Imperial Favour

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?