Imperial Favour

Zhang Desheng was holding several ancient scriptures in his hand, and the simple scrolls exuded the incense of the Buddha in the temple, elegant and quiet.

Tang Zhuozuo picked up a copy from Zhang Desheng, turned a few pages carefully, and broke his face: "His Royal Highness, this...this is all in Sanskrit, and my concubine can't understand it."

It is normal for her not to be interested in such obscure scriptures.

Huo Qiu's steps were lightly paused, and the black gold hooked boots touched the ground, making a small and light noise, which alarmed the silence of the room.

"At that time, you and a few princes and concubines will present the gifts together and just say a few auspicious words."

Fearing that she would be worried, Huo Qiu made a special addition: "The royal grandmother will like it."

In the future, she would believe what Emperor Chongjian said. Tang Zhuozhuo narrowed his eyes, gently placed the scriptures on the bank of the table, and said in a low voice: "The emperor's grandmother is not happy with concubines..."

Not only did she dislike herself, in her impression, even Huo Qiu had no good expressions.

In her previous life, she knew very little about the Queen Mother, and she had never felt through her mind, only that she was a powerful character.

Of course, I don't bother to bother to understand.

But it seems that the Queen Mother has such an attitude towards everyone, but there is nothing to say.

Huo Qiu hummed from his nose, his eyes darkened a lot, but when he turned his head to see Tang Zhuozhuo's slightly ignorant look, he pressed his lips and twitched the corners of his mouth, his hale eyebrows softened slightly.

"The emperor grandmother has seen too many people and things. At this age, she only focuses on Buddha and doesn't want to worry about anything."

But there are a lot of people with high authority in the palace, and there are a lot of people who want to curry favor. If they are more kind, I am afraid that some people will be hit by snakes and sticks.

Tang Zhuozuo nodded thoughtfully, glanced at the scrolls of ancient scriptures, and rubbed the tip of his nose: "Where did your Royal Highness find this scripture? It doesn't look like the usual words."

Zhang Desheng knew Huo Qiu’s mind and moved half a trail forward: "Hui Niangniang’s words, this scripture was personally copied by Master Pu Zang, and it was placed in Zhenguo Temple for more than ten years and was stolen during the previous dynasty. After the trace, finding it back will waste a lot of your Highness's energy."

Tang Zhuozuo could hear vigorously at first, but later he felt a little stiff and asked in his usual voice, "But those volumes of Diamond Sutra?"

"My mother has good eyesight, it is these books."

Tang Zhuozhao's peach blossom eyes showed a little bit of brilliance, and his soft jade-white fingertips gently rubbed the scripture writing, "His Royal Highness is really bothering."

Huo Qiu was sitting on that valuable pearwood chair, his tall body was like a stone sculpture soaked in wind and rain. Hearing her words, he raised a sharp sword eyebrow without making a sound.

Tang Zhuozhuo frowned slightly, as if suddenly thinking of something, he curled his lips and paced to Huo Qiu's place and asked, "Your Highness, these volumes of scriptures, but I found them from Liu Hanjiang?"

Huo Qiu's expression sank for an instant, and his eyes turned a few times on her white jade face. Tang Zhuozhuo tried his best to make his complexion look the same as usual, but a thin layer of sweat came out of the palm of his hand.

His gaze was too sharp, but fortunately he stood up again after a moment, turned the jade pull finger in his hand and asked: "How did you know Liu Hanjiang?"

Tang Zhuozhuo let out a sigh of relief, still biting his scalp and pretending to be relaxed: "It's not the elder brothers of the concubine. After returning from school, they often discuss these things. After listening a lot, the concubine can remember a few people ."

Half of Huo Qiu's body was hidden in the deep darkness, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What did you say?"

"It's just some rootless talk, but this concubine Liu Hanjiang really remembered it."

The man was too strong and silent, Tang Zhuozhuo spoke carefully, and even a thin layer of sweat was dripping from the corner of his forehead behind him.

Compiling words before Huo Qiu really tests people's qualitativeness.

"The concubine's third elder brother admired him very much. After practicing martial arts that day, Liu Hanjiang said that he was both incomparable in martial arts, and looked good. It is a pity that he has no fixed position. "

Tang Zhuozuo's fingers holding the lid of the tea cup turned white, and said with difficulty, "The concubine took care of him. Later, someone said that these scriptures fell in his hands, and I don't know whether they are true or not. ."

"Now he was found by His Highness."

The hall fell into a long silence afterwards, making Tang Zhuozuo a little restless.

But if you missed this opportunity today, it would be difficult to find an opportunity to mention this person in the future.

Huo Qiu Qingrun's laughter was inexplicable. He turned around and said, "Gu and Liu Hanjiang are still some friends."

Is this an acquiescence that Liu Hanjiang is in his camp?

But then, how should she remind Huo Qiu that this Liu Hanjiang will betray and turn to the scene?

Even after that, can Huo Qiu believe her?

Tang Zhuozuo suddenly felt a little big head, but fortunately, things had already started, and he would mention a few words from time to time, which would always make Huo Qiu wary.

She was in a daze, Huo Qiu glanced at her dark hair, and said: "Will you need some snacks?"

Tang Zhuozuo subconsciously said, "If you want, you want Lotus Jade Lu Cake and Green Date Cake."

Tang Zhuozuo realized what was wrong as soon as the words were spoken. As soon as he raised his eyes, he unexpectedly ran into the man's laughing black eyes. He was immediately ashamed and annoyed: "His Royal Highness always laughs at what I do?"

The smile in Huo Qiu's eyes was a bit thicker, and even his voice was more clear because of a somewhat pleasant smile: "The lonely princess is a greedy person, I haven't noticed it before."

Tang Zhuozhuo's pretty face was glowing with a few rays of glow, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, his temper made it smoother than anything else, "Zhang Desheng, tell the small kitchen not to send it over, I won't eat."

The named Zhang Desheng shook his body and looked at Huo Qiu tentatively, only to see that the corners of their eyes and eyebrows were lightly smiled by their indifferent and serious master. Where can I still have time to look at him?

So, do you want to present this snack?

The little girl's slap-sized face was white, tender and clean, but her eyes were a little bit of coquettish flattery, and her whole person also became agile.

"When did the lone not let you eat? Hmm?" Huo Qiu laughed and furious, and took a step forward to pull a strand of fine hair under the corner of the man's temple, revealing earlobes like jade beads.

The light in his eyes suddenly brightened, but the voice was still steady.

"Jing will play a small temper and see who will spoil you in the future."

Tang Zhuozuo was a little unnatural, but he still blinked back: "Naturally, he still has to be pampered by his highness. Isn't it because his highness will have a new love in the future, so he won't indulge his concubine?"

She said this long paragraph smoothly, and Zhang Desheng, who was waiting on the side, rubbed his eyes, always feeling that the princess had changed herself in the past few days.

Look, these few words have coaxed the master's son to show his joy, thinking that they were exhausted in the past, and they could not get a gentler sentence from the master's son.

Gee, it's really incomparable.

Huo Qiu stared at the extraordinarily faceless little guy, pinched her soft cheek, and said, "Naturally, I want to do it."

How could there be a second Tang Zhuozuo in this world who had him stay by his side even if he was dreaming about the means?

Zhang Desheng sighed in his heart and ordered someone to go to the small kitchen to serve pastries.

It was night, Huo Qiu was standing in front of the window, looking at the dark shadows moving behind a few lanterns outside, his eyes full of rustling wind and snow.

Zhang Desheng stood behind him with a puzzled expression: "His Royal Highness, why not leave the empress..."

He naturally knew how much Huo Qiu cared about Tang Zhuozhuo. In the past, when the prince concubine was thinking about the general king coldly, the master and son would usually be so angry that he could not sleep at night, and he was going to court again the next morning. worry.

No one can withstand such tossing!

Finally, the princess did not make a fuss. Seeing that he figured it out, it was because of his highness that at most, the princess came to have a meal and chat for a while. As for the matter of her pet, she did not mention it.

Huo Qiu's slender fingers lightly tapped on the window frame, his gaze was like a falcon on the desert, moving with the black figure, the words he uttered were extremely cold.

"Noisy!"

"..."

Seeing that the lantern turned a corner and disappeared into the night, Huo Qiu was able to withdraw his sight.

Her attitude changed slightly, and he didn't want to force her.

An excellent hunter would never let go of the prey delivered to his mouth, but Tang Zhuozhuo was different from the others and couldn’t be anxious. The feeling of being treated coldly by her was too bone-damaging, he Don't want to suffer a second time.

You can pretend to be dumb, or play your temper, he will accompany her to grind slowly, always telling her to take back her heart!

Huo Qiu closed his eyes when thinking of the hand that had just touched her unintentionally, cold and slightly shaking, and the thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

"Where is Liu Hanjiang now?"

Zhang Desheng followed with a smile on his face and replied: "His Royal Highness, Mr. Liu just returned to the house you bought for him in the suburbs, and Xu went to see his wife."

The story of Liu Hanjiang's doting on his wife and daughter is very popular, and in fact it is true.

Huo Qiu rubbed his eyebrows, "Send some more people to protect them. Don't be negligent."

If something happened to Liu Hanjiang's family, with his temperament, I'm afraid it would be impossible to serve himself.

At the same time, Yiqiu Palace is also a bit lively.

An Xia untied Tang Zhuozhuo's hair bun, and the green silk fell like a waterfall, with a faint fragrance that made his bones crisp when he smelled it. Tang Zhuozhuo put his cheek in his hand and looked at the person in the mirror with red lips and white teeth. Caring: "It's so beautiful."

Zihuan and An Xia looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

In the past few days, the princess had such a temperament, and she was always obsessed with her beauty. At first, they followed a few compliments, and then only laughed at the end.

This is a pretty well-known beauty in Kyoto before entering the East Palace. Needless to say, what she looks like.

"Manny, why didn't you stay in the main hall before?"

Tang Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, took off the jade bracelet in his hand, and yawned lazily: "Tomorrow's Queen Mother’s birthday, I have to get up early, my palace is also tired, you go back."

An Xia wanted to say something, but Zihuan pulled her sleeves, so she had to withdraw.

The night outside was like cold water, Tang Zhuozuo let out a chuckle from his throat, her expression both charming and charming.

Huo Qiu understands her mind.