Imperial Favour

The cool night is like water, the grass is luxuriant on both sides of the small intestines, Tang Zhuozhao's delicate skirt traverses a slight arc, and a court lady in front walks carefully carrying a lantern.

The face ladies around the master had a small room of their own. Although it wasn't much comfortable, it was better than a few people.

Turning a turn, passing by a row of small houses, the maid in front stopped, turned her head and said, "Manny, this is the place."

Tang Zhuozuo had heard the noise inside the wooden door long ago, and the people inside lowered their voices to argue. The moonlight was like a cicada and the sound of their footsteps didn't make the insiders notice.

She waved her hand gently, and the lady of the court took a few steps back quietly carrying the lantern, Tang Zhuozuo put her ear close to the ancient wooden door, and the sound from inside reached her ears without missing a word.

An Xia's questioning voice was particularly indignant: "You know in your heart how your mother treats you, you still have to know what you are doing!"

An Zhi looked at An Xia with an angry face, stretched out her hand to caress her shoulders, her voice choked: "Why did I think so?"

"But you don't want to think about it, the mother is fighting against your Highness every day, how can she persuade her to go to her ears, what good life will be in the future?"

"I'm just trying to make a living for myself."

Her voice was mixed with sadness, which made the outer moon darken a lot, Tang Zhuozhuo's complexion remained unchanged, but a strange emotion was dragged between the opening and closing of those burning apricot eyes.

Hearing what Anzhi said, her heart was as calm as water.

She knew that Anzhi was right.

Wasn't she in her previous life just not going to end well?

A faint light gleamed from Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes, staring at the door for a long time, then hummed softly, turned and left.

She was right for her own sake, but because she was unfamiliar, Tang Zhuozuo couldn't indulge her anymore.

The betrayal of the master's minion, with such an end, she has already read aside from the past.

It's a fake if you can't be angry or cold. Tang Zhuozhuo spent a whole night thinking about it for a long time before finally closing his eyes.

In the morning of the next day, Tang Zhuozhuo got up a little bit late, his head was dizzy and dizzy, and he brought a bowl of porridge, and the blackness in front of him fell softly.

The Yiqiu Palace was in turmoil for a while, but An Xia was calmer, and hurriedly sent people to the Zhengda Hall to invite His Royal Highness, but was told that His Highness would go to Yuxi Hall after the dynasty.

An Xia stomped her feet, and hurriedly sent someone to urge the doctor, and ran to Yuxi Palace.

Unexpectedly, the door of Yuxi Palace was stopped by two court ladies before entering.

An Xia suddenly sighed and shouted: "Laughter, the prince and concubine is ill, and she came to look for Her Royal Highness. Not only do you not just go in and report, but you dare to stop?"

The two court ladies looked at each other for a long time, and it was the head of the lady who smiled and replied: "Sister An Xia, it's just that our Highness has ordered that no one can go in and disturb."

"Let's wait."

An Xia gritted her teeth with anger, then she thought about Tang Zhuozhuo's pale face lying on the bed, and she was so worried that she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

Inside the Yuxi Palace, Huo Qiu was dressed in a crown prince's court clothes with a python pattern, which made the man more and more solemn, standing alone was a picture that made people unable to look away, but his face was indifferent and cold.

Zhong Yuxi knelt on the cold ground, tears from his delicate face, silently falling on the clothes, and a small splash of water was dyed in an instant.

She didn't even dare to cry out loud.

Huo Qiu's complexion was already impatient. The fragrance in this temple was too strong, and he felt choking when he breathed into his nose. His brows wrinkled, and his voice became colder: "Do you have any comments on Gu's decision?"

Although it is an inquiry, it does not allow anyone to say a word.

Zhong Yuxi bit her lower lip, looking at the man who is as high as a **** in front of him, and said with difficulty: "His Royal Highness knows that the concubine's brother will not do such a thing..."

Why ban him to the frontier?

In those places of bitter cold, can people still be remembered after going? I'm afraid that in this life, I won't be able to return to Kyoto.

Huo Qiu looked at the woman's face with tears coldly, without even moving his eyelids, he turned the jade fingers in his hand, and looked like a Hell walking in **** for a while.

"Zhong, don't think carefully in front of the lonely."

"Why did your brother get together with Wang Yi, don't you know the Zhong family?"

The corner of his mouth bends in a mocking arc, and he said with extreme contempt: "The most uncomfortable thing in an lonely life is the grass on the wall, where the wind blows and where it falls."

Zhong Yuxi's complexion turned pale. Starting from her fingers, every temperature of her body was taken away, and even her teeth were shaking up and down. She lowered her eyes and said with difficulty: "Your Highness, the concubine's father and brother are doing their best. Support Your Majesty, how can you talk about it?"

The Zhong family cannot afford such a serious crime.

Huo Qiu's deep eyes flashed a haze, and the wide black sleeves flicked over the chessboard set by Zhong Yuxi's early death, remembering what the old man Zhong had done, and closed his eyes sinkingly.

Zhong Yuxi thought he had listened, and the tears stopped a little bit. She looked at the man's tight jaw, stood up carefully and asked: "Your Royal Highness would think this, is it because of the prince..."

She suddenly couldn't speak anymore, because Huo Qiu turned around abruptly, a pair of temperatureless eyes condensed on her face, Zhong Yuxi's face trembled, and she couldn't speak anymore.

But the more she dared not say, the stronger her unwillingness.

Obviously, all his thoughts are placed on His Royal Highness, why is there only Tang Zhuozhao in his eyes?

His family, appearance and character, he was clearly not bad, but he still couldn't get even a little pity.

The most powerless thing is not even knowing where you lost.

Zhong Yuxi's pointed nails penetrated deeply into the flesh, because the flower juice he dyed has lost its original color.

"The prince concubine speaks kindly, not the reason you can mess with the rules."

Huo Qiu didn't even look at her, he just lifted the curtain and wanted to leave. Behind him, Zhong Yuxi whimpered. The beautiful Qiushui eyes were full of jealousy and hideousness.

She even wanted to shout out desperately, Tang Zhuozuo was a sleek woman at all, she was eating the bowl and looking at the pot without letting it go.

Such a person, can Huo Qiu still be eye-catching?

But she didn't dare, the sound of rushing out of her throat was firmly suppressed by her, and her eyes turned red.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of dispute outside. Huo Qiu raised the curtain and frowned as he looked at Zhang Desheng who looked embarrassed and An Xia who was sweating profusely outside.

"what happened?"

Zhang Desheng hurriedly walked to his side and said: "His Royal Highness, the minion saw that An Xia was stopped by two court ladies of Yuxi Palace, and then asked, it was the prince's concubine that had something wrong with her."

Huo Qiu paused, and An Xia hurriedly knelt to his feet, with mixed tears on her face.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"His Royal Highness, the empress suddenly fainted while eating breakfast, and she was so burnt. The slave and maid had the courage to ask Your Highness to come over and take a look."

Huo Qiu's sword eyes were tightly closed for an instant, and the hand hanging beside him was clenched tightly, and he walked out of the gate of Yuxi Palace like a wind.

Why did people who were fine last night suddenly fainted?

Zhang Desheng trot all the way, seeing that his expression became more gloomy, he couldn't help but ask: "His Royal Highness, are the two palace ladies going to deal with it?"

Huo Qiu's thin lips were tightly pressed, and the chill surging all over his body forced the summer heat back a few steps. Seeing that he turned a bend, the palace maid and **** knelt all the way, and he finally said: " Responsible for fifty pulls to the coat bureau."

Zhang Desheng raised a courteous smile and heard the next sentence from the master.

"Zhong Liangdi has lost his morals, he will be confined for a full month and fined for half a year."

The voice was not warm enough and could not be questioned. Li Desheng sighed in silence with a whistle.

This time Zhong Liangdi was determined to suffer from this innocent disaster.

Your Royal Highness's heart is clearly on the sidelines, this is naked anger.

As soon as Huo Qiu entered the hall, he saw the court lady kneeling on the ground, all of them afraid of breathing, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

The bed curtains were put down, and the thin material was flying with the shallow wind, and the people who rubbed it were itchy. A snow-white jade wrist stretched out from the edge of the bed, covered with a flawless veil.

Huo Qiu walked all the way, sweating on his forehead and frowning tightly. The old lady trembled when he saw it, and then patted his sleeves and got up and bowed to Huo Qiu.

"Forget about it, how about the princess?" Huo Qiu tilted his head to look at the carved bed. There was no movement of the person lying on it, neither the cold words of the past, nor the sweetness that I would call upon seeing him these days. child.

The silence made him flustered.

"His Royal Highness, the empress is weak in her body, and she has suffered some wind and cold. After the minister prescribes the medicine and drinks it, she can relieve her fever."

Huo Qiu just let go of his mind a little now.

After the medicine was prepared and presented, Zhang Desheng gave a look, and the maids who were waiting for the palace bowed their heads and filed out. Only Tang Zhuozhuo, who was a little confused, and Huo Qiu, whose eyes were slightly pitiful, remained in the entire inner hall. .

Huo Qiu stretched his hand open the curtain of the bed, and touched her white and smooth forehead. The slightly hot temperature made his heart sulking, and the deep frowning of his brows couldn't be removed.

People of this age are just like children, and they can't even take care of their bodies!

In the end, he was still a little helpless, his dark and deep eyes swept over the warm, pitch-black soup, Huo Qiu took a bowl and scooped a spoonful before sending it to Tang Zhuozhuo's mouth, following her bloodless lips to the pillow. .

Huo Qiu had to help her up and half-wrap her in his arms. The faint fragrance of the woman's body lingered on the tip of his nose. He took a deep breath, and the hand holding the jade spoon shook slightly.

Her unprecedented obedience made him iron in his heart, and then he felt a little funny.

After finishing the medicine, Huo Qiu put her on the bed. She slept very quietly, her face was still warm, her cheeks flushed unnaturally, and her palm-sized face sank into the soft pillow.

Huo Qiu sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, his eyes scanned every inch of her face, and finally there was a smile in his eyes.

He hadn't looked at her carefully for a long time.

It's funny to say, he is a righteous wife, but he dare not step into this palace gate for several months.

Is really timid.

I was afraid that facing her increasingly disgusting eyes and increasingly piercing words, it was even more chilling than the cold arrow shot from the back on the battlefield.

"It's rare to see you behave like this." Huo Qiu couldn't help but mute, and his slender fingers touched one of her cheeks, and then slid down her delicate side face to her small lips.

After a sudden movement, Huo Qiu's expression in his eyes was completely clear again. He stood up, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, there was still a soft touch on his fingertips, which was so crunchy and fatal. .

Tang Zhuozuo didn't know what happened, suddenly curled up into a ball, his small fists were tightly pinched, and he whimpered in a low voice.

A few crystal teardrops fell down her cheeks, Huo Qiu's heart twitched, and he frowned and walked to the bedside, looking at her condescendingly, not knowing what to do for a while.

Unexpectedly, she had more and more tears, her tiny body shrank to the side of the bed, teardrops still hung on her slender eyelashes, and even her mouth began to mumble unconsciously.

Huo Qiu looked at it for a while and felt really distressed. He had to froze and pulled her over and leaned on his shoulder. Who knew she was getting more and more dishonest, crying and choking and screaming, he finally became annoyed. , Clasp the small group directly and firmly in his arms, and the talent will be honest.

Only then did he hear clearly what Tang Zhuozhuo was calling.

She rubbed his hot face against his wide palm again. The temperature on her head made her happy and comfortable. Her voice was a little low and hoarse like a tired little beast. She gently called: "Your Highness..."

Her Highness was dragged a little longer by her, and it sounded like a sweet and coquettish tone. Huo Qiu was forced to stiffen by her, and the dark sword eyes were surging, and an emotion that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly erupted.

Tang Zhuozhuo missed for a long time without a response from others, and became more and more anxious. In the end, he cried loudly, "His Royal Highness...Huo Qiu!"

It was in the dream that her usual arrogant temper did not change the slightest. When she arrived, she even called him by name and surname, but the teardrops on her face kept rolling off.

Huo Qiu was forced by her to breathe in a mess, and he held her pretty little face against it, and bit by bit the salty and bitter taste on her face was rolled into her belly, as if the blood had melted into another person's breath. The low-alcohol voice is like old wine, but it brings an inexplicable hoarseness.

He said: "Jiaojiao, alone."

Always be there, don't be afraid.

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