Imperial Favour

However, the originally scheduled departure date for return to Beijing was shifted a few days later because of Tang Zhuozuo's waking up, and her body was not suitable for boating.

The scratches on her arms and legs were coated with the best ointment, but they healed quickly, but the roots were injured, and her heart was uncomfortable, and she became thinner.

The third day after Tang Zhuozhao was injured, late at night.

The rain fell from the outside of the tent, soft and soft, but it quickly dyed the green grassland with a hint of yellow, and winter was coming soon.

The autumn wind rustled in, blowing in from the gap of the small window, blowing the candle light on the table to wobbly, Tang Zhuozuo coughed lowly, opened his eyes in the dimness, touched his side, it was cold.

Hearing her coughing, An Xia lifted the curtains to check in uneasy, and saw her sitting on the bed in despair. She couldn't help but walk up a few steps, and asked worriedly: "Manny, what's wrong with her body?"

Tang Zhuozuo felt top-heavy and muddy for the past two days. It seemed like she was awakened by the wind. After a moment of silence, she shook her head, and then said: "Nothing, go and get the bronze mirror."

An Xia didn't know what she was going to do, but obediently raised the bronze mirror on the dressing table to her.

Tang Zhuozuo had many bizarre dreams in his dreams. When he woke up, his face was covered with cold sweat. In addition, the cold wind blew, and it was cold and hot, making it even more embarrassing.

She raised her eyes, and the woman in the mirror also raised her eyes.

The plain white coat, extremely pale face, and even a few strands of wet black hair stuck to the forehead, coupled with such a dim environment, really resembled the harmless female ghost in the book.

Tang Zhuozhuo's slender fingers trembled slightly, and he couldn't see the second glance anymore. He stretched out his hand to flick the mirror away, and the sound of the bronze mirror falling to the ground was clear and loud. An Xia was shocked, for fear that she would cut herself.

When did she become like this?

Don't say it's someone else, even if you look at it for yourself, it will be extremely disgusting.

Tang Zhuozhuo frowned wearily, looked at the black and cyan sky outside, and asked in a dumb voice, "What time is it?"

"Hui Niangniang, when it is only Mao, it is rainy today, and it looks a little gloomy. Niangniang can go to bed again."

Seeing that she was not thinking about Shu, An Xia smiled and said with relief: "The emperor said when he left, come to accompany the empress for lunch."

Tang Zhuozuo shook her head, rubbing her sore eyebrows with her slender fingers. After a while, she raised her head again. This time, a smile finally appeared on her bright white and delicate face.

"I'm not going to sleep. I've seen the sky lying on the bed these few days. I'm tired and lazy." Her warm palms covered her lower abdomen, and finally bowed her head and shrugged her nose, saying: "Let's freshen up. Our palace will wait to see Princess Liuli."

She was lying on the bed these days, no one was paying attention, even Huo Qiu didn't give much look.

She could perceive that every time the man’s complexion was a little bit cold, but she repeatedly resisted. When feeding her medicine, she pressed her lips with a cold face, and the medicine was flowing down the corners of her mouth, and he pulled it over. She kissed her face and poured in.

She suffers, and he suffers too.

Even if Liuli slapped her foot, she still asked someone to help her limp to apologize. She was crying in the tent, and Liuli shed tears outside, for three days in a row.

She understood that Liuli was not to blame for this.

That silly girl, she couldn't tell how sad it was.

When the first ray of morning light appeared on the horizon, Tang Zhuozuo looked at Yanzi’s scorching face in front of the bronze mirror. He personally reached out and picked a pear-shaped flower tin to put it on his forehead. Then he chuckled his lips and smiled: Beautiful."

An Xia and Zi Huan almost cried with joy.

The empress has been sullen and silent for the past few days, especially when she was facing her Majesty, she began to cry for no reason, and she didn't answer any questions, which was even worse than when she was in the East Palace.

They were shocked to see, but they were also very worried. The empress will not be able to give birth in the future. If she wants to continue to sit firmly in the back position, she can only rely on the emperor's favor.

If both are gone, then the real gains outweigh the losses.

They understood this simple truth, and Tang Zhuozuo naturally understood it better.

If you don't have children, you don't have children, she thought, as long as you can live a happy life, it doesn't make sense that she feels like she's in a cold palace now.

Taking advantage of Huo Qiu still willing to spoil her.

When it dawned, Tang Zhuozhuo wore a cloak around him. His exquisitely gorgeous face was like a delicate flower under the gray and gloomy sky, which brightened the eyes of everyone who saw it.

She held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, her eyebrows were soft, and the sound of raindrops sounded like a kite. From a distance, she saw the person standing in front of Zhu Liu's tent.

The man was tall, surrounded by darkness, and he did not hold an umbrella. The drizzle rained in between his clothes and black hair, but Tang Zhuozuo squinted his eyes, and the steps under his feet paused.

What is he here for?

Tang Zhuozuo has never been a kind person. Although this is not what the tower curtain wants to see, she can't let it go. Now she just looks at it from a distance, and her green fingertips on the umbrella handle are already full of richness. In vain.

When I got closer, the roof of the tower also saw her. After a slight surprise, he clasped his fists and bowed, and then said: "You are getting better? I'm very sorry about Mu Ge. She has always been smart, I don’t know why she would do such a thing."

Speaking of this, he could only wait for a wry smile.

Tang Zhuozhao's eyes were so cold that she could see the flying snowflakes. She sneered and curled her lips. She looked at him up and down a few times. If she didn't see him, she said to her heart. She just curled her lips and asked, "How can Khan feel so embarrassed to come? Looking for Liuli?"

"In the past, Liuli's heart was all on you, and suddenly an adopted daughter who didn't know the so-called popped up. That's all. You are messing up with this confidante, and you are trying to hook up with Liuli. What is the truth?"

There was a mocking light in her beautiful eyes, as if she had met him for the first time.

When something like this happened, he could still say that Mu Ge was clever and ingenious, and the sense of protection was beyond words, which was really jaw-dropping.

How does he care about this?

The complexion on the roof of the tower changed a few times, and he coughed a few times. Finally, there was a trace of sadness on his thin face. He took a deep look at the tent, and then said: "It's my fault. Go and see. Her."

After that, he strode and hurriedly walked towards the other side of the grass.

Tang Zhuozhuo snorted, this kind of cowardly does not let go of the green plum, but also deceives people under the guise of affection.

I don't know what kind of crime Zhu Liu suffered during her marriage in her previous life to live well. Just thinking about it makes me feel sad.

The rain fell a little bit heavy, Tang Zhuozhuo stopped for a long time, An Xia leaned in her ear and whispered: "Manny, the emperor has issued the imperial decree of marriage yesterday, and promised Princess Liuli to Qingyuanhou, and the marriage will be completed after returning to Beijing."

Tang Zhuozuo was taken aback for a while, frowned and asked, "Waiting for Qingyuan?"

As if seeing through her question, An Xia stepped forward and explained in detail, "Lao Qingyuan waited to resign to the emperor, saying that he was going to take Madam Hou out to take a look. This Qingyuan Waiting House was not in the hands of the son. Up?"

Tang Zhuo felt clear, and then he thought a little, but he also felt a little bit of envy.

Sure enough, to be able to teach descendants like Ji Han, this old Qingyuan also really gave birth to an indifferent and transparent heart.

Zhu Liu had long been listening to the movement outside. When Tang Zhuozuo opened the curtain and went in, she was being helped out of the bed with her frown.

"What are you doing? If you hurt your foot, just raise her." Tang Zhuozuo gently pushed her to sit on the edge of the bed, then found a soft stool to sit on, raised his eyebrows, and asked: " I stood outside for a long time, but you wouldn't see him?"

Zhu Liu frowned immediately, her voice filled with indifference, and she looked at the corner of the bed and said, "What else do you see? The left is just a reminder that I was blind in the past."

"It's worse to see."

Tang Zhuozuo can probably understand the feeling, and after a slight nod, he said with relief: "Qingyuan is a good time. You are married without in-laws, and there is no conflict between the two. The backyard is also very clean."

Zhu Liu leaned close to her and shook her hand, then lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "I know what you said, but I just feel that I don't deserve such a good person."

She took a deep breath and smiled sadly.

For Ji Han, she really couldn't find the slightest fault. The man was obviously colder than the snow in winter, but he made her feel the warmth that he hadn't seen for a long time.

It's just that now, where does she have any thoughts and energy to rejoice to someone?

Tang Zhuozhuo was silent, but patted her hand without saying anything.

Emotional matters, such as people knowing that it is cold or warm, her excessive mixing is not a good thing, only hope that she can see it clearly.

After a few more chats, Tang Zhuozhuo was tired and got up and went back to his tent. From beginning to end, she didn't mention what happened to her. Even Zhu Liu asked again and again, she just said that her body hurt a little from the fall. It's nothing serious.

At the beginning of the storm outside, Zhu Liu rolled up a corner of his soft sleeve, and rubbed his eyebrows, pressing his doubts and panic, hesitated.

What happened to Tang Zhuozuo? If you just wipe your body, you definitely won't be fainted for that long, and you won't be turned away when you see him several times.

She understands Tang Zhuozuo.

But no one told her the truth, not even Tang Zhuozuo himself.

At night, there was no one, and there was a dark mist in the sky, and a close-knit maid came in to report that Qingyuan was coming.

Zhu Liu showed a slight difference, and then pursed his lips, put down the half-reading scroll in his hand, and said faintly: "Go, please come in."

Ji Han has always been a very measured person, if it weren't for serious matters, he would never enter the women's camp late at night, even if the marriage decree had already come down.

Ji Han is still wearing white clothes today, with a refreshing smile on his face like warm wine. He is deeply drunk after just a taste. He put the jade-white porcelain bottle in his hand on the table and said warmly: "This is what I found today. Sprain medicine can be applied every day before going to bed."

There was a faint smile hidden in his eyes. Zhu Liu looked at the porcelain bottle on the table, and said after a long time: "Why do you bother so much? Let Houye go for a trip himself."

But I knew in my heart that he could be sent here in the middle of the night, I'm afraid it is not inferior to the medicine in the palace.

She was grateful for this feeling in her heart, and the corners of her mouth bend slightly.

Ji Hanwu's hair is like thick ink, and his temples are even more beautiful than women. He is standing there without speaking, and he is also the bright moon Qinghui in the sky. At this time, he gently waved his hand. , Smiled: "I want to give you all the good things."

With a simple sentence, Zhu Liu almost turned red.

She sprained for these two days, only to know what a true heart is.