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

Huang Quan invited Zhao Yue to come in directly with a smiling face.

"Thank you, General Manager."

Zhao Yue stepped into the inner hall where Zhu Dingyuan handled government affairs. He was sitting cross-legged on the dragon couch without reading the memorials, looking a little tired.

He saw Zhaoyue coming and smiled: "You are here, is it cold outside?"

Zhaoyue took off her cloak, revealing a fishtail skirt with a pattern of butterflies and flowers underneath. A ribbon was tied around her waist, making her look even more slender. She took off a hairpin and let her long hair fall down.

It was also tied with a white satin ribbon. As she walked, her long hair swayed behind her, like a long tail growing out of thin air, so vivid and charming.

"I'm not cold. I'm just feeling very hot when I think about meeting Your Majesty..." she said softly, placing the scroll in her hand on the table.

Zhu Dingyuan paused for breath, and was fascinated by her steps. He stretched out his hand: "Yue'er is good at coaxing me, come here."

Zhao Yue walked to the red-gold dragon-patterned incense burner first and said, "Your Majesty's ambergris has gone out. I will light it first."

Zhu Dingyuan looked at her back.

She had a graceful figure, and she was the only one who wore a fishtail skirt. The material was like floating light, gleaming in the light. Her long hair just reached her hips, and it must have touched her lightly when it swayed. His eyes darkened, and the uncontrollable heat came out again.

When Zhao Yue came in front of him, he lowered his voice and said, "Who allowed you to dress like this? Even your hair is not in compliance with the rules."

Having said this, he pulled Zhaoyue into his arms.

The low-cut collar of the dress would inadvertently reveal the snow-white skin at the collarbone. Zhu Dingyuan looked at the beauty lying in his arms like a mermaid, and his breathing became heavier: "Even the queen didn't notice these details. Yue'er cares about me so much, I am happy."

Zhao Yue smiled and said, "Your Majesty has asked so many questions, which one should Yue Er answer first?"

Just like a fox.

Zhu Dingyuan reached out his hand and stroked her hair: "I want any of you to talk to me. I was busy in the past and neglected Yue'er. Will Yue'er be unhappy?"

Zhao Yue stretched out her hand and placed it on his lips: "Your Majesty is doing this for the sake of the world. As long as Your Majesty thinks of me, Yue'er will be happy every day."

Zhu Dingyuan smelled her refreshing crabapple fragrance, and finally dispelled some of the fatigue from government affairs. He hugged her tightly and let Zhaoyue sit more comfortably: "What is this?"

He picked up the scroll on the table and asked, "Is this the famous painting that Yue'er found for me?"

It was common for concubines to find some precious calligraphy and paintings for him, and it was not surprising.

Zhao Yue bit her lip and said unconfidently, "Yes...I drew it." She looked up at the man and asked, her eyes slightly raised, seductively, "Your Majesty, you won't dislike it, will you?"

Zhu Dingyuan was somewhat surprised. He unfolded the painting and looked at the painting which was not really "good-looking" and said, "Unique. I have never seen such a unique one..."

He glimpsed the inscription: "Unique Crab."

"As long as your Majesty likes it."

"I'll order someone to frame the painting and send it to the Yangxin Palace to hang it, okay?" Zhu Dingyuan looked at her stunning face and coaxed her with great courtesy.

"Your Majesty looks very tired. Didn't you get enough rest?" Zhao Yue said, looking at the blue color under his eyes.

"Many things are piled up at the same time. The Queen just asked me whether Prince Duanze's birthday should be held in the palace or in his mansion." Zhu Dingyuan rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I have to make the decision on everything. She also always advises me to sit with Concubine Qi and the others so as not to disappoint the old people."

His tone was a little cold: "Are you saying that I am fickle and fickle?"

Seeing that he was angry, Zhao Yue straightened up and looked at him: "Because you are His Majesty, the Queen will come to you for everything. The Queen is the support of the concubines, but you are also the support of the Queen. Please don't be angry, okay?"

She said coquettishly: "The wise work with their minds, the capable work with their bodies. Your Majesty will naturally work with both your mind and your body."

Zhu Dingyuan felt extremely comfortable after hearing these words. The concubines in the harem could only grumble at him, and even Concubine Gao became even more petty.

Only Zhaoyue is his listener and his sleeping object. She is well-behaved and sensible, and does not compete for favor.

Thinking of this, Zhu Dingyuan suddenly frowned: "Yue'er, the Queen should go to their place more often so that I can enjoy the benefits equally. What do you think?"

Zhao Yue placed her hand on his palm: "As a concubine, I will naturally remember what the Queen said, but now I am Yue'er, so..."

She leaned close to the man's ear and said, "I want your Majesty to accompany me every day, to have sex on the imperial concubine's couch, and to have fun every night."

The warm fragrance sprinkled on Zhu Dingyuan's skin, and his throat suddenly became very dry. He grabbed her small hand and squeezed it tightly. Seeing Zhaoyue curled up in his arms as soft as boneless, he said: "Your Majesty is the master of the world. Your Majesty can go wherever you want and do whatever you want. Yue'er only needs to wait for Your Majesty to come and find you. Your Majesty should..."

She pulled her hand out and placed her fingertips on Zhu Dingyuan's heart: "Do whatever you want..."

Yes, he is the master of the world. How much hardship did he endure to sit in his current position?

He is already at the pinnacle of power, sitting high in the hall, and everyone has to bow down to him. Why can't he do whatever he wants? Why does he care about these unnecessary rules and etiquette? Is he really a gentle and unparalleled king?

His hands were already stained with dirty blood.

Zhu Dingyuan's eyes were hazy and his chest heaving rapidly. The clear and refreshing fragrance in his arms became sweeter and sweeter, clinging to him like a shadow, penetrating into his bones and blood through his pores, making his blood boil.

Scenes of him walking towards the throne appeared before his eyes, like a horse riding a horse.

Suddenly, a cry pulled him back to his senses: "Your Majesty, it hurts..."

Zhu Dingyuan lowered his eyes, and the scene in front of him disappeared, revealing Zhao Yue's charming and pitiful face: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"I pinched you and it hurt." He loosened his hand and his heartbeat returned to normal.

Why would he think of these past events? He hadn't had a nightmare for a long time. Could it be that he was too tired these days?

"You go back first. I'll come to see you when you're better." Zhu Dingyuan rubbed her cheek.

"Yes." Zhao Yue stood up, saluted, put on his cloak and left.

Zhu Dingyuan sat on the couch, looking at a wisp of ambergris rising straight up, the smoke curling up like mist.

-

"My lady, His Majesty has ordered you to take the imperial sedan back. It's very windy outside."

Zhao Yue sat in the imperial sedan chair and He Quan followed beside her.

When she arrived at Ningzhu Pavilion, she seemed to have let go of all her strength and leaned softly against He Quan: "I'm so sleepy. If I talk for a while longer, I'll fall asleep in the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

After entering the room, He Quan put his arm around her waist and carried her directly to the couch: "Yes, if you don't come out, I will rush in to grab you."

Zhao Yue took off her cloak and rolled around on the couch. Her long hair fell on her waist, and she looked smart and cute. She held up her chin and said, "Really? If I had known there would be such a good show, I would have sat there for a while longer."

He Quan looked at her and pulled the blanket over her and said, "I thought His Majesty would keep you."

"He was stimulated by my sweet talk and is now thinking about it." Zhao Yue wrapped in a quilt and leaned against He Quan's arms: "You said, he is originally a beast. After wearing human skin and tasting the power, can he forget the habits of a beast?"

He Quan looked at her cunning eyes and smiled: "Of course not..."

What's more, the beast has such a charming girl by his side, whom he can see every day and bewitched every night.

"My lady, please don't tease me too much."

"nature."