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

From the beginning to the end of today, Zhu Dingyuan did not look at Zhaoyue once. She pondered for a moment, but still had a charming smile on her face. He wanted to struggle out of the beauty's fragrance, continue to suppress himself, and be the gentle emperor.

impossible.

In Qixiang Garden.

Concubine Qi looked at Zhu Dingyuan sitting on the chair anxiously, nervous but happy. She fixed herself in front of the mirror for a long time before slowly walking up to him: "Your Majesty..."

This cry contained a bit of coquettishness, a bit of joy, and a bit of grievance.

Zhu Dingyuan, however, looked indifferent and took a sip of tea: "I came to your place to eat, but you ran to the mirror to admire yourself."

Concubine Qi didn't understand his implication at all: "Your Majesty, please try these, they are all my favorites."

Zhu Dingyuan silently moved his chopsticks away and raised his eyes: "Your clothes are nice."

"It's the satin given by the Empress." Concubine Qi blushed and put some food in his bowl: "Your Majesty, do you still want to listen to my music tonight?"

Zhu Dingyuan had lunch in the Queen's Palace today. She mentioned again that everyone in the harem should be treated equally, which made him irritated, but when he thought about how he always lost control when he was with Zhaoyue, he listened to her a little.

What on earth was wrong with him? Zhu Dingyuan's eyes darkened.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Seeing him in a daze, Concubine Qi called out.

Zhu Dingyuan nodded: "I will not leave tonight."

Looking at Concubine Qi's silly smile, her makeup was a little strange, but the upturned corners of her eyes made his eyes flash. He adjusted his breathing and wondered if it was a good idea to listen to music at Concubine Qi's place.

Night falls, and the autumn is chilly.

Servants in each palace were busy burning charcoal basins, making hot tea and boiling water for their masters.

The clear sound of the guzheng drifted away from the Qixiang Garden, falling on the red walls and green tiles, and on the silent palace roads. It became ethereal and drifting, becoming increasingly unintelligible.

After washing up, Concubine Qi wiped off the makeup that imitated Zhaoyue and only put on a little powder. She sat on the stool and played the piano in a plain and simple manner. She looked a little more indifferent than usual.

Zhu Dingyuan on the bed did not look at her. He sipped the wine in his hand. It was like heavenly music in his ears, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After drinking several sips in succession, Zhu Dingyuan leaned on the soft pillow and closed his eyes.

Concubine Qi signaled to Xiao He, who nodded and stepped back, replacing the agarwood incense in the incense burner.

As Concubine Qi played faster and faster, the sound of flowing water could be heard and the fragrance in the room became richer and richer, making people feel drowsy.

Zhu Dingyuan was already half drunk, feeling a strange heat in his heart, and unbuttoned the buttons of his pajamas in front of him.

Concubine Qi's playing came to an abrupt halt.

She slowly walked to the bed, looked at the man obsessively, and reached out her hand to touch his heaving chest: "Your Majesty..."

Zhu Dingyuan grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed, forcing her to open her eyes, but he felt his vision blurry. Only waves of heat from his body swept over him, making him feel uncomfortable and nauseous, but he had to solve the problem.

It was very strange, yet even familiar. He seemed to have smelled that rich scent somewhere before.

He shook his head, and Concubine Qi hugged his neck: "Well... Your Majesty..."

Concubine Qi was extremely proactive. She untied Zhu Dingyuan's clothes and quickly wrapped them around her. Tears flowed from her eyes because of joy and nervousness.

When she finally got the emperor she had dreamed of in the middle of the night, Zhu Dingyuan suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled her neck. His black pupils were covered with a layer of thick fog: "Why, why don't you let me go..."

The voice that came out of his throat was extremely hoarse: "I am the emperor that everyone wants... I am..."

Concubine Qi's pupils trembled with fear. She felt terribly painful in her body, but the hand on her neck was still tightening. Her face turned increasingly purple, and she stretched out her hands to desperately push the man away.

Finally, Zhu Dingyuan let out his anger, released all his strength, and fell on her.

Concubine Qi pushed him away: "Cough cough cough cough..."

She breathed desperately in panic, and her complexion and breathing gradually returned to normal. There was a glaring red mark on her neck. She turned Zhu Dingyuan over tremblingly.

But he saw blood oozing from Zhu Dingyuan's lips.

She trembled all over and screamed.

Xiao He ran in, saw that she was not wearing any clothes, and quickly turned her back: "Madam? What's wrong?"

"Quick, go and invite the Queen, go quickly...! Don't alarm anyone, don't disturb anyone!"

Concubine Qi wrapped her outer robe tightly, looking dazed and like a madman.

Xiao He's face turned pale as she stumbled out towards Fengyi Palace. On the palace path, she bumped into a tall figure and fell heavily to the ground.

A bony hand was extended in front of her, and a hoarse voice said, "Which palace maid are you from? Why are you running so fast in the middle of the night?"

Xiao He raised her head and saw an ordinary face, except for a pair of eyes that were particularly attractive. She got up by herself and said, "I'm sorry for offending you, eunuch. I didn't mean to do that. I hope you'll forgive me."

After saying that, he continued to run towards Fengyi Palace.

He Quan looked at her back with a smile on his face, his shallow eyes were as dark and deep as the waves of the sea.

In Ningzhu Pavilion, Zhaoyue had finished washing up and was lazily flipping through her treasured book. A breeze blew over and she looked over: "You're back?"

He Quan appeared beside her, tore off the human skin mask, revealing his handsome face.

He came closer and leaned on Zhaoyue's shoulder shamelessly: "I'm back. I missed you so much, my lady."

Zhao Yue stretched out her fingers to hold his head against his: "Don't get sick."

He Quan sighed and held her hand: "I am speaking from the heart."

"Where did you go today?" Zhao Yue asked.

He Quan didn't answer. She snorted, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I'm just asking casually."

"We went to Prince Duan Ze's Palace." He Quan said.

Zhao Yue met his eyes in surprise: "You..." She didn't expect him to really say that.

"My lady, what did you do today?" He Quan embraced her and smelled her faint scent of crabapple. He felt extremely at peace. Even the tiredness and the confusion in his mind disappeared.

Zhaoyue told her about the Imperial Garden, and said that Ning Ruxin was stupid. She leaned against He Quan and laughed, "Princess Ling and Concubine Qi also changed their makeup. Sister Fangfei said it was too unbearable to look at. Puchi..."

He Quan has been listening, his eyes sparkling with smiles, his fingers entwined with a strand of her hair in front of her: "The queen wanted to persuade him to treat everyone equally... But this time, I'm afraid she shot herself in the foot."

"Hmm?" Zhao Yue didn't understand what he meant.

"When I came back, I ran into Concubine Qi's maid. She looked panicked and ran towards Fengyi Palace."

He Quan spoke in a low voice.

"Princess Qi's maid?"

Isn't Your Majesty in her palace? Why did you ask your maid to go find the Queen alone in the middle of the night? Could something have happened to Zhu Dingyuan?

Zhao Yue tilted her head in surprise in his arms. He Quan was looking at her, but when she moved, his lips brushed against her soft earlobe.

Zhao Yue's cheeks instantly turned red and she covered her ears: "You!"

The corners of He Quan's mouth slowly rose, and the small mole on the bridge of his nose was so attractive: "You bumped into it yourself."

As he said this, his lips quickly turned redder.

Just like Zhaoyue's cheek.