Imperial Favour

Tang Zhuozuo once again had the unfinished dream of the last time, walking past one after another in the damp and dark dungeon. It was not until the slight stumbling sound that she found the man squatting in the corner.

Under the rags was the flesh and blood that was turned over by the whip, but the man seemed indifferent, just lowered his head and muttered, you go, you go.

Tang Zhuozhuo stood in front of him for a long time, until he raised his head, revealing scarlet eyes, and then called Master softly.

The face that couldn't be seen from the original appearance must be carefully identified to get such a sense of familiarity.

Who is the well-known genius doctor in the dungeon, and why did he end up in such a tragic situation?

Tang Zhuozhuo had to delve into it, and he felt the same pain as burning in his lower abdomen. When he finally opened his eyes laboriously, he only felt terribly calm in his dream.

She quickly had no time to take care of that absurd dream, because the whole body was burnt, and a slight movement was painful.

An Xia was watching her. Seeing that she was awake, her eyes were flushed immediately, she was lifted up carefully, and then she poured a cup of warm water on the bed, and smiled far-fetched: "The empress just woke up, drink some water to moisturize her throat. ."

When she said this, Tang Zhuozhuo also felt that his throat was so dry that he could not speak.

Taking a sip of water, she closed her eyes and trembled, and asked in a trembling voice, "What's the matter with the princess?"

The last memory in my mind was the scene of Zhu Liu sitting on the ground, his face white as paper.

"Among the three, the empress is more injured, the princess has a foot, and the girl Mu Ge is the culprit. She just received forty boards and was dragged back to the tent."

Hearing what An Xia said, Tang Zhuozhuo also remembered. At the last moment, there was a problem with the whip that Mu Ge had thrown at Zhu Liu's end!

She closed her eyes, and there was no painless part of her body. Even when she was talking, she felt that she had to stop and take a breath.

After he settled down, Tang Zhuozuo wanted to ask carefully, when Huo Qiu opened the curtain of the tent, the man walked a little anxiously, and sweat came out from his firm chin.

An Xia retreated wittily.

Originally, there was only a smell of medicine in the house, but now as the woman wakes up, there is a very light sweet smell.

Huo Qiu smelled this incense and couldn't be more familiar, and it was this incense that made him fall into despair for days and nights.

Tang Zhuozhuo hadn't noticed anything yet. When this meeting came to him, she felt that the pain from all over her body was rushing to her brain. In the blink of an eye, she slumped her mouth and dropped the golden peas.

She saw that the man was just standing there, always a dozen steps away from her, without having to try to figure out his expression, she knew that he was very angry this time.

Tang Zhuozuo also regretted a bit, and definitely never thought that Mu Ge would have the courage to break the boat and sink the boat, dying three of them together?

She stretched out two arms like jade lotus roots, her voice still trembling with an unobvious cry, "The emperor, it hurts."

Huo Qiu took a deep look at her and walked to the bed to wipe away those two lines of tears. Who knows that the little squeamish bag grew stronger, but he hooked his neck and raised his face in front of his eyes. The tears were like It doesn't finish dripping, and there will be more after rubbing.

The man's heart was almost burned by these tears, but he frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Does this know that the cry hurts?"

"I didn't think about how painful it would be to fall when I was chasing behind someone?"

Tang Zhuozuo fell so hard that he even bit the tender meat in his mouth when he knocked on the ground. This would give him a fishy smell when he spoke.

She was in pain and was criticized again, and after rinsing her mouth, she was silent.

The little girl's eyelashes were still trembling with tears, Chu Chu was very soft, Huo Qiu looked at it, but it was full of pity, he slowly held the person in his arms, and controlled himself not to touch her. The bruises were serious. Left arm.

"No next time."

Until now, he still has lingering fears.

Tang Zhuozhuo nodded, she was born a seductive goblin, even if she looks embarrassed, crying and crying, but that small face is still enough to be seductive.

Huo Qiu's gaze fell inch by inch, and finally moved to her lower abdomen. His gaze froze for an instant, but when he raised his gaze to look at her, except for the feeling of pity in his eyes, he also looked at the emotions beside her. Does not come out.

Tang Zhuozuo reached out his hand and touched his white and tender cheeks, and then let out a sigh of relief, his small face buried in front of the man's chest, and a few more tears were secretly shed where he could not see.

Huo Qiu pressed his lips and patted her back, and asked patiently, "Are you hungry? You have been fainted for a full day. I asked people to prepare some light dishes. Can you try them?"

Where does Tang Zhuozuo still have an appetite to eat?

She shook her head like a rattle, and was afraid that the man would stand up and force her to eat. Two white as if plated arms tightly wrapped around Huo Qiu's thin waist, and her beautiful apricot eyes looked like a bend. The crescent moon is full of water.

"The emperor..." She whispered to him softly, without saying anything else, one after another, Huo Qiu answered every time she called, until she cried into tears by pulling his clothes.

Huo Qiu's heart suddenly shook.

Although she was squeamish, she would not shed tears easily. If it was only because of the pain from the fall, at most she would only shed a few tears half-truth, to make him feel pity and distress.

Rather than shrinking into a small ball like now, crying out of breath.

Huo Qiu's eyes were like a blade, and the force in his hand was a bit stronger.

"Jiaojiao, don't cry." He still only said this sentence back and forth, and he couldn't really say any sincere words.

He is still using this little petite bag to coax women, and he can't change a flower.

When he said this in the past, Tang Zhuozuo would just accept it as soon as he saw it, but he left and followed Emperor Chongjian to find some rare treasures for fun, but not once, like she is now.

Tang Zhuozuo had learned medical skills from Jiang Jianxi for such a long time. From her awakening to the present, the pain in her lower abdomen was not to be ignored, no matter how she knew it.

The man's body was stiff like a stone, Tang Zhuozhuo lost his strength, knocked his chin on his generous shoulder, did not ask anything, it was so quiet that he was distraught.

"Jiaojiao." Huo Qiu squeezed Tang Zhuozhuo's cold little hand, frowning and calling her.

Tang Zhuozhuo's throat was a little hoarse, but he moved his fingers in response.

"Take care of your body, don't think too much, I'll be with you." Huo Qiu rubbed her long hair like thick ink, and she couldn't hide her petting intentions.

Tang Zhuozuo raised her eyes and looked into a pair of eyes that were as deep as the vast sea of ​​stars. Her slender fingers covered her lower abdomen with distinct roots, her long eyelashes trembled, and asked, "The concubine can't have children, right? ?"

This sentence shocked the storm in Huo Qiu's heart. Several distinct veins protruded from the back of his hand, and he patted her back to comfort him: "It's just that I am weaker. If Jiaojiao wants a child, I will work harder. That's it."

If a man said this kind of words when he was beside him, he would have a touch of tenderness and honey, but at this time, he could only use such words to comfort the person in his arms.

How sad should she be crying like this?

Tang Zhuozuo looked dazed after crying, biting his lower lip, Ren Huo Qiu didn't say anything.

The man frowned deeply, his heartache was terribly painful, he leaned over and kissed the red lips of his relatives. Tang Zhuozhuo came to a sudden, loosened the bitten and bleeding lips, and said dumbly: "I'm sorry."

Huo Qiu's action paused, and he hugged her on his knees, and reprimanded in a deep voice, "What is the nonsense?"

Tang Zhuozuo didn't speak, and there was a lot of stuff in her heart. She moved her palm away from her lower abdomen and hung softly on the edge of the bed. After a long time, some light gathered in her eyes. She pressed her lips softly, and carefully pulled his clothes. Xiu asked: "In the future...If the emperor has someone else, can he often accompany his concubines?"

Huo Qiu's eyebrows were beating suddenly, this woman should be angry with him at this time? It is said that it is so impertinent, he is more than always accompanied? Now that I have become addicted, I feel bored if I don't see it for a day.

Tang Zhuozuo curled his lips. Hearing the patter of rain outside, he only felt that the coldness from his bones entangled her desperately.

She also thought of the consequences. If a queen has no children, and when she looks senile and has a depressed family background, she will probably live the same life as in the cold palace in her previous life.

If Huo Qiu doesn't remember her old feelings, she won't even be able to keep her position as a queen.

Even if it is a new start, can she not escape that fate?

"Jiaojiao, don't make trouble again." Huo Qiu's eyelids twitched a few times and repeated: "I have been with you."

Tang Zhuozuo closed his eyes in silence, and said nothing. When Huo Qiu lowered his eyes to look at her, she happened to fall asleep with tears on her eyelashes, frowning.

She looks like this, the man feels uncomfortable when she sees it, and can't wait to suffer the pain for her.

In the middle of the night, Huo Qiu got up and walked into another tent with a gloomy expression. The darkness was like a thick fog, covering the whole world so tightly. The maid lit a pine lamp, and the tent was as bright as day, and the face of a man was Shen Shen was like water, the prayer beads on hand fell to the ground with a clatter and the beads flew around.

"Zhang Desheng, sent someone overnight to search for Madame Bright Moon's trail. If you have a clue, you can report it, and you can't make any claims."

Zhang Desheng studied the mill, hesitantly said: "The emperor, Mrs. Moon Moon has not been born for a long time. If you want to find a trace, you have to ask the empress dowager."

Huo Qiu hooked his lips, not angry but mighty: "I have my own measures."

Seeking to be in front of the Guan family, it is bound to clarify the situation of the little woman today.

Mrs. Moon Moon is the best at conditioning the body of a woman in the world. He has hoped in case, because of the many tears that the squeamish bag shed tonight, he must find people out.

Tang Zhuozuo woke up again in the night, her eyelids were so swollen that she almost couldn't open them, and the embroidered surface on the pillow was a little wet. She was stunned for a moment, then hugged her knees with her hands until Huo Qiu came back.

The man didn't worry about her, he came straight over here without any delay after the order was finished.

I opened the curtain and saw that it was really such a scene.

Huo Qiu didn't know if it was because he was too tired or something else. Suddenly a few strands of blood appeared, which made him even more sinister.

He stepped forward and directly confined the person in his arms. The force was so strong that Tang Zhuozhuo was so painful. She sucked her nose, and the tender fingers hooked his little finger, and a small bloom appeared. Come with a smile.

"Don't worry about the emperor, the concubine is okay." Tang Zhuozhuo made a small voice, covering his red eyelids with his hands.

Huo Qiu didn't speak, but closed his eyes and pressed her in his arms. Her voice was like a very tight ancient piano string, and her voice was dumb: "Jiaojiao, I put you on the tip of my heart."

always the same.

In the past, she spoke softly and said that she wanted to put her on the cusp of her heart, but it hurts hard. The man is noble and introverted and has never responded to her directly, but these words are really true.

Nothing is perfunctory.