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

She leaned in his arms. Yan Yang felt sorry for her when he saw her sad. He hugged her and comforted her softly, "The Queen has an heir, His Majesty dotes on Concubine Zhao, and there's that Hua Daiying. Is Xin'er having a hard time?"

"Your Majesty hasn't been here for a while. Food and other things are fine. Steward Song is taking care of them."

Yan Yang lifted her chin and looked at her eyes and eyebrows which were as lively as when she was young, but her chin was much thinner. He sighed and said, "I should have taken you far away at that time. Now you are in the harem, and it is difficult for me to see you. I can't take care of you if anything happens to you."

His eyes darkened: "It's all my fault that I'm useless and not worthy of your father's eyes."

Ning Ruxin quickly covered his lips and said, "Brother Yan, as long as Xin'er thinks that at least you are with me in this cold harem, I am not afraid of the difficulties ahead."

She leaned on the man's broad shoulders: "You know my character, I am competitive, and I will never abandon the honor of my family and travel the world with you."

She was told to live a life of idleness and homelessness with Yan Yang. The thought of having to do everything by herself and eat simple meals made her feel uncomfortable.

Yan Yang was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I know, otherwise...how could I bear to let His Majesty touch you..."

His eyes were fixed on Ning Ruxin in his arms.

"No man... can tolerate his beloved woman being under another man..."

Ning Ruxin kissed his lips to stop him from speaking. Yan Yang did not respond, so she kissed him more passionately, looking at him with sparkling eyes and climbing up his shoulders with her hands.

Yan Yang's strength drained away, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly hugged her in his arms and responded to her warmly.

Ning Ruxin had already unbuckled the buckle around his waist.

The Queen is already pregnant with a legitimate son. Since His Majesty is not coming...these few days happen to be the days when it is easy to get pregnant. She has been drinking bowl after bowl of pregnancy medicine. It should be of some use. If God is merciful, let her also get pregnant with the dragon heir.

The harder she clung to him.

-

Suihe Palace.

After listening to Liu Xi's letter, Lingpin almost fell off her chair in anger: "What do you mean, father, what do you mean, are you going to abandon me just because you see that I am not favored?"

Her narrow eyes flashed with sadness: "Liu Xi, do you also think that I am old and ugly now, and I will no longer be favored by His Majesty?"

"My lady, you are still young. What are you talking about? His Majesty likes to listen to you singing opera the most. In the past, His Majesty even rehearsed with you in person at the mansion."

After hearing her words, Lingpin only laughed at herself: "Really... Then why did father let my sister enter the palace? If she has the ability to win favor, it won't be considered a loss of face for the family."

-

Zhu Dingyuan opened his eyes, feeling light-hearted and happy. He subconsciously reached out to the side, but there was no fragrance in his arms. He called out, "Huang Quan!"

Huang Quan came in from the door and helped him wash and groom, while glancing at his face: "Oh, this Ningzhu Pavilion is really a place of great beauty. Your Majesty looks very energetic after a good sleep, much better than before!"

"Really?" Zhu Dingyuan dropped the handkerchief and asked, "Where is Concubine Zhao?"

"In the courtyard. They said they didn't want to wake His Majesty, so they never came in."

He walked out and immediately saw Zhaoyue standing in the attic, carefully writing the calligraphy in front of her. She had a charming face, and she was particularly adorable when she was serious.

Zhao Yue raised her eyes and bowed, "Your Majesty is awake. I have been having the food warmed up. Is Your Majesty hungry?"

Zhu Dingyuan stood beside her: "Yue'er is so thoughtful, why don't you sleep with me for a while?"

He picked up her handwriting and studied it.

Zhao Yue pretended to be shy: "I have said that I am diligent, how can you still stay in bed all the time?"

Zhu Dingyuan smiled heartily, put down the calligraphy, and put his arm around her waist: "Yue'er's calligraphy is as beautiful as she is."

Huang Quan put the meal on the table, and Zhu Dingyuan asked, "Would you like to eat some more?"

Zhaoyue shook her head and sat beside him staring at him, her eyes full of tenderness and affection. Zhu Dingyuan enjoyed it very much and ate a lot. Finally, he put down his chopsticks and pinched her face: "I still have to be busy. I will come to see Yue'er when I am free."

"Your Majesty, I am waiting for you." She smiled lightly, "Your Majesty, don't worry about Yue'er. Whether Your Majesty comes or not, I am in your heart."

As usual, she spoke sweet words to comfort Zhu Dingyuan, which made him feel happy again. He wanted to hug her and kiss her a few times, but unfortunately he still remembered his identity and suppressed himself and left Ningzhu Pavilion.

On the way, Zhu Dingyuan did not sit in the imperial sedan chair. Huang Quan beside him asked: "Your Majesty, what are you laughing at?"

"Tell me, how could there be such a woman who is so obedient to my heart, not jealous, and not causing trouble? She thinks everything I do is good. Even if I don't go to see her, she knows that I am helpless and that I have no choice."

The women in the harem are inseparable from the previous dynasty. Only the art of checks and balances can last long, and there should be no bias or favoritism.

"Your Majesty, are you talking about Lady Zhao?"

Zhu Dingyuan did not speak again. He had gone through untold hardships to get to this position, so why couldn't he do whatever he wanted? He had to think twice before choosing the woman he wanted to favor.

Three thousand beauties in the harem are no match for one noble lady who understands him.

"Go to Ningzhu Pavilion in the evening."

"But, Your Majesty, the imperial physician said..."

Huang Quan saw him glaring coldly and lowered his head: "Yes."

Taoxi was cleaning the table when she caught a glimpse of a figure passing by the door. She looked up, but found that Qiuju and the others were all working with their heads down and no one paid any attention.

The door was open. Feeling strange, I went over to take a look. The palace road was quiet and there was no movement.

She closed the door, thinking she was just dazzled, but she saw a ball of paper on the ground.

What is this……

Taoxi squatted down to pick it up. Before she could check it, a tall figure approached. It was He Quan who had just returned. She smiled and said, "Little Quan, you're back?"

He Quan looked at the thing in her hand and asked, "You found it at the door?"

"I haven't looked at it yet. I don't know what it is. Maybe one of the maids accidentally dropped it while working. I'll go ask them."

"Give it to me." He Quan stretched out his hand with indifferent eyes.

Taoxi had always been a little afraid of him, so she put the paper ball in his palm and said politely, "The young lady is inside. His Majesty came today and rested in the young lady's bedroom for a while. She just left."

After listening to this, He Quan's eyes deepened and he hummed, "You go and do your work. I'll close the door."

Taoxi touched her nose and went back to clean up the dishes on the table. Qiuju hurried over and said, "I'll help you, Sister Taoxi!"

Only then did she regain a little of her pride as the head maid of Ningzhu Pavilion: "Little Qiuju is sensible, unlike that little Quanzi who disappears day after day and just relies on the young lady's favor to be lazy and not work!"

Qiu Ju nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes." She saw He Quan close the door and walk towards the young lady's bedroom: "Sister Taoxi, little Quanzi is there!"

Taoxi immediately fell silent and pulled off Qiuju's hand that was pointing at him: "Well, let him go this time."