang laughed and sighed, "But His Majesty really likes her. He ran over to her without even putting up a sign."

She asked, "Is the flower promised to be beautiful?"

Finally, she shook her head: "No matter how beautiful she is, she can't be as beautiful as you. I should be on par with you."

Zhaoyue understood that Concubine Fang was depressed and jealous, so she came to talk to her.

"Isn't Your Majesty resting at her place?" Zhaoyue sat over and comforted.

Concubine Fang hissed, pulled Zhaoyue and lowered her voice: "Sister, you don't know, when His Majesty went to Hua Ying's place, the two of them made a big noise, and I heard that they also...something like the God of Drunk..."

Zhao Yue was surprised: "Where did you hear that, sister? People in the palace always make up stories. I have seen Hua Yingda, and I don't think she would do that."

"You." Concubine Fang poked her forehead and said, "You are so stupid. There are endless ways to win favor in the harem. Be careful that she will snatch your favor."

Zhao Yue pretended to surrender: "It's all my fault for being stupid and making me angry."

Concubine Fang couldn't help laughing, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes: "I would rather be you, but seeing that you can't win the heart of His Majesty with your appearance, I feel even more pathetic."

"Heart?" Zhaoyue was silent.

She put the hot tea into Concubine Fang's hands, her lips curved: "Sister, the emperor has no heart, only pampering."

Concubine Fang lowered her eyes: "Maybe I'm getting old, I always think about random things."

Zhaoyue pursed her lips, not knowing how to comfort herself. She was the same in her previous life, wanting Zhu Dingyuan's heart. How tempting it was to win the heart of an emperor.

But she failed.

Now she doesn't need illusory love, she just wants Zhu Dingyuan to give her supreme grace.

As long as the incense given by He Quan is really effective, she will be able to entangle Zhu Dingyuan like a leech. By then, how can he distinguish between love and favor?

"My sister went back first, so I went to the garden to see the rain."

Zhao Yue stood up and said, "Little Quanzi, send Concubine Fang out."

Concubine Fang looked at the person holding an umbrella next to her. He was much taller than her, with ordinary facial features, but beautiful eyes and an inexplicable temperament.

She was moved: "Are you the chief eunuch of Lady Zhao?"

"Your Majesty, yes." He Quan lowered his eyes, and the mole on his nose was like a cinnabar dot.

"That's good. The people around my sister are all good." She turned her head and said, "No need to send me off."

"Go slowly, madam."

-

When He Quan came back, he saw Zhao Yue lazily sitting on the couch with a soft pillow under her arm. She was peeling a mandarin orange: "Go and get the cloud cake that Tao Xi made."

When he came back, Zhaoyue was still holding the mandarin orange in his hand.

He took it away reluctantly, and stood beside Zhao Yue to help her peel it: "What do you think of what Concubine Fang said just now?"

"What are you thinking about? Are you talking about her question about whether she is worried that Hua Yingda will snatch my favor?"

Zhao Yue smiled and stretched out her hand: "You don't believe in the Nuan Xiang that you blew so hard, or you don't believe that I have the ability to charm Zhu Dingyuan."

He Quan did not put it in her palm, but fed the mandarin orange to her lips, with a smile in his eyes: "Don't dare, the young master naturally has this ability."

He just liked to see Zhaoyue’s proud look, which was very cute, and there was a kind of silliness that didn’t match her charming face.

Zhao Yue swallowed the mandarin orange and stretched out her little foot to kick his leg: "Did you hear what Concubine Fang said? Her tactics may work occasionally, but if she keeps doing this, there's no guarantee that she won't cause trouble. What if the news reaches the Queen Mother's ears?"

"My lady, are you worried about her?" He Quan let her little feet do whatever they wanted.

"Not really... I just feel that she is a little pitiful..." Like her, they are all poor people who had no choice but to enter the palace.

"This is her own choice, and it's time to finish it." He Quan put her feet back into the quilt, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "I didn't hear it clearly. What did Concubine Fang say? My lady, please tell me in detail..."

Zhaoyue avoided his burning gaze: "You, you clearly heard it." She didn't want to say it.

He Quan actually made a pitiful expression and took her hand: "Tell me... I really didn't hear clearly. My lady, if you don't tell me everything, how can I help you, right..."

Zhao Yue was so annoyed that she blushed and said, "She said that she took the Immortal Intoxicant and poured it on herself... and asked His Majesty... and even put some wine in her mouth..."

She closed her mouth: "Don't ask, I can't tell you."

Taoxi came out from behind: "What are you talking about, young master?"

He Quan stopped teasing her and replied to Tao Xi with a smile: "It is said that Concubine Fang left in a hurry just now, and it seems that she left something behind."

Taoxi walked to the table and said, "It's a sachet, my lady. Do you want to give it to Concubine Fang?"

"Well, let's go after the rain stops."

Zhao Yue looked at He Quan and said, "You, wait and send it off."

He Quan frowned and said hesitantly, "My lady, why don't you let Taoxi go?"

"Taoxi has other things to do, so what's wrong with asking you to run over?" Zhaoyue gave him a sidelong glance.

Taoxi put down the sachet and quietly left the room.

"It's not that I don't want to go, but the way Concubine Fang looked at me just now was very unusual."

Zhao Yue put down the cloud cake in her hand and looked up and down at He Quan, who was wearing a human skin mask, with a strange look on her face. Then she burst out laughing: "Little Quan, you have an inexplicable confidence in yourself."

……

He Quan sighed: "My lady, look at why Concubine Fang is talking to you."

"I'm bored. It's normal to hang out with concubines who have a good relationship with me."

"The nights are long. Your Majesty only comes to the harem half of the time in a month. Sometimes he is busy and comes for three to five days. He rests here today and there tomorrow. Many young ladies have never even seen Your Majesty."

He Quan said, with a smile on his face: "Empress Fang may seem ruthless to Your Majesty, but she still hopes in her heart. Even if she endures loneliness now to get along with you, after a long time, watching you rise to prominence, will she still be as close to your sisters as she is now?"

Zhao Yue nodded to He Quan thoughtfully, and he walked closer.

Her slender white fingers hooked onto the fine beaded chain hanging from his lapel.

He Quan was pulled over, propped up his arms, looked at Zhao Yue who was glaring at her, and leaned against the couch seductively: "The night is long... Then let her have no time to think about these things. Xiao Quanzi, this matter... You can definitely do it, right?"

Her foxy eyes blinked slightly, revealing a mischievous look.

He Quan's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and his eyes accidentally fell on her delicate lips: "Slave... obey your command."