Imperial Favour

Tang Zhuozuo and Huo Qiu left the palace that night, and the guards in the open and in secret were naturally disguised. When a small sedan slowly drove out of the palace gate, the red clouds on the west rolled into a large brocade.

The emperor went on a tour in a micro suit, and he was carrying the queen by his side. It was indeed not a trivial matter. Tang Zhuozuo felt a little sleepy from the bumps of the carriage, covered his lips and yawned and then leaned softly on the man's shoulder and closed his eyes. .

The sky was getting dark gradually, and the wind could not wait to blow on people with a biting chill. When Tang Zhuozuo was awakened by Huo Qiu, he was dazed for a while.

Huo Qiu lowered his head slightly and smiled against her eyebrows: "Why are you so sleepy recently? But tired at night?"

When Tang Zhuozuo heard him talking about last night, he couldn't help but loosen his sore wrist, and glanced at him slightly, his face flushed for some reason.

Huo Qiu's eyes were smiling, and the sweet nephrite jade was in his arms day and night. He was just at his age. Except for the little ancestor who was pampered in the Changchun Palace, no one was close by, reading this passage. She was frail in the days, and she was forced to endure every emotion. This endurance was more than a month's effort.

Last night, I couldn't help it, and tossed a bit harder.

Such a joyful taste is enough to make people lose their minds.

The sound of small footsteps outside broke the charming, Tang Zhuozhuo blinked his eyes, reached out his hand to open the curtain half of the seam, only when he saw the situation outside, he was shocked to cover his lips.

The vermilion wooden door stands tall, under the door concealing the rise and fall of several generations of history, witnessing the change of generations of imperial power, but the most touching thing is the familiar familiarity, which is all her memories from birth to before leaving the cabinet.

Tang Mansion.

At this time, Tang Zhuozuo's remaining sleepiness was completely gone. She tilted her head to look at Huo Qiu, her voice trembling with uncertainty because of excitement: "Shall we rest in the house today?"

Huo Qiu looked at the little girl with bright eyes full of hope, and his heart was a little itchy. He rubbed her wrist, shook his head, and said: "You live tonight, I have something to do. I will pick you up tomorrow morning. ."

His identities are different. If they live together, the Tang family will inevitably pay attention to the difference between the monarch and his ministers. He doesn't care, but the little woman will inevitably feel uncomfortable thinking about family reunion day and night.

When Tang Zhuozuo was helped to get out of the carriage, he turned his head hurriedly, tiptoed to Huo Qiu, and dropped a feather-like kiss on the side of his cheek.

It will leave after a little touch, and it will be crisp and numb like an electric current.

The little girl's slender back was like a fallen leaf, and she floated into the two red doors. If it weren't for the residual warmth on the cushions beside her, Huo Qiu would have doubted that he was just having a dream.

The little conscience really went in without looking back.

Huo Qiujian's eyes drooped slightly, until the two doors were slowly closed again, making a creaking sound, and then he tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said coldly, "Go to Qingyuan Waiting House."

He is destined to sleepless tonight, but he is not the only one.

After hearing the news, Tang Xuanwu and Liang clan hurried out. It happened that Tang Zhuozhuo was walking hurriedly. Liang cried immediately. Tang Xuanwu was a fierce general on the battlefield and his temperament was hard, but Rao was like this, still slightly. Red tiger eyes.

Tang Zhuozuo's hand was held tightly by Liang's. After explaining the basic situation, he looked around and asked, "Father, where's the brothers?"

Tang Xuanwu always doted on this little daughter, but he was more severe to his three sons. At this moment, when she asked her, he sullen his face and said, "Your third brother has been reading sage books for so many years. I’m going to participate in the imperial examination this year, but at the end I changed my mind and wanted to learn martial arts with your second brother."

"It's a nonsense!"

Tang Zhuozuo knew the reason for his father's irritation. Learning from literary martial arts is not a child's play, and he insists on perseverance. At this time, changing to literary martial arts is not a matter of squatting up and down. It is no wonder that Tang Xuanwu was so angry.

She blinked at Liangshi, and did not continue to ask.

In the middle of the night, Tang Zhuozuo rested in his former boudoir. The room was clean and there was a charcoal fire. It was not too cold.

An Xia was waiting by her side. She brought a plate of snacks and raised the curtain to come in. She smiled and said, "Niang, this is the lotus cake made by Aunt Du in the kitchen. Madam remembers that you like to eat it, so she called it specially. send over."

Tang Zhuozuo put down the yellowed old book, raised his eyes, and got up from the soft chair, "It's really been a long time since I ate it."

Some things are both familiar and unfamiliar when relived, which is the memory of two lives buried.

The charcoal fire crackled softly, and Tang Zhuozhuo held a soup lady in his arms, got up again and opened the small window. Suddenly, the coldness of the midnight was caught in the dense small snow seeds and scraped into the room.

"Look at it, tomorrow will be another heavy snowfall." With Liuli's marriage in mind, her slender eyebrows frowned.

An Xia smiled and said relievedly: "It's a good sign for Ruixue in the cold winter. Don't worry about your mother. Qingyuan is a very good person, and she is right for the princess."

It is much better than the khan on the grassland.

Tang Zhuozhuo thought, and curled his lips, and said lazily, "That's the reason."

Liuli is thorough, not as stupid as her previous life.

Just when she was looking out the window in a trance, Liang cried out in a low voice: "Zhao'er, can you fall asleep?"

An Xia glanced at Tang Zhuozhuo, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Mother, it's cold outside, why are you here?"

Liang took off his outer cloak, leaned close to the brazier and warmed himself, before holding Tang Zhuozuo's hand and sighed, "Mother can't worry, I want to come and talk to you."

Tang Zhuozhuo softened, leaning against her shoulders and humming as if she had no bones. Just like when she was a child, she was incredibly obedient. Liang's heart was softened to water. When she spoke again, her voice was crying, "Me and Your father was most worried about you since he was a child. When you were born, you were so weak and so small that I didn't dare to hug you."

"It's so easy to raise up. I want to find a more reliable family for you, regardless of the rich and noble, as long as the family is clean and sincere to you, but by mistake, I went to the one who can eat people without blinking. Land."

Liang Clan would never say such words, but now in his own house, now that he is getting older, it is easy to see Tang Zhuozuo, so he speaks more naturally.

Tang Zhuozuo answered every sentence, the candlelight was soft, and the wind and frost was temporarily resting. Liang took a sip of the hot tea and lowered his voice and asked: "You have been married to the emperor for more than a year. Do you have news in your stomach?"

Tang Zhuozuo was a little embarrassed. He touched his lower abdomen with his hands unnaturally, and smiled shyly: "The emperor said that let's go with the flow. You must raise your body first, otherwise he won't worry."

The soft voice made Liang's heart put all of her heart into her stomach. She lovingly squeezed Tang Zhuozhuo's hand, and exclaimed: "The emperor is a heartbreaker."

I finally did not bear the words that I had promised to let go.

On the other side, in the Qingyuan Hall, the whole courtyard was filled with lights and brightly lit, festive and lively.

It was night, the silvery white fell all over the floor, and the stone table in the stone pavilion was wiped clean. On the table were a few pots of sake, a few dishes and desserts.

The snow gradually fell, and through the layers of curtains, there were still a few snow slags falling on one of the hands, and it melted when heated, leaving a little bit of wetness.

Huo Qiu took a sip of strong wine, burned from his throat to his heart, squinted his eyes, and said, "This time the Huainan matter, you have done well."

Ji Han arched his hands and smiled refreshingly, "The emperor is ridiculously praised, and the ministers are just the lukewarm of the emperor, and they share their worries for the emperor."

This is easy to say, but Huo Qiu knows the difficulties and difficulties, he pondered for a moment, and said: "The position of Minister of War is still empty, I intend to let you take the post."

The opening is from the second-rank official position, which shows Huo Qiu's value and appreciation of Ji Han.

From ancient times to the present, the pursuit of a man is nothing more than to be an official and enter a nobleman, and to have a beautiful wife and concubine. This temptation is enough to make people fight for a bloodshed, but Emperor Chongjian gave it to him.

Ji Han's pupils shrank a little, and then drank the wine in his glass into his belly. His enthusiasm rose. He smiled and shook his head and said, "The emperor, don't tempt the minister."

"The minister is used to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes. This time he stayed in Beijing to marry the Liuli princess. As for the muddy water in the court, he didn't want to touch him."

Huo Qiu raised his eyebrows, looked around, and said in a playful manner: "A dozen Mongolian Qingqi pretends to enter Kyoto in the roof of the house."

The smile on Ji Han's face disappeared a little bit, and then it condensed into a look of surprise and anger, without making a sound for a long time.

At this moment, regardless of the prairie, the house, tower, curtain, and the grassland, quietly came to Kyoto, the purpose behind it, and the thoughts are well known.

Huo Qiu personally poured himself a glass of wine, finished the light drink, and stood up. The man was tall and mighty, and his voice contained countless oppressive prestige, "How do you decide by yourself, just a little, think about it. Don’t regret it again, and don’t let each other down."

After that, he strode into the darkness, leaving only palace lanterns, winding all the way towards the main courtyard.

Ji Han sat on the spot, and after a while, he whispered: "The number of teams to welcome the relatives tomorrow will increase by 10%."

He stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the red lanterns hanging in every corner of the mansion. The light above him was as soft as the fog, and he was very festive. Thinking of the little girl's appearance, he curled his lips and smiled.

"Only then did I think of regret."

"Don't you think it's late?"

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On the second day, the genius glowed with blue light, and Tang Zhuozuo woke up. She was worried about Liuli's marriage, but she suddenly felt a little nervous and emotional.

The one Liuli wants to marry is not the one in her heart, but the one who puts her in her heart.

When An Xia came in to wait, her hands were red with cold, but her eyebrows and eyes were mostly excited. She combed her hair for Tang Zhuozhuo and said, "Manny, the emperor's carriage has been parked at the back door for a long time. Madam asked you to pack it up. Go back to the palace early."

Liang did not know that she was out of the palace to join in the fun for Liuli's marriage.

Tang Zhuozhuo paused with his mouth fat, then raised his eyes in surprise, and asked, "The emperor didn't come into the mansion?"

An Xia shook his head, "Although Qingyuan waits for today's big wedding, the emperor stops at the back door, but he is afraid that there will be too many people with mixed eyes, and the spread will cause criticism."

When she actually arrived in the front yard, she was still startled by what she saw before her eyes.

The man was pure and noble, with soft and humble eyes, as if he was a humble young man, and he froze Tang Xuanwu, who was feeling cold and coercive in the court every day.

Especially when Huo Qiu said his father-in-law, not to mention Tang Xuanwu, even Tang Zhuozuo, who was with the emperor every day, also lost consciousness for a moment.

Seeing her coming, the Liang clan took her arm almost as if for help, and tried his best to say naturally: "The empress is here, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

After sitting in the largest restaurant in Kyoto, Tang Zhuozuo was able to take it easy. In the private room, the curtain of beads was swaying, and the round beads collided together, bringing out a series of crisp sounds.

The noise outside is getting louder and louder. Tang Zhuozhuo is unaffected. He hangs facelessly on Huo Qiu, his legs are like vines, breathing like orchids in his ears, watching his calm and self-sufficient expression. The earth fell apart and his eyes crooked with a smile.

"I saw Daddy's expression just now, and I was also shocked by the emperor's father-in-law."

The little woman's voice was sweet and greasy, Huo Qiu put his hands behind her buttocks, looked unpredictable, and rubbed half of her cheek with jade fingers.

It is also funny, all the great taboos of the emperor's family were completely broken by this woman.

But he actually spoiled her almost ridiculously, and he was afraid of wronging her in everything.

He completely lost his square inch and went against the emperor's way he had learned since childhood.

Tang Zhuozuo took the initiative to rub his palm, and smiled lazily after a long while: "The emperor gives face to his concubines like this, and Jiaojiao will give a big gift on the day of her birthday."

Huo Qiu laughed dumbly, and laughed loudly in response.

Today’s welcoming team is vast, comparable to the prince’s marriage ceremony. The gongs and drums are noisy, the firecrackers are blasting, Tang Zhuo sees it, points to the black horse and smiles to Ji Han, and smiles: "It really is the bridegroom official. The most energetic and handsome."

The whole night of snow stopped at this time, and surrounded by a piece of silver, the red ceremonial welcoming ceremony was vast, and the red and white, still and moving, collided with a general charm.

The little woman was restless and loved to watch the excitement, so she had to stick with him. Huo Qiu had no choice but to sharpen her eyes, and Tang Zhuozuo was quite honest.

He found a chair to sit down, circled her in his arms, Tang Zhuo was born exquisitely, in this way, like a child, he filled the gap in his arms.

An Xia lowered her head and brought in the most famous rose moon cake in the building. At a glance, she saw her master rubbing her head against the emperor’s chin. Perhaps this kind of thing has been seen a lot, but it is also a little bit strange. The feet went out.

"Here." Suddenly, Huo Qiu's eyes flashed and said slowly.

Tang Zhuozuo was still unclear, so he turned to look at Huo Qiu until she followed the man's gaze to the crowd watching the crowd on the side of the wedding party.

At such times, ordinary people who love to have fun will not miss it. Huo Qiu pointed out that the person who showed her was wearing ordinary rags, but his complexion was extremely gloomy. The whole body was wrapped tightly, only half of his head and those eagle-like eyes were exposed.

Tang Zhuozhuo's smiley eyes condensed into ice, and she said word by word: "The tower curtain? What does he want to do?"

Huo Qiu rubbed the soft flesh on her waist, and smoothed her deeply frowning eyebrows, and said with no interest: "Just watch the changes. Look, someone has also found out."

This person is naturally the bridegroom officer on horseback, Hou Jihan in Qingyuan.

With everyone's breath-holding concentration, the welcoming team slowly passed through this alley, and the flow of people also moved with the team, but the roof curtain just stood blankly without any action.

After a few cups of tea, the team came back again, followed by a festive and complicated red sedan chair.

The sound of firecrackers at this meeting was louder than before, and the crackling became a fascinating song.

After too far away, Tang Zhuozuo couldn't see the expression on the face of the tower screen, and his heart raised his throat.

If it was as she thought, it would be impossible to be good under everyone's eyes.

Why did you go, this idiot?

It is inevitable that people will be nauseated when they come to behave at this time.

But to everyone’s surprise, the roof curtain was really like the people who came to see the lively. There was no smile on his face, no other actions. The roof curtain always followed until the hijab came in. The gate of the Hou Mansion.

Tang Zhuozuo couldn't understand him at this time. "This Khan is also a strange man. He risked his danger and sneaked into Kyoto just to see Liuli get married with his own eyes?"

Huo Qiu raised his eyebrows and snorted, "It's just a coward."

Some people and things don't care when they are at your fingertips, and they regret when they are lost.

But what's the use of regret?

Tang Zhuozuo thought of himself in his previous life, his eyelashes quivered a few times, and suddenly he stretched his hand around the man's waist. The tip of his nose was filled with a faint scent of pine, which was very reliable and reassuring.

Huo Qiu picked up the person, sighed in his heart, and asked, "What's wrong recently? But my stomach hurts again?"

I was in a daze at every turn, and the tears that were unsatisfactory seemed to be endless. I was shocked that the man's heart was lifted in his throat, and he made a few blazes with the person who was serving down.

Tang Zhuozuo knocked his chin on his arm, looking innocent and cute, shook his head, and said, "It doesn't hurt, but I'm a little hungry and sleepy."

The little woman in her arms has indeed gained a bit more weight than before. Huo Qiu put half of her heart back in her stomach, with a little smile, and said: "First eat some pastry to cushion your stomach, go back to the palace and use medicated food before sleeping. , Jiaojiao obedient."

When Tang Zhuozuo heard the word medicated diet, his heart trembled, "Why do I still have to take medicated diet? I almost got bitter from eating."

Huo Qiu raised his eyes, and was accustomed to the little girl's complaints. Where did she say so exaggerated? But it didn't taste much, it was lighter, repeating those tricks every day, but it was good for her body, even if it was far less than the medicine Jiang Jianxi gave, it was better than nothing.

Even now, Huo Qiu felt a little breathless just thinking about what Jiang Jianxi said that day.

Even though Tang Zhuozuo had repeatedly promised and explained, he was still a little uneasy, this emotion was deeply buried in his heart, and he planted a seed that is always careful.

He was terribly afraid of her leaving.

Huo Qiu held his emotions, squeezed the tip of her nose, her voice was low, like alcohol entering her throat, "Does Jiaojiao want children?"

Tang Zhuozuo was taken aback, before burying his head between his sleeves, only the red ears were exposed.

Where he could not see, Tang Zhuozhuo blinked, and one hand gently touched her abdomen seemingly inadvertently, and she seemed to be able to feel another heartbeat in her body through the thick coat.