Imperial Favour

Tang Zhuozhuo squinted his eyes and nodded. The weight of his body rested on the man. He looked like a lazy cat, especially when his eyes were half-open and half-closed, he was so charming that it could drip.

No one can bear this temptation.

Huo Qiu's breathing was quietly heavy, and he leaned over and lowered his head to hug the little girl onto the chair before instructing Quan An to bring the medicine up.

The thick black medicinal juice mixed with the smell of the house, Tang Zhuozhao subconsciously turned his head and frowned, and finally took the medicine bowl and drank the medicine in one go. A jade white face suddenly wrinkled.

The cold wind was like a thread, and the candle on the table was blown out. Tang Zhuozhuo held the candied fruit in his mouth, and the cheek on one side bulged. Under the light, the woman's peach blossom noodles were both delicate and pretty, let alone Still mumbled and hung on the man's body.

In the whole world, there is only such a woman who dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, but Emperor Chongjian followed goodness, and even though this squeamishness has been around for a long time, she now feels that she is used to it.

From Huo Qiu’s point of view, the woman’s delicate cheeks were barely visible under the shining of the candlelight. He sank his eyes to speak, and saw Tang Zhuozhuo blushing quietly. He tiptoed and squeezed his chin. , Like a dragonfly, it will leave at the touch of a button.

Huo Qiu's body froze for a while, and then his index finger with distinct knuckles rubbed the area where she had kissed him, his eyes were so enthusiastic that he could almost burn Tang Zhuo.

Tang Zhuozuo lowered his head, some did not dare to look at him, but couldn't ignore such existence, so he had to twist his fingers in a shy manner, and his voice sank into the soft rain outside, bringing thousands of them. The tenderness, "What does the emperor do when he looks at me like this?"

The little girl was so ashamed that she didn't even call her concubines.

Huo Qiu's fingers could only feel the black green stubble on her chin, and her hands were pierced abruptly. It was clear that the sweet smell lingering on her body was still on the tip of her nose.

The man's eyes were as black as ink, and he hooked his mouth.

"Jiaojiao is still shy?" What else is she afraid of? What courage is she, both of them know well.

It was just a sweet smile, a glutinous sound, and a simple kiss, and he couldn't wait to hook his three souls and six souls.

Tang Zhuozhuo's slender, white hand touched the man's cheek with a hint of coolness, his fingertips lightly rubbed on the place where she had just kissed, a misty mist suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he spoke softly. Question: "Why does the emperor always treat his concubines so well?"

It was only after that, he must have dealt with Liuli.

The man's mouth is so stiff and indifferent, but his heart is extremely wrong.

Even when she knew she couldn't swallow this breath, she didn't say a word, and she arranged everything early before she did it herself.

Where is it like that emperor Chongjian who is so harsh and almost unhuman?

He is clearly a gentleman who is considerate and considerate.

What surprised Tang Zhuozhuo most was the heir. If she was just an ordinary concubine, she would be more pampered, but with her identity, how important is the emperor's heir?

Especially when he had not yet had a son and a daughter, anxiety and worries seemed to become a kind of pressure, lying in the hearts of men.

Tang Zhuozuo is not a woman who can't extricate herself from indulging in the love of men and women. After repeating it, she sees it very clearly.

When the situation is so clear that there is no choice in front of you, blindly complaining about yourself will only increase your grief. After crying in grief, women seem to be stronger.

She was even ready. Huo Qiu would come and talk to her about choosing a concubine to fill the harem. She had thought well, but if he asked it, she would nod herself.

But no, not a word.

Huo Qiu pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes were so deep that people didn't dare to look directly at him. He smirked, "Didn't Jiaojiao want me to love you more every day?"

Since she was reading every day, how could he not be as willing as her wish?

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Three days later, when he left for Beijing, the emperor's guard of honor was set aside, and the people along the way bowed all the way, and all they came to were a peaceful and prosperous area until the Chang'an Street City.

After several days of running around, when Tang Zhuozuo returned to the Changchun Palace, he rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, his fingertips and toes were cold, and no amount of charcoal fire burned in the temple could drive the coldness entangled in his bones.

An Xia rubbed her shoulders distressedly, and at the same time asked someone to serve a bowl of hot porridge, and whispered in a soft voice: "Mother, bear with me. As soon as we came back, the emperor announced that Doctor Jiang would enter the palace. It's too late, and I will be able to diagnose and treat my mother tomorrow morning."

Tang Zhuozuo put down his hands and lays lazily on the pear wood handrails, closing his eyes slightly, seeming to ask casually, "The emperor's order?"

When An Xia thought of this, she smiled a little, and nodded, "Isn't it? The emperor always cares about his mother, this is a good thing."

Tang Zhuozuo stared at the string of dark agate hand rings on the makeup stage, his eyes stopped for a while, and then he slowly burst out a smile after a while, and said, "Just your mouth is sweet."

After dinner, Tang Zhuozhuo was lying on the soft couch in the inner hall. Through the window, she could clearly see the moonlight outside, which was gently and clearly scattered into the small garden in front, the rustling yellow leaves. When she fell on the ground, she could see the mother who was walking hurriedly carrying the lamp.

Tang Zhuozuo recognized that man was serving in Ci Ning Palace.

A bit of bitterness was drawn at the corner of her mouth, and when she raised her eyes again, she was light and breezy. She half-supported her body and moved her thin body slightly, drawing the slim body vividly and vividly.

Huo Qiu was so busy that he went to the Palace of the Qing Dynasty non-stop as soon as he returned to the palace, and the things accumulated for nearly two months were waiting for him to deal with.

In the cold wind soaking into the night, Zi Huan walked in and said respectfully: "Niang, there is someone in the Queen's Palace."

Tang Zhuozhuo removed the wooden core hand ring on his slender wrist, raised his eyes and nodded slightly, and got up from the soft couch.

"Call in."

The entering mother smiled with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and she asked for an Announcement and didn’t pull anything. The pleats on her face looked like a flower. She said: "The empress, the empress, please move around. Take a trip to Ning Palace."

Tang Zhuozuo frowned slightly invisibly, but in a flash, he changed his appearance. He smiled and nodded and said hello.

It was cold in the night, and she shuddered cleverly at the moment she left the inner hall, and then her green fingertips gathered the cloak on her body and pressed her lips in the darkness where no one was prying.

As expected.

I just didn't expect it to come so soon.

It has been dark for a long time, but the Ci Ning Palace is still brightly lit, the door is open, and the tortuous palace road is bypassed. Tang Zhuozhuo paused, and followed the mother and entered the door.

The Ci Ning Palace was very quiet, only one foot stepped into it, and a burst of heat rushed towards the face. The ground dragon in the temple was extremely hot, and the chill that had carried Tang Zhuozhuo all the way was blown away.

The people in the hall knelt to the ground, and a charming lady of the court greeted her, timidly bowing to her, her voice was so sweet that she said: "The servants and maids see the empress, the empress, the empress is waiting for you in the inner hall It."

Tang Zhuozuo's eyes fell impartially on this palace lady's face, with a red glow in the snow, her body was slender and attractive, and even her voice was extremely charming. Such a lovely person, even if she saw it, she would have to feel soft. Minute.

Tang Zhuozuo's eyes were very deep for a moment, but his complexion was still calm, even slightly curled the corners of his lips, and went inside as if he couldn't see it.

Guan was sitting on a red sandalwood chair, as if waiting for her to come specially. Hearing the noise, he raised his head forcibly, smiled at Tang Zhuozhuo, and beckoned: "Jiaojiao sit down to my aunt Come aside."

The incense in the temple changed from a faint fruity smell to sandalwood that calms the nerves. Guan looked a lot haggard. Tang Zhuozhuofu blessed himself and sat down beside Guan.

The little palace lady just now stood by Guan's side with a sweet smile without squinting her eyes. She looked like she even took the place of the old mother.

Tang Zhuozuo held the blue-and-white tea cup in his hand, and quickly condensed all the emotions in his eyes with the mist rising in front of him. He laughed ignorantly, and his eyes were so moist as dripping water.

Guan felt a pain in his heart, and gently tapped the tea cup in his hand, and the crisp sound became clearer.

Tang Zhuozuo raised his eyes, and heard Guan laughed as kindly as before, and his voice was no more gentle, "Can Jiaojiao have a meal?"

"Aunt Hui, I have eaten in the palace."

Guan looked at the woman who was as tender as the flowers in front of her, and could not wait to pinch the injured woman, her eyes were full of pain and helplessness, and when she spoke again, she brought a few obvious wisps of fatigue.

"Jiaojiao's mind is thorough and exquisite, and my aunt will not go around with you today."

Guan pulled up Tang Zhuozhuo's slender, white hand, sighed slightly, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes appeared.

"A few days earlier, the emperor came to Ai's house."

Tang Zhuo shook his heart.

"We won't talk about the previous thing. It's just that Aijia has been thinking about it for a few days, and I haven't had a good night's sleep at night. I feel a little bit heartbreaking and want to talk to Jiaojiao."

Tang Zhuozhuo's long and curly eyelashes hung down, casting a small shadow on the bottom of his eyes, his side face was soft, and he was completely obedient, but there was something in the bottom of his heart, quietly cooling, and then a chill.

"You are in love with the emperor, and you have the experience of supporting you in the Eastern Palace. It is a good thing that the emperor loves you a little bit longer. I hope you can go on for a long time, but... But it really matters whether the emperor's heir is in this huge harem. some."

Guan's words were a bit difficult, and seeing Tang Zhuozuo's expression gradually turning white, he could barely speak a few times.

She knows the taste for herself.

She has been sitting empty for more than ten years, watching the harem enter one beauty after another, gaining and falling out of favor, falling out of favor and regaining favor again, and again and again, she is tired of watching.

That's why she understood that sadness. It was her husband who was sitting in the position of the Ninth Fifth Lord, but she couldn't let herself be like other concubines and make fun of him in his arms.

She carried too many things on her body, and the same was true for Emperor Qiong Yuan. The two of them were destined to be like this, and they would always walk in their own straight line, and never cross each other until they died.

But it is precisely because of this that the feeling in the Guan family's heart is subtle. Her sister left Huo Qiu's bloodline, and now she is standing above ten thousand people. If she has no children for a long time, Jiangshan Sheji will be shaken.

What's more, there is another Huo Qi in Huainan who is staring at him.

The moment Guan thought about this, he had a terrible headache. After thinking about it for a long time, he made this decision.

Tang Zhuozhuo's expression was very calm, so calm that it was beyond Guan's expectation, and Guan's heart felt even more uncomfortable when he looked at him with a pair of charming and innocent eyes.

But no matter how uncomfortable, she still has to continue talking.

"The queen said yes."