Because of what happened at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet last time, Concubine Yan and Huo Qi were left out by Emperor Qiong Yuan for a long time. It was so easy to be released. They couldn't even see a seriously ill Emperor Qiong Yuan. This would make Huo Qiu unscathed. When they came back, Concubine Yan and Huo Qi stayed up all night in a hurry, with small blisters on the corners of their mouths, and they arrived in a hurry early in the morning.
The faint wind in the morning also carried a hint of coolness, and the Qianqing Palace stood tall and majestic, as if it were the most prominent one in this towering palace.
Huo Qiu didn't say a word, and walked towards the hall with his sleeves. The royal general greeted him at this time, and when he saw him, he quickly smiled and flicked the dust: "His Royal Highness Jin An."
Huo Qiu nodded lightly, and the former chieftain walked down the stairs, greeted Concubine Yan and Huo Qi, and said: "Please, my majesty, please."
Concubine Yan and Huo Qi looked at each other, and both saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
In so many days, this was the first time Emperor Qiong Yuan let them go into the Palace of Qianqing.
The Palace of the Qing Dynasty is still the same, the sandalwood that calms the nerves is faint, and there is a strong smell of Chinese medicine that can not be hidden, and there is no cough in the hall quietly.
Bypassing the eye-catching screen, Huo Qiu listened to the two footsteps behind him, clenched his fists slightly, and his sword brows were deeply furrowed, and even the sound was lowered like a string of tension. Emperor."
He looked to the side of the bed, paused, and answered with kindness: "My son, please mother and queen Jinan."
Guan was also there, she was a little pale, and waved at Huo Qiu, tired: "Why did you come so early?"
"I want to come to accompany my father and the emperor more after handling the political affairs."
Emperor Qiong Yuan put down the medicine bowl in his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with the kerchief. He looked a lot better, and pointed at Huo Qiu and smiled slightly: "The prince is interested."
Everything looks very harmonious, even if there are different thoughts in my heart, at least on the surface it is a school of calm and good years.
But such a scene fell in the eyes of Concubine Yan and Huo Qi, and it was exceptionally dazzling. Huo Qi was better. I was used to seeing Emperor Qiong Yuan's preference for Huo Qiu, but Concubine Yan was the most unacceptable.
She looked at the Guan family like a ghost, but in a moment of effort, she suppressed the various emotions that surged in her heart, and bowed with a graceful manner: "The concubine please greet your majesty, and the queen empress."
Emperor Qiong Yuan looked indifferent, snorted coldly from his nose, and then said impatiently: "Get up all, what are you doing early in the morning?"
Concubine Yan's smile was a little stiff, while Guan's smile was completely indifferent. In addition to Huo Qiu, she also had some warmth, and even the Emperor Qiong Yuan liked to answer.
Concubine Yan looked at her calmly, and when she raised her head, her delicate water eyes were already red, and she said with a cry: "The concubine is worried about your majesty's body. I can't enter the palace, I'm worried and worried every day."
Emperor Qiong Yuan stared at her without changing his face, and after a while his eyes stayed on Huo Qi again, and he sighed inwardly.
Although he has not been moved by Concubine Yan, he also loves this son, but he has always been very clear about the position of the prince, only Huo Qiu.
This is also this love, which nourishes and strengthens the hearts of the mother and son. When it comes to the head, he can't protect the son or the child. He can only watch the brothers fight.
And the result, obviously he did not want to see.
But now this step is obviously beyond his control.
Emperor Qiongyuan felt a pain, but his voice was unchanged and indifferent: "I'm fine."
Now that the political situation is turbulent, everyone feels that the emperor's fate is not long before, and even this woman who has always been deep-minded can't help making frequent moves. In the past few days, several families from the Southern Xinjiang family have come to Kyoto.
If he died, wouldn't this world change the dynasty and become the world of southern Xinjiang people?
When Emperor Qiong Yuan thought about it, the turbid pupils of his eyes became even deeper.
Concubine Yan naturally felt the perfunctory and unpleasantness in the emperor's words, a little unclear, but when she thought of the recent deployment of herself and the emperor, she felt a little emboldened.
Anyhow, I have the capital to fight against Huo Qiu.
Not so passive!
The mother and daughter were unpleasant, and it didn't take long for Emperor Qiong Yuan to wave his hands away. The sun was slightly hot outside, and Huo Qi's hands under his sleeves became loose and tight. Finally, he said unwillingly, "Mother concubine... "
As if knowing what he was trying to say, Concubine Yan's flirty eyes stopped him from talking. She straightened Huo Qi's prince's dress, which meant: "This clothes is not worthy of my son."
Only the prince's python robe and...the dragon robe can be more noble and conspicuous than the prince's clothes.
Huo Qixin calmed down slowly, then pursed her lips, and said, "Mother concubine, why did the queen come out?"
In his memory, he has never seen it a few times. He usually stays in the Changchun Palace all day long and feels dizzy at every turn. This queen is in vain. Why did he come out today?
Speaking of this, Concubine Yan also frowned, "Naturally, she wished that Huoqiu became the emperor. She wanted to please your father."
At this time, the Qianqing Palace was too quiet. The Guan family couldn't bear the faint gaze that Emperor Qiongyuan and Huo Qiu occasionally glanced over, frowning, rubbing his forehead, his body and his body just staggered.
"Your Majesty, my concubine is unwell, can I go back to Changchun Palace to rest?"
Emperor Qiong Yuan seemed to be unable to hear the indifference in those words. He remained silent for a period of time without speaking. Then he spoke with a slightly helpless tone, "There is the best imperial doctor in the Qing Palace. What kind of disease is not good for you?"
Guan's hand rubbing his forehead dropped.
Huo Qiu raised his sword eyebrows and slowly backed out. In the end he only vaguely heard Emperor Qiong Yuan's slightly flustered voice of ingratiating, "How old are you and crying? You will stay with me for a while."
"...The last time."
Huo Qiu's heart seemed to be stabbed, and it was very slightly painful.
This was the first time in his life he heard Emperor Qiong Yuan calling himself me, and it was also the first time he heard him speak to a person in such a low voice.
In front of the courtyard of the Yiqiu Palace, Tang Zhuozhuo and Ye's made an appointment to make tea and eat. The tea in the cup stretched and undulated, and the new tender tea had a unique fragrance. Tang Zhuozhuo held a sip and sighed comfortably. , Shrunk in the big rocking chair, a small ball.
It was the first time that Ye clan saw her look like this, and she felt cute as well as novel. He rubbed the side cover of the warm tea cup with his fingers, and asked, "Master, what do you want to say, the mother?"
Tang Zhuozhuo closed her eyes, twisted a candied jujube and put it into her mouth, the sweet smell spread, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.
"Let's hide first, and see what's going on, he should have no idea when he comes to Beijing this time."
If he hadn't moved his mind, how could anyone find him? Tang Zhuozuo and Ye clan knew what kind of virtue he was, so they were more concerned.
There are not many people who can speak for him. Kyoto is at a troubled time. If he kicks in, Huo Qiu is a man with extra keen intuition. Once he notices something, Jiang Jianxi can't run. .
Ye's pursed the corners of his mouth, and when he raised his head, he was already frowning deeply: "Master is not an impulsive person, and he doesn't like to participate in this horrible thing. There should be no reason to get involved."
Otherwise, just by relying on his medical skills, it is enough to make everyone rush to be regarded as guests.
Tang Zhuozuo thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head, always feeling that something was not quite right. Finally, he couldn't think of a reason, his wrist moved slightly, and the bell on his head also rang crisply.
"Senior Sister is invited over this time because I feel that this is unusual."
Ye clan spread his hands helplessly, with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Tang Zhuozuo before opening his mouth: "If you want to come, you should also know some old things about Master."
Tang Zhuozhuo stiffened slightly, then slowly got up from the recliner, his eyes gradually condensed.
She and Ye said that they were Jiang Jianxi's disciples, but they were more like brothers and sisters when they got along. The man was wise and witty, and gave them what he had learned, acting like the wind.
Tang Zhuozuo was thirteen years old when he was sent to the temple. It was when Qing Cong was spoiled, but because of his health, he had to linger on a sick bed and couldn't even leave the room all day.
The doctors invited from Tang Mansion said that she was injured when she was in the womb, and that she would not live to be twenty years old. Seeing that the more she grew up, the worse she became. The Tang family had to send her to the temple to be placed in the hope that the Buddha would be blessed. Bless you, you won't die.
The Bodhisattva never met, but accidentally encountered Jiang Jianxi who fell over the wall in the back mountain. He had an unruly smile on his face, and he looked like a gentleman in front of him, and didn't put her identity in his eyes.
One day it was raining heavily and lightning flashed. She slumped to the ground holding her chest, and when she woke up, Jiang Jianxi was checking her pulse through a bead curtain.
After the rainy night, he still smiled, even a little cold, got up and smiled calmly: "The little girl is too bad, she won't live long."
Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes flickered, he withdrew from his memories, and said as he walked: "That sister in Jiangjianxi?"
Seeing her directly calling Jiang Jianxi's name, Ye clan couldn't help but nodded and shook his head, and said with relief: "The mother doesn't have to worry, what kind of mind is he? I definitely won't fight against your Highness without a mind."
When Ye clan returned, Tang Zhuozuo shook in the rocking chair for a long time, and fell asleep lightly at sunset. The black green under her looked particularly eye-catching on her snow-white complexion.
The night was like water, Huo Qiu came out of the study, feeling a little upset. He was thinking of blowing a hair to wake up, but his feet came to Yiqiu Palace like consciously.
Two months ago, when he stepped into this palace, he had such a beautiful moonlight, but his mood at that time was very different.
She was lying on the rocking chair outside, covered with a thin layer of silk quilt, and cicadas screamed outside. She slept very restlessly, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned several times. When she moved, the quilt slipped to her waist. The lower position reveals a very slim curve.
A smile appeared in Huo Qiu's eyes and asked the waiter: "Have your master eaten?"
Zi Huan shook his head, and said, "My lady only used some cakes all day long, and she didn't move her chopsticks when she was served lunch."
Huo Qiu waved his hand and motioned to her to pass the meal.
Tang Zhuozuo only fell from one dream to another. With a move of her wrist, she was grasped by a warm hand. She smelled some ambergris, fluttered her eyelashes a few times, and Shi Shiran opened her eyes.
The man's sword-eyed eyes were narrow and handsome, and she only woke up. She had a big temper. She shrugged her nose and grabbed his apricot python robe, buried her head in his chest, and asked with an urn, "Why is your Highness here?"
Huo Qiu ignored her little fawn, frowned and dug out the person, his index finger lifted her chin up like a pincer, and his deep gaze fell on the scar on her left cheek.
The brown scars have fallen off, revealing the pink tender flesh. This delicate bag is extremely beautiful. You have to cover it with something every day, and you will make a fuss if you feel unsatisfactory.
"In a few days, this scar will be completely gone."
He sent people the best scar removal medicine in the East Palace, and she also used the method herself, and the scar healed very well without leaving a mark.
Huo Qiu just let go of her hand, letting her hum and haunt her. After being harassed by her for a long time, she would no longer be bewitched by her and feel soft. He fiddled with the silver bell on her wrist. Voice: "Have no meal a day?"
Tang Zhuozhuo shrank his neck, dreaded his tone, and complained in a low voice: "I'm not used to it when I returned to the palace. I always feel that the food in the Imperial Dining Room is not as good as the chef hired by his concubine."
Huo Qiu pressed his aching eyebrows, "What will Jiaojiao's chef do? Cakes?!"
This little thing refused to eat well. He ate a lot of pastries, but did not grow a bit of meat. On the contrary, he looked a lot thinner, and he was almost blown away by standing in the wind.
Originally, the body was not very good, and the medicated diet had to be drunk every time it was good for it. An unhappiness would be a day of grievance. The more pampered the more pampered, there was no princess before, and now there is even more!
He sighed, refused to discuss with her, and hugged someone on the bench. Seeing that she was still trying to struggle, he sighed and warned: "Think about making trouble again, don't want to eat soft cakes in January."
Tang Zhuozhuo narrowed his mouth, a pair of apricot eyes were a little bit of glamour, and a slight blink was like a butterfly instigated into his heart. Seeing that she was finally honest, Huo Qiu couldn't help hooking the corner of her mouth and wanted to rub her into his bones. After thinking about it, he bent over and hooked the little woman easily into his arms.
Tang Zhuozuo looked up at him carelessly. Although the man was smiling, there was a deep emotion in those eyes. She raised her head and asked, "Who made your Highness unhappy?"
I can't hide anything from her, Jiao is a little spoiled, but her little head is alert.
Huo Qiu closed his eyes and said nothing, rubbing his chin against the top of her hairy hair, and then said a moment later: "Father is dead."
Tang Zhuozuo was shocked. After counting the days, there are still more than ten days before the death of Emperor Qiongyuan in his previous life. Now there is no sound of wind in the palace, why is it not working?
The exquisite dishes were presented one by one. Not only did Huo Qiu eat dull and tasteless this time, even Tang Zhuozhuo only picked a few white rice, and the tender dishes only tasted like chewing wax in his mouth.
She wondered what Huo Qiu's words meant, wondering if Jiang Jianxi played any role in it, and the more she thought about it, the more she frowned.
Just as she was biting the spoon and preparing to speak, she saw Huo Qiu with a glance, and he said, "Don't think about it all day long."
"No matter when, the lonely protects you." Only when she was afraid of this current situation, the prince condescended and looked a little unnatural.
Tang Zhuozuo laughed immediately. She leaned forward to the man and said in a sweet and greasy manner, "I know that your concubine is the most cherished."
Huo Qiu laughed, his eyes paused when he touched her pink lips with some soup, and his apple was rolled up and down a few times.
I didn't realize it before, but now I really want to take good care of her.
The taste must be exceptionally sweet!
The dark night is like water and mist, slowly flowing over every threshold of the Eastern Palace, and it seems that only the light moonlight and the ultimate quiet remain between the sky and the earth.
There are also the lanterns in the Yiqiu Hall.
The candlelight flickered, and the flames of war broke out. I don't know who confuses who first, but the first one who couldn't stand it was the prince who used to be cold and expensive.
Tang Zhuozuo was thrown on the bed somewhat rudely by the man. His beautiful eyes revealed a little bit of charming color. His long fingers gently slid across his cheeks, slowly taking off the goose yellow embroidered apricot blossoms, revealing a slight pan Red delicate face.
Huo Qiu almost lost control. He looked condescendingly at the little woman who still wanted to find happiness in his body, his voice was so tight that he could barely control the force of strangling her wrist.
"Dare to find happiness again?"
This woman is so presumptuous!
Tang Zhuozhuo was in pain. The watery jade bracelet on her wrist and the light ringing of silver bells, glowing with a gentle gloom, slowly lowered her eyes, her other hand was like a snake, all the way up, lightly Pulling on the robe lightly, his voice aggrieved: "Your Highness, it hurts, you loosen it."
The delicate and soft complaining sound was like a newborn baby cat, scratching his paw on the heart of the prince. He slowly straightened his body and let go of her wrist, only feeling that it was fatal!
Tang Zhuozhuo smiled and narrowed his eyes. The prince's impulsiveness and anxiousness really pleased her.
How could Huo Qiu not know her thoughts? Suddenly, he raised his head and took a breath of cold air. He lifted his hand and removed his outer garment. The crown prince embroidered with python patterns was thrown on the ground like this. The four-clawed dragon python above was extremely powerful.
Tang Zhuozuo didn't hide when he saw it, his long hair was lying loosely on the couch, a little sweat was coming out of his forehead, and his whole body smelled of laziness.
When Huo Qiu's face was full of eagerness and the blue veins on his forehead straightened up and held the squeamish bag in his arms, Tang Zhuozhuo rolled his eyes and exhaled blue in his ear.
"Your Highness is getting better from the plague. Is your body okay?" She laughed at her concern and made her body stiff, then closed her eyes and smiled slowly, twisting half of her long hair and smiling slightly, one word. In one sentence: "Jiaojiao is really drunk." Huo Qiu continued: "If you can do it alone, Jiaojiao will know if she will try."
Tang Zhuozhuo had only drunk some fruit wine. At this time, except for her cheeks that were a little red, she had no feeling beside her. He just listened to Huo Qiu's gritted teeth and finally became a little scared. She buried most of her head in the man's arms and muttered softly. , "The wound on my concubine's face is still painful." After thinking about it, she went on to say: "I feel uncomfortable after drinking."
Prince Grandpa, when you act fiercely, do you have to think about the scar on her face, and are you willing to catch her and clean it up?
Huo Qiu laughed, this little faceless and skinless, at this time, did not forget to turn around and remind himself. Having said that, he still softened half of his heart and fished the groaning person out of his arms.
"Jiaojiao behave, don't toss about loneliness any more, loneliness naturally pity and cherish jade."
But I really tasted her. His Royal Highness, who had never been a daughter of a promise, was irritated and gasped for a few breaths, and the fishy color under his eyes gradually emerged.
Tang Zhuozuo only felt trapped in his arms like fish on a chopping board, letting him control the slaughter, her mouth could not help but a few broken screams, and as expected, the man above moved a bit more heavily, she was She was so frightened that she bit her lower lip and fell silent.
Tang Zhuozhuo couldn't stand it anymore, even curled up on the tips of his toes, feeling wronged in his heart, twitching and choking at the sleeves of the man's upper body, his breath was unstable and crying: "Your Highness..."
Huo Qiu looked at the squeamish bag and cried with dim eyes, really distressed, but if he stopped, he really couldn't stop, so he had to lean down and call her name over and over again, his voice was extremely confusing.
After all the anger was relieved, Huo Qiu hugged Tang Zhuozhuo to wash her body. The little woman was too sleepy and was bullied by him again. There are still tears on her face, and her little head is falling down little by little. Shen.
Huo Qiu looked funny and couldn't help but took her white tender palm and kissed him.
Lying on the bed, Tang Zhuozhuo felt that it was too hot for him to lean over, and murmured and pushed him to the other side of the bed. His Royal Highness was so disgusted for the first time since he was a child, and immediately frowned unpleasantly.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Tang Zhuozhuo to stick on himself, wrapping his hands and feet around him, sleeping ignorantly, and a faint glow on his cheeks.
Huo Qiu was forced to sleep a little by the sweet fragrance on her body, waking up and falling asleep until midnight.
The night was very quiet, and only faint walking sounds could be heard, which was made by the night watchman outside.
Tang Zhuozhuo was sleeping in a daze, and was awakened by a rush of footsteps and gasping. She opened half of her eyes with great effort, and Huo Qiu patted her back. The man's voice was thick and hoarse, with a soft booing meaning: "It's okay, go to sleep."
She hummed from her throat, responded kindly, and closed her eyes obediently.
Li Desheng swallowed outside the door and bit his scalp to report: "His Royal Highness, General Zhong struggled with others, and was picked up and left in the woods. Now the doctor is in the Zhong Mansion for treatment, Zhong Liangdi just passed out after receiving the news."
Huo Qiu Meng opened his eyes, rolled over and got out of bed, his sleeves were gently pulled by the sleeping woman.
In the dim environment, Tang Zhuozuo looked inexplicable. She blinked, feeling a bit dry in her throat, "Is your Royal Highness going to see Liangdi?"
Huo Qiu pressed his painful eyebrows, and Li Desheng reported that he had only spoken half of the time. If he had expected it well, Zhong Yu brought back something like that for him, and also lost most of his life.
"Jiaojiao, Gu will be back in a while." He bent over to tuck the quilt corner for her, squeezed her soft cheek, and smiled.
Tang Zhuozhuo gave a good look, repeating the previous words again, "His Royal Highness is going to Yuxi Palace?"
She frowned and was a little serious, very much like the usual little temper. Huo Qiu only thought that she was awakened by someone and was uncomfortable. He sighed and pulled the person in his arms and coaxed, with a very soft voice: "Zhong Yu I was sent out by the lone to get something, but now it's unknown whether it's alive or dead, so I have to go and see it alone."
Tang Zhuozhuo's eyelids drooped, nodding slightly. When he raised his head again, he looked vague and sleepy. He pushed the man away from the bed and muttered: "Your Royal Highness, go ahead, outsiders wait."
But when someone left, Tang Zhuozhuo stared at the apricot-colored bed curtain, her delicate eyebrows wrinkled fiercely, and she was lifted up after a while.
An Xia came in to change the lamp, and rubbed her shoulder very naturally. Seeing some traces of bruise on the master's body, she immediately stopped looking at her.
Tang Zhuozuo felt a fire in her heart. She shrank herself on the little Arhat bed outside, propped her head with her hand, and asked, "Where is the palace down?"
An Xia lowered her head and answered honestly: "Looking at it is going to the direction of Yuxi Palace."
Tang Zhuozhuo closed his eyes without saying anything, lowered his head and fiddled with his nails, then slowly pressed his fingertips onto the flesh-pink scar on his cheek, tilted his head and asked, "Is it a lot uglier in this palace?"
Her face was not good, and she was a little pale in the candlelight. An Xia hurriedly retorted: "The beauty of a lady has been spread all over Kyoto, how can it be ugly?"
"Don't talk nonsense, Niangniang, when your Highness Huizi comes back, seeing Niangniang not having a good rest, she will feel bad again."
Tang Zhuozuo waved his hand and motioned for everyone to withdraw.
The moonlight was cold, and she suddenly stood up and walked around the makeup box, finally surprised by the flash of thoughts in her mind.
Picking up people's hands and feet is Jiang Jianxi's usual method, and there is no possibility of continuation, so he can only lie on the bed and eat and wait his life.
Huo Qiu, who was striding forward with the night breeze and striding forward with the meteor, was also filled with fire in his heart. He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
Li Desheng trot to keep up with him, while panting, "Your Majesty, General Zhong was ordered to take back another Xuanlong order, but he was picked up by someone in the forest behind the temple, but he seemed to be I'm not interested in Xuanlong Ling, I just leave if I hurt someone."
"Now Xuanlong Ling was sent to Yuxi Palace by the trustee before General Zhong Zhong was unconscious."
Huo Qiu suddenly paused, his sword eyebrows narrow and straight into the temple, giving birth to a violent evil intention in the watery night.
The Zhong family had such a minded mind, taking advantage of the disability of the eldest son, they also wanted to fight for the daughter in the East Palace.
It's just this Xuanlong order, where is Zhong Yuxi's stuff that a deep palace woman should know?
The Zhong family is too restless recently.
When Huo Qiu arrived at Yuxi Palace, Zhong Yuxi would wake up, and when he saw Huo Qiu, he knelt to the ground crying, tears streaming down, but he was really sad.
"Your Majesty, please be the master of your concubine's brother! The Zhong family is committed to His Highness, and has always been loyal. My brother is the only seedling in the family, and is now suffering from this misfortune..." Her voice was a bit sharp, and after calming down, she cried again He said, "Please find out the real culprit."
Huo Qiu frowned and sat on a nearby stool without helping her. He just asked, "Where did Zhong Yu ask you to hand over the lone thing?"
Zhong Yuxi was stunned, biting his lip and handing it up a box on the head of the bed.
Huo Qiu didn't even look at it, and opened the wooden box directly. Inside was a piece of Xuanlong Ling that was stained with blood, which was the last piece that Xuanlong Ling was missing.
He held it in the palm of his hand to play, and then his expression was dull and unclear: "Your brother has treated you really well, and such things must be handed over to you."
Zhong Yuxi's face turned pale, and his lips moved a few times, not knowing how to explain it.
Huo Qiu was a little impatient, thinking about the little thing in Yiqiu Palace again. When he saw the thing, he stood up and looked straight at Zhong Yuxi. After a long while, he curled his lips, "Zhong, if you are honest and peaceful. , I will not treat you badly."
Huayi delicacies, glory and wealth, can be given.
Zhong Yuxi's eyes brightened, and when Huo Qiu turned around and stepped out of the door, he gathered up his courage to wrap himself up. Following the fragrant wind, his soft figure rubbed against the man's chest, blushing to untie the man's clothes.
Huo Qiu's eyes were instantly full of disgust. He grabbed Zhong Yuxi's wrist and threw it aside relentlessly, looking sullenly, "You didn't listen to the lonely words?"
Where has Zhong Yuxi been treated like this? In the past, His Royal Highness was indifferent to indifference, but it was not bad for them, although no one saw him several times throughout the year.
But it wasn't the same as it is now, there was a lot of disgust and disgust all over his body.
She knelt on the ground, crying miserably, with tears in her voice: "The concubine knows that His Royal Highness has a deep affection for the princess and the princess, but the concubine is also full of affection for you."
Zhong Yuxi watched the man's face cautiously and then said, looking extremely humble.
"The concubine has been in the East Palace for more than half a year, but His Royal Highness has never touched a concubine..."
More than ever, I've never touched myself, but the other women in the East Palace are all innocent. Only when listening to Yiqiu Palace calling for water again and again at night, Zhong Yuxi gritted his teeth with hatred but was helpless.
Huo Qiu's expression was gloomy, looking at the woman who was kneeling on the ground, her waist was slender, and she was crying pitifully, but he didn't look at it anymore. All in front of him was the fairy in Yiqiu Palace, humming softly. He leaned forward facelessly and told him to hurt himself more.
He didn't want to stay longer at all, and just walked away.
In Yiqiu Palace, Tang Zhuozhuo rubbed his eyebrows and his sleepiness disappeared. Lying on the cushioned chair, he babbled and sang a little tune in a different tune. His voice was tactful and changeable, clearly a cheerful tune. But it happened to sing her a mournful meaning, which matched the night perfectly.
Huo Qiu eased his footsteps a lot, leaning on the door and smiling at her making a fuss, without making a sound, until she couldn't sing anymore and looked back at him angrily.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked in, Tang Zhuozuo's complexion changed slightly. After a while, he leaned forward to smell it, and smiled with his eyes closed: "It's the jasmine smell in the perfume hall, Liangdi's eyesight is getting better and better. "
Her nonchalant appearance made Huo Qiu very uncomfortable. He sat beside her with a cold expression on his face, "Jiaojiao seems to be very happy."
Tang Zhuozhuo curled her eyebrows, and at the same time the smile on her face was suppressed. A pair of apricot eyes lit up. She turned her head and asked, "If my concubine is not happy, can your Highness go again?"
Huo Qiu's sword eyebrows were restrained, and he raised his eyes quickly, and said: "Jiaojiao, Gu will always dote on you."
For the first time in her life, she said these words in front of a woman. His Royal Highness felt that he was full of affection and sincerity.
He was not a heavy and lustful person, so for so many years, he had fallen in love with such an inconvenient thing. In the future, if he was born with a son, he would definitely be the Prince of the East Palace, and no one would be able to bully their mothers in the future.
However, if you say that Jiaofang is the only pet from now on, the prince finds it absurd that the royal family pays attention to the extension of the heirs. Now the ministers and vassals are already dissatisfied, but it is because she occupies the name of the concubine and concubine. No one else is dissatisfied.
But in the future, after leaving the East Palace, how the mother of a country should have to be measured.
Tang Zhuozhuo stood up, the blue and purple scars of an hour ago still remained under the snow-white skin covered with blue silk, which seemed a little shocking.
The two people who were still rubbing their ears and temples not long ago are now facing each other faintly in the room where the gloomy feeling has not completely dissipated.
She tilted her head and said nothing, her pointed nails ran across the tender flesh of her palm, and the man's eyes became deeper and deeper, like two sharp swords standing on top of her head. She stroked her sleeves, as if nothing had happened. Huo Qiu smiled: "His Royal Highness will naturally keep his concubine."
The pressure suddenly weakened, and Tang Zhuozhuo's expression under the light was dim and unclear. Looking at Huo Qiu's angle, it was clear that the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted.
I have been spoiled, that is, no matter how many new people enter the East Palace or even the future harem, no one can shake the status of the wife and son?
It's really true. A man always keeps his promises. Such a promise, after all, she is still earning.
There was no word for a while, the red candle flickered, incense bursts, Tang Zhuozhuo covered his lips and yawned, and there was some silver light in his eyes, and his voice was sleepy: "My concubine is sleepy."
Huo Qiu nodded slightly, and when she saw her on the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and then said: "I have something to do with the loneliness, and I will see you tomorrow."
He turned around and walked to the door and turned around again, grinning his face and said: "If you don't eat on time and are lonely and not forgiving, you should know the severity."
Emperor Qiongyuan is really hanging himself with soup pills. The atmosphere in Kyoto is getting tense day by day, but Qianqing Palace is still the same, heavily guarded. Except for the prince Huo Qiu and the queen, everyone else cannot enter. , Tang Zhuozuo took people there a few times, but it was just a gesture, and was kindly invited back.
The Sixth Prince and Concubine Yan were not accidentally blocked by the door, their faces twisted with anger, and the smiles on their faces could not be maintained.
Those officials in the court are the best at contemplating the holy intentions, just like a personal spirit. Looking at the situation, they naturally understand the situation, and for a while, they tacitly hide in the house to avoid disaster.
On the seventh day of August, Huo Qiu walked out of the Yiqiu Palace, with anger on his face that made everyone confused.
During lunch, Tang Zhuozuo ordered a few plates of milk cakes, digging a little bit with a spoon, and delivering them to his mouth. He couldn't see the slightest anxiety and depression. It was the same as usual, as if it were in the morning. She didn't care about it at all.
Listening to the movement in the room in the morning, An Xia saw the prince's angry appearance and the fragments of the flower pots scattered all over the floor, and she was nervous all morning.
But the master didn't move for a long time, eating and drinking when you should eat, nothing is the same.
It is true that the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch.
"Niang." An Xia couldn't help it a bit, standing behind Tang Zhuozhuo's rocking chair and said: "What happened to you and Your Highness? Why did you quarrel again?"
Anyone who saw this scene was a little flustered, after all, so many quarrels before were the same as today.
I'm afraid I'll be back before liberation again.
Tang Zhuozhuo's smile remained the same, and he didn't even lift his eyelids. He just waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay. Your Royal Highness is just busy with political affairs recently, and I'm upset when thinking of something. It has nothing to do with us. ."
An Xia was so familiar with this rhetoric that her eyelids twitched when she heard these words. Look, it's better than anything.
You see, your Highness is angry because of the court affairs, which has nothing to do with me, and I can't do anything about it.
When everyone was gone, Tang Zhuozhuo rubbed his forehead and sat down in front of the makeup box to examine the scar on his face. After so many days, the scar was almost healed, if not for a closer look, There must be no trace.
She shook the luster and warm jade bracelet on her wrist. There was water slowly surging inside her head, which was put on her by the moody man this morning.
Thinking of this, Tang Zhuozhuo endured, and after all he snorted coldly, letting the bracelet fall to the ground and broke into pieces.
That man would be prestigious, and an ancient precious porcelain vase in her palace would be broken when he was unhappy. The anger was so inexplicable, he didn't want to ask a few questions.
Huo Qiu, who had only started a fire in the main hall, was not able to calm down until dinner, but the look was really not good. After waiting for a day, the woman not only didn't come, but she didn't even say a word. Stop talking, I'm afraid she doesn't even remember him.
That night, it was three more days after Huo Qiu finished his review of Zhezi. He put the pen and rubbed his eyebrows, pressing down angrily in his heart and asked: "What is the prince?"
Li Desheng's head was so low that he couldn't lower his head, and asked what the two masters are making trouble again? The princess was obviously more sensible and obedient in the past two days. Why was his Royal Highness not only unhappy, but also made such a big fire when he entered Yiqiu Palace?
"Back to your Highness, this hour, the empress has stopped."
Huo Qiu couldn't help squeezing the palm of his hand. He thought that he would be a little clean after leaving her, but now it seems that he has always been the one who can't let go of his heart. This has been the case for three years.
In the past three to five days, the woman has been acting under her nose!
It shows that she was blindly respectful and decent, and she has changed the same as a person. She is like a princess who can't be more qualified. Everything that she should do is dripping and can't find the slightest fault.
Even when he caught Tang Zhuozuo from the bed for questioning this morning, the woman still used a sleepy voice to persuade him to get wet with rain and dew, and to take a look at nearby places.
It seemed that the person who grabbed his sleeve and told him not to go to Yuxi Palace that day only appeared in an illusory dream.
Huo Qiu was upset, he had always been resolute and resolute, he was alone in the woman's body. Tang Zhuozuo's abnormality began in the evening. Now that she is knowledgeable and not noisy, he feels that his heart is empty. Until the rain and dew in the morning, he almost strangled her heart.
Thousands of calculations, Dudu did not count that she was so free and easy, now in this situation, the person who can't let go anyway has become His Royal Highness.
The cold war began again between the two masters of the East Palace.
This cold, until the eve of August 15.
Tang Zhuozhuo was also accustomed to a leisurely life. If Huo Qiu didn't come, she didn't have to move her face up, it wasn't her fault.
It was just that on this day, she was a little upset, because according to the trajectory in the previous life, Emperor Qiongyuan died at noon on this day.
In the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Qiongyuan woke up after a day of lethargy. It was still early, and Empress Guan was still sleeping on the Luohan bed outside, separated from the dragon couch by a bandai orchid screen.
When Huo Qiu came in to greet him, Emperor Qiong Yuan was sitting on the bed with a bright yellow soft pillow behind him. After a lapse of many days, the color finally became a little ruddy.
He looked at this scene, and then thought of Jiang Jianxi's words, his heart sank suddenly, and a little coolness came from his back.
There is not much time left for a generation of emperors.
Emperor Qiong Yuan looked at his most proud aunt, smiled and waved to him, speaking softly, for fear of waking up those who were sleeping outside but not yet awake.
He smiled kindly. At this moment, he couldn't see the majesty of the emperor at all. Emperor Qiong Yuan took a breath, holding Huo Qiu's hand and said, "I will leave it to you in the future."
Huo Qiu didn't speak, the words of relief from his mouth at this moment were superfluous, and Emperor Qiong Yuan himself knew it well.
He couldn't know what Emperor Qiongyuan meant, but at this time, all he could do was nod his head.
Emperor Qiong Yuan coughed a few more times, a thick black blood clot jumped out of his veil, Huo Qiu's expression changed, and he was about to call the doctor in a deep voice, but Emperor Qiong Yuan waved his hand to stop him.
He drew a dark box from under the bright yellow mattress and handed it to Huo Qiu's hands. On his dry palm, he looked at Huo Qiu and said, "...This is a secret guard order. I can dispatch my hands. All secret guards have been passed down from generation to generation, and my son will hold on to this world for me."
"My son will do his best to live up to his father's imperial order."
Emperor Qiongyuan explained everything that should be explained, and the expression on his face was also quite relaxed. At this moment, he turned his head and glanced at the screen, then smiled and said: "Call your aunt to accompany me."
The people who were waiting in the temple stepped back in an orderly manner. The Guan family was already awake, listening quietly behind the screen, and then walked in and naturally sat on the edge of the bed.
The light in Emperor Qiong Yuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he shook her hand very carefully. Guan looked at the overlapping palms of the two, and did not pull away in silence.
Huo Qiu bowed and went to the Partial Hall. Only the old and seriously ill emperor and the long-lost successor remained in the huge inner hall of the Qianqing Palace.
The hall is full of medicinal smells, and if you are used to it, you don't feel unpleasant, but inexplicably meditation.
Emperor Qiongyuan's gaze stuck tightly to the beautiful face of the Guan family, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and it took a long time to say hoarsely: "After so many years, I look at you and look the same."
Not only his appearance remained unchanged, but his temperament did not change at all.
The Guan frowned fiercely and interrupted him, "His Royal Highness should take the medicine, and the concubine asked someone to bring it up."
Emperor Qiong Yuan hurriedly took her hand and smiled bitterly: "At this time, what is the difference between drinking this medicine or not?"
The fate is like this, medicine stone has no cure.
His hands trembled slightly due to physical reasons, and he looked like an old man who was dying of his life at the moment.
Guan Shi didn't know what he thought of, and his voice changed a little, "In that case, what use is it for those educated doctors?!"
Emperor Qiongyuan didn't feel annoyed. He just sat up on his feet and sighed: "I have worked hard in this life, and my children have been around my knees. There is only one thing I regret at this time."
The Guan family didn't want to listen any more, thinking about getting up with a blank face, but was stubbornly held back by Emperor Qiong Yuan, his face rose a little red with such strength from nowhere.
The fundus of Guan's eyes flickered for a moment, and the corner of his heart was still soft.
Emperor Qiong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, touched the loose flesh and layers of folds on his face, and sighed: "I was a lot older than you, and now I am even more disgustingly old."
Guan's gaze fell on his old, ugly face, and for a while, he said lightly: "Yes, old and ugly."
It was the second time in his life that Emperor Qiong Yuan heard someone say that to him. It was her both times.
Once when he was upright and vigorous, he naturally sneered at this, but this time he had to admit it.
"If you hadn't had that glass of wine in the first place, would you and me be different?" His words were a bit difficult, some without beginning and end, but Guan immediately understood what he meant.
If he doesn't have that glass of wine, the person who should be married to him is himself.
Seeing that she was silent, Emperor Qiongyuan rubbed her fingers and said to himself: "But it's okay, you are still my wife after all."
"Your elder sister passed away... Well, in fact, I didn't say such things as asking you to enter the palace. It was me..." Emperor Qiong Yuan didn't have much energy left to speak, he stopped, and then said: "It's me. The marriage with Qingyuanhou is almost set, but my heart is not happy, how can I be willing?"
Where can you be willing to ask you to marry the man next to you so that you can live a happy life with your husband and son?
Guan looked coldly as he spit out blood and fell on the bed, his lips moved a few times, and said, "I know it naturally."
"I can't understand the nature of my elder sister anymore. Since she has suffered from the unloving husband of the deep wall palace, she definitely won't ask me to enter the palace to continue the glory of the family."
Emperor Qiongyuan silently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked hoarsely: "Then why...why?"
Why enter the palace? At that time, he had asked her about the situation. As long as she refused, he would definitely not want her to enter the palace, no matter how thick-skinned he was.
Guan pulled the cushion behind him and asked him to lie down on the couch to save some energy, a trace of depressed pain flashed in his eyes, she said: "Sister's child is still unprotected in the palace."
So no matter what, she would have to sit firmly in this position afterwards.
Emperor Qiongyuan bends the corner of his mouth, slowly closed his eyes, and whispered in his mouth: "In my life, the world is in my hands, but I have never gotten the most cherished person until I die."
Neither the body nor the mind got the same.
Emperor Qiong Yuan never woke up after closing his eyes.
When Huo Qiu brought people in again, Guan looked dazed by the bed of Emperor Qiong Yuan, and his legs and feet were a little numb.
"Auntie." His stern eyebrows were filled with deep pain, and his voice was like a tight string that broke when touched.
The Guan family just got up like a awakening from a big dream, perhaps because he had been sitting for too long and his body staggered. Huo Qiu stepped forward to hold him, and accidentally touched Guan's finger, which was frighteningly cold.
Guan Shi exchanged a glance with him, and then knelt before the bed with a serious look.
The news of Emperor Qiongyuan's death spread all over the deep palace in an instant. The **** who came to report the letter was the person in front of Huo Qiu, who was already suffering from plain clothes, and his expression was sad.
Tang Zhuozuo felt his heart trembled even if he had expected it. Before the **** left, he couldn't help asking: "Where is your Royal Highness now?"
As soon as she asked these words, she felt as if she was stupid. Emperor Qiongyuan died, and he was uncertain about what he was like. Now he must be guarding the Palace of Qing Dynasty.
The death knell in the palace rang long, and it seemed to hit a person's heart.
Tang Zhuozuo was served and changed into a white plain clothes, all the accessories on her body faded away, but with such a plain face, her face is still so exquisite that there is nothing to say, and she is naturally seductive. Bladder.
She took two pieces of pastry to cushion her belly, and took people all the way to the Palace of the Qing Dynasty. After the Queen Mother's birthday banquet that day, she had never seen Emperor Qiong Yuan again, and even when he was later in bed, she did not allow others to enter.
Tonight, these descendants of them will all be filial piety in Qianqing Palace!
On the night of August 14th, the sky suddenly rained, and the temperature swept across Kyoto. In addition, as soon as the news of Emperor Qiongyuan's big trip came out, the front harem was even more turbulent, and no matter what thoughts were in the bottom of my heart, it was a sad look on the face, which made people feel more depressed.
At a later time, Tang Zhuozuo entered the Palace of the Qing Dynasty. The palace that used to shine was covered with white cloth, like a hazy mist and dust.
People who arrived earlier than her knelt according to their rank status, with a solemn and sorrowful face. Tang Zhuozhuo knelt down and looked up. The man who was not far in front was straight, with black hair and plain clothes. The collision was particularly intense, and she felt the pressure and sadness like a mountain, like an ancient painting with bright and dark colors and waves.
On the side of the female family, it was the Guan family who was kneeling in the first place, but it was strange that the concubine Yan did not show up from the beginning, and even the sixth prince Huo Qi never came.
Tang Zhuo was puzzled, only knowing that Huo Qiu's suppression of Huo Qi was particularly severe during this period, but the Hundred-legged Insect died and was not stiff. The Sixth Prince had worked so hard for so many years, and it was impossible to be suppressed by such a single night.
What's more, Emperor Qiongyuan loved the prince more when he was alive.
Thinking of this, Tang Zhuozhuo felt a little nervous.
She lowered her head, frowning her crescent-like eyebrows invisibly, and couldn't help but glance up at Huo Qiu's back. He was born tall and stiff, and his back just exudes a deep chill.
Well, for a person like him, she naturally doesn't need to worry about anything, so she doesn't need to get together to be affectionate again, which would ruin the good things of the prince.
Through a small window, the dark clouds outside pressed against the roof of the palace. Tang Zhuozuo suddenly felt a little chest tightness and shortness of breath. He took a few breaths while holding the veil.
The nonsensical dispute that day seemed to be a unilateral anger from the prince, but in fact, where did she not participate?
Since His Royal Highness wanted to be stunned, she would naturally accompany her to the end. If she was holding the nameless fire in her heart for a long time, she would have to suppress something wrong.
In the second half of the night, princes and nobles and high-ranking ministers all came together, and the eunuch, the chief **** who was most dependent on Emperor Qiongyuan's life, came with a solemn and solemn expression, holding a bright yellow imperial edict.
When everyone saw this, they knew everything in their hearts.
This imperial decree will determine who will go to the throne.
All the princes and concubines are here, but the six princes and the concubine are missing. Those ministers watched their eyes and minds, and none of them dared to ask questions.
This group of six princes will not have been imprisoned by the prince?
At this point, the battle for the throne has quietly fallen down before it even begins. According to the edict left by Emperor Qiongyuan, he has embraced Crown Prince Huo Qiu as his successor.
Tang Zhuozuo spent two nights in the Qianqing Palace. When An Xia helped him to go to the side hall to rest, she only felt her legs trembling, and then sat on the bed to recover some strength. Then she turned her head and asked, "The Queen Mother Where is it now?"
Zi Huan kneaded her calves and knees, and replied submissively: "The lady came out a while earlier than us, and she should be back to Changchun Palace now."
Because the funeral of Emperor Qiongyuan has not yet been completed, the Guan family also temporarily resides in the Changchun Palace.
Tang Zhuozuo's eyes flickered a few times, and then his small face leaned in front of the ice basin and took a deep breath. He felt a chill deep into his bones, and even his spirit was lifted.
"Come on, let's go and see."
When they arrived at the entrance of the Changchun Palace, they saw a few low-level concubines eating closed doors and walking away in disarray.
Tang Zhuozuo just as if he hadn't seen him, a decent smile on his delicate face without Fendai, before he was about to speak, the palace lady who guarded the door crouched and bowed, saying: "The lady has given orders, if the prince The concubine is here, just walking inside."
Tang Zhuozhuo smiled and nodded, before stepping into the scarlet gate, he looked back. The departed concubine was supported by a little court lady, and the corners of the white clothes were tremblingly wet by the rain and blown by the wind.
Guarding in the deep palace, fate has always been like this. If there are no heirs, these concubines will either be buried with the emperor in the life of the ancient Buddha in the blue light and the ancient Buddha, and they will not be recorded in the history books until they die.
Entering the Changchun Palace and walking a section of gravel road, An Xia took the umbrella, and Tang Zhuozhuo heard the palace maid say that Guan's family was resting on the bed because he was tired for several days.
She stepped lightly and walked in, the inner hall was a little dim, only a few lamps were lit, the curtain of the bed was opened, and it moved slightly with the wind. The temple is smoked with plain sandalwood, which seems to be different from ordinary sandalwood, which is more peaceful and soothing.
Seeing her coming, Guan put down a white flower in her hand. The flower bloomed just right, but it rolled along the bedside Gululu all the way to Tang Zhuozhuo's feet. She was taken aback for a moment, and immediately bent over to pick it up.
Guan leaned on the cushion, smiled softly, beckoned to her, and said, "Jiaojiao, come over to my aunt."
Tang Zhuo'er's roots are a little red. Guan Shi is in a high position, but every time she treats her, she is very affectionate, and she is not doing superficial work, but it is a real joy.
She just walked to the edge of the bed and was caught by Guan. The latter had a natural smile on her face. Apart from a pale face, she could not see anything else, not even a trace of sadness or grief.
Tang Zhuo pressed his lips and didn't know how to speak for a while.
"A while ago, my palace grinds the mouth fat according to your method, but the color is not correct." Guan said with a smile, and didn't know what he remembered, patted her hand and said, "Wait for the Emperor. After that, let's talk together again."
For some reason, Tang Zhuozuo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. At least in this life, the Guan family no longer had the idea of going to the temple as a companion with a blue lantern.
"It just so happened that my concubine, His Highness Yang, found a kind of jade flower seeds, and planted them in the concubine's courtyard. After a few months, the flowers will bloom and be crushed into juice to make mouth fat." Tang Zhuozhuo blinked, slender. The eyelashes flickered like a small fan, and the more Guan looked at it, the more he felt that this child was really a water spirit, good-looking, sweet-spoken, no wonder Huo Qiu pampered like a treasure.
"The prince is very busy these days, and he has nothing to do to accompany his aunt when he is carefree. This Changchun Palace is very deserted." Guan sighed slightly and said with emotion.
Tang Zhuozuo naturally responded, and affectionately took Guan's arm to act like a baby.
When finally walking out of the Changchun Palace, Tang Zhuozuo watched the ticking water droplets under the glazed brick eaves forming a curtain of beads, and felt a little sad for some reason.
Guan should also be sad, right? Although there is no clue from the outside.
She herself was holding an oil-paper umbrella with a woman quietly dancing and wagging. The big rain drops on her head, as if playing a piece of music, making the characters above them more vivid.
In the Changchun Palace, the Guan family watched her walk out, and smiled at the grandmother beside him: "The prince is a good concubine. The Tang family teaches well. If at any time, I will give the emperor a son and a half daughter. The heart can be considered let go."
Having said that, she waved her hand to make everyone retreat, and the huge palace suddenly appeared empty. She had been down for half a day, and she had a faint smile on her face. Now that everyone has gone out, she only felt that her face was stiff.
That person... just gone?
Guan raised his head slightly, the tip of his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were fixed on the front bed curtain, but the words that the man said before leaving still came out clearly in his mind.
Between them, it shouldn't be so!
Guan frowned fiercely, and a tear was caught off guard after all. She is no longer the innocent and innocent Miss Guan Er more than ten years ago. She has been in the harem for so many years, her heart has long been so hard.
She clearly felt that she was too bitter to live in the palace life, and only after the person completely left did she feel a little bit of interest.
It was like a dream for more than ten years, but she still remembered very clearly that at the ceremony that followed, Emperor Qiong Yuan was dressed in a big red dragon robe, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy. At that time, the hands were a little trembling, and everyone with a discerning eye could see it.
She hadn't been tempted, but her sister was too important to her, she had to warn herself again and again that she entered the palace to protect the adult with the blood of her sister, and the rest of her thoughts were all rotten in her stomach.
What's more, the wrong thing she did was a lifetime, and she couldn't pay it back.
So there was the later one. In the wedding night of the bridal chamber, the emperor who was above ten thousand people lay on the periphery of the Xi bed, leaving her all the places inside, but said to her hoarsely.
In the palace, don't be afraid.
He did not touch her.
It seems that between them, they are still as innocent as before.
Guan calmly rubbed the moistened corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and accidentally knocked over the flower basket by his elbow. The white flowers that had just been picked from the inside were scattered all over the place, stained with dust, in the glaze color. The ground trembles tremblingly and calmly.
She closed her eyes and said in a very low voice, "Sister, I haven't lost you for so many years."
I really took myself down.
What happened next to everyone's surprise was that two or three days before Emperor Qiongyuan's death, the Sixth Prince's family and Concubine Yan had quietly left Kyoto overnight. When others responded, the Sixth Prince Huo Qi had already received the news. He appeared in the Huainan area and called himself the king, the king of Yu.
Tang Zhuozuo had already lived in the Changchun Palace at that time, and Huo Qiu couldn't get out because of one after another. She was happy and free herself, either enjoying flowers and making tea or going to Cining Palace to accompany the two queen mothers.
It is worth mentioning that, except for the empress Tang Zhuozuo, none of the old people in the East Palace is actually a high-ranking concubine. She originally thought Zhong Yuxi would have the title of Zhaoyi, and no matter how bad it was, she would be a sage. Just a wife.
The remaining four or five people were Jie Yu and Rong Hua, and there was even one who only got the name of a nobleman.
Tang Zhuozuo looked at the roster in the middle of the night and frowned, but he couldn't figure out what the man was thinking.
During the period, Tang Zhuozuo never met Huo Qiu once, it was a bit like the cold war between the two after each quarrel when she first entered the East Palace.
Over time, the Guan family also noticed something wrong.
At the beginning of October, just after the hottest time of the year, Tang Zhuozuo brought some self-brewed osmanthus wine to Cining Palace early in the morning.
The Guan family, who is now the queen mother, is still the same. People who don't want to see let you knock on the door and disappear. People who meet with joy can be happy for a long time. The more they live, the more casual, but Tang Zhuozhuo is envious enough. .
Only when the wine jar was opened, a fragrant aroma came out. It didn't smell like wine, but it seemed to be standing under a sweet-scented osmanthus tree full of flowers, counting the fragrance.
Guan's beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded Tang Zhuozhuo's eyebrows, and said, "Where did you girl come to deliver the wine? This is obviously the honey in your palace, right?"
Tang Zhuozhuo's coral hand ring on her wrist touched a corner of the wine jar, making a crisp sound, and the liquor in it shook. She smiled and rolled up her soft sleeves, revealing a large white delicate skin on the back of her hand.
"The emperor is here!"
With an abrupt, shrill voice, like sand and glass rubbing together, Tang Zhuozhuo's body suddenly became a little stiff, after a while he slowly exhaled, and then there was an invisible frown.
She hadn't seen this man for more than a month.
Huo Qi established himself as king. The Huainan area was originally a rich place. Now the court has lost contact with the officials there. You can guess his idea without thinking.
For this matter, Huo Qiu, who had just ascended the throne of God, turned upside down day and night. In addition, Tang Zhuozuo's sentence of rain and dew was so irritated. In the past two months, I didn't say anything about rain and dew, and even the harem did not take a step.
Completely pure and unwilling.
Fortunately, it is still in the funeral period of the first emperor, and the new emperor is showing filial piety.
The ministers' mouths didn't have the courage to fall on Tang Zhuozhuo's head.
Tang Zhuozuo was naturally happy.
It's really strange. Two months ago, they were as good as glue, and even regardless of each other, he could calm down one by one by her unscrupulous little temper. Why this time, the trouble suddenly became so stiff?
Tang Zhuozhuo thought of it occasionally, and felt that his whole body was uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell the specific taste, but whenever he thought of it, he was always confused. One accidentally smashed a few objects that Yang had come over earlier. .
In a month or two, although the Changchun Palace is exquisite and appropriate everywhere, it is almost the same as the layout in the East Palace, but the small delicate objects that Huo Qiu sent in front were hidden by her under the box, and of course, there is not much detail left. .
This makes me feel out of sight and out of mind.
Guan squinted his eyes with a smile, and said to a man in a bright yellow dragon robe that was cold and expensive as a god: "Is the emperor free today?"
Tang Zhuozuo turned his head away, smiling and saluting him naturally, as if the person frowning earlier was not her, and said, "Your Majesty Wanan."
The woman's voice couldn't be more delicate, after nearly two months, Huo Qiu once again looked at her intently.
The warm halo rippled and disappeared on her body, and she stood quietly beside Guan, Tingting, a curvy and delicate one, the exposed skin seemed to be coated with a layer of enamel. The luster surging, she seemed to be dazzled by the sun, the sparkling light swimming around her eyelids.
It was so beautiful that people's hearts trembled.
Huo Qiu paused a little bit no matter how strong his patience was, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times. Deep and secluded eyes could not see whether it was anger or something beside him. His voice asked coldly, "Is the queen here? "
Tang Zhuozhuo nodded lightly, took a step back and replied kindly, with a natural expression on his face: "The concubine has nothing to do in the palace, so come and talk to the mother and queen."
Seeing her retreating movement, Huo Qiu's long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed fire, and he nodded for a while, no longer wanting to speak.
These days, he is looking forward to this woman to appear, and his heart hurts when he thinks about it. He put a pen in the night and pondered, what is she trying to frustrate with himself?
It's just a woman who doesn't know the so-called, and he hasn't touched her finger in the East Palace. How can it be worth her care? Even at the back, Zhong Yuxi only got the position of a concubine, but she didn't seem to be able to see these things, the Changchun Palace was extremely quiet from beginning to end.
Huo Qiu didn't know what was thinking in this woman's head. Whenever he thought about it, he wanted to tie her up and ask her to be clear. At the end of the day, he couldn't help but walk up to her by himself, but saw that she was so evasive. Actions.
Tang Zhuozhuo didn't dare to meet Huo Qiuruying's eyes, tilted his head and glanced at the jar of wine, tightening the veil in his hand and pursing his lips in silence.
Once Emperor Chongjian really got angry, she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.
Seeing the situation of the two of them, Guan shook the delicate palace fan in his hand and choked unceremoniously: "If Jiaojiao is not here, will the emperor find it here?"
These words were too explicit, and Tang Zhuozuo couldn't help his ears become red in front of the elders.
Huo Qiu didn't speak, his eyes were dark and deep, and he didn't comment on Guan's words.
"It's nothing, young people's affairs, my old bones will not be mixed up." Guan's watched the play, and due to the cold eyes cast by Huo Qiu, she got up from the recliner and entered the hall, leaving only A smiley voice came to the ears of the two of them, "The emperor, don't bully Jiaojiao in this palace."
Huo Qiu took a deep breath, this is clearly his Jiaojiao!
Tang Zhuozhuo was a little bit awkward almost as soon as the Guan family left. Her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she covered the clouds and mists inside, and said softly: "Then go down and have a meeting with the queen mother, courtier concubine. There is still something in the palace..."
Huo Qiu's voice was as cold as the night breeze calling from the north of Saibei, and the crowd approached her a few steps like this, "I will go with you."
It was so obvious that the man made it clear that he was looking for her.
On the Yangchang Palace Road, Tang Zhuozuo and Huo Qiu walked one after another. In the distance is the glazed brick palace wall, and in front is Emperor Chongjian, who is Qinggui Yin, and a group of people behind them dare not make any noise. Tang Zhuozuo only felt very depressed.
Follow the dead end of the mountains and rivers.
The Changchun Palace is not far from the Cining Palace. Why can't you see the end without end?
She walked more and more slowly, Huo Qiu frowned and stopped to wait for her. Unexpectedly, she didn't look at the road at all, and plunged her head into his chest. The pain was so painful that she held her forehead and tears swayed.
After two months, Nephrite Wenxiang entered his arms again, Huo Qiu squinted his eyes, and heard the sound of his heartbeat.
"Hiss..." She took a breath, and she could only see the golden dragon with its teeth and claws in front of his chest. Huo Qiu strangled her moving hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Isn't walking in front of you?"
Tang Zhuozhuo's teary eyes were dim, and she wanted to refute it with tears. She saw his fingers rubbing against his forehead, with unquestionable firmness and warm temperature, her heart trembled suddenly, and the words came to her mouth. He swallowed back around again.
"It hurts..." Her voice was extremely aggrieved, and easily touched the string of reason in Huo Qiu's heart.
With such a careless squeamish bag, a face-to-face knocked him off his helmet and armor, and the city was completely lost, and he could not regenerate his hatred, he could only wish to hold her into the blood.
Tang Zhuozuo didn't know the man's heartaches, but this would have eased a little bit, and he felt that so many people had red eyes in front of him, and he had no face, he hummed back a few steps, and stared at himself embroidering the peony hook. The upper of the thread does not speak.
Looking at this situation, is this intentionally reconciled? But at the beginning, the prince shook something and left, but now he wants to expose it with a cold face?
Where is such a good thing in the world?
She has a bad temper, but it's hard to coax her.
Huo Qiu retracted his index finger, the soft and delicate fragrance of the woman still remained on it, and the residual warmth made his fingers move slightly.
"Why did your Majesty stop suddenly?" Tang Zhuozhuo seemed to be angry and resentful, Ru Bibo's eyes filled with a faint smile of glaze, a peach blossom face filled with affection was fascinating.
Huo Qiu's anger that had accumulated for a long time was extinguished by her soft tone, and even the struggle seemed weak.
"Come here." He stretched out his hand, his slightly callused fingers were slender, and his whole body was against the light, and the coldness behind him forced the warmth of the sun back.
Tang Zhuozuo groaned for a moment, then walked a few steps forward and put his hand in his warm palm. The two were very close together, the man's aura was stronger than before, and the gloomy light in his eyes became an ancient well without the sky.
The tips of her fingers were a little whitish, her fingertips rubbed his little finger, her eyes were clear and calm, and she licked her lips and said: "Actually, your majesty is not coming today, and your concubines are going to look for your majesty."
Huo Qiu's heart warmed, and finally realized that this soft service was not too shameful.
Tang Zhuozuo saw the man's complexion soften slightly, his eyes were bent into two crescents, and he saw that the fire was almost over, and then said: "Wake up this morning, the sisters all slightly raised their mouths. It is about the spring draft next year, my concubine is thinking There are not many concubines in the harem, it is time to add more sisters in, so I want to discuss with your majesty."
Speaking of this, she didn't dare to look at the man's face as black as the bottom of a pot, swallowing her saliva, as if calmly said: "If the emperor agrees, this matter can also be on the agenda."
Huo Qiu took a deep breath, holding her hand tightly, his expression gloomy and terrifying.
Behind him, Li Desheng shrank his neck and looked up at the dazzling sun. It was obviously a hot day, so why did he feel cold all over?