Chapter 50

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date="2021-04-21"

title="Chapter 50"

weight="128166"

series = ["Imperial Favour"]

mode = "manual"

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Tang Zhuozhao smiled, and the flower branch on his face followed the delicacy of a tree. After Wang Yi yelled hoarsely, his eyes looked straight at her, no longer looking at her as clean and courteous as he used to be.

There has never been such a humiliation, bound to kneel on the ground like this, allowed to be ridiculed wantonly, and even his chin removed like a fierce ghost, unable to even curse.

Tang Zhuozhao glazed eye contact lenses are so beautiful that Wang Yi can see his own small reflection in them. This is the first time that he has seen himself in the fundus of this woman.

Tang Zhuozhao extended a pair of jade hands to his cheek, and Huo Qiu's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Don!" Anyone can hear the faint dislike in his voice.

Tang Zhuozhao sighed a little regretfully. When he was unhappy in front of others, he was accustomed to Tang's call, but he seemed to be a different person when he was in love at night.

Wang Yi lit up a little hope because of her actions. Originally, he was only one step short of crossing the river back to Beijing this morning.

I was still caught by Xuanlongwei.

He didn't even know why Huo Qiu was still fine now. Obviously, Zhu Lu saw him open the painting.

What went wrong?

Do you already know the situation under the sixth Hall? Will you come to save him?

Tang Zhuozhao glanced faintly, took the white-gray liquid on the table and splashed it on him, the sound of the water rattled, and the ground soon merged into meandering water marks.

Wang Yi covered his face and screamed vaguely. Tang Zhuozhao had no patience to look at him any longer, but raised his eyes and said to Huo Qiu, "your Highness, you can take the skin off his face now."

Wearing someone. The leather mask is still shameless and disgusting.

Huo Qiu got up and motioned to Xuan Longwei with a knife, and the latter went over and uncovered the frivolous skin mercilessly.

Reveal the pale, colorless face under his skin.

Tang Zhuozhao didn't know what it was like at the bottom of her heart at this time. She thought she would hate him enough to turn his bones to dust, but now that he had ended up in such a field, she only wanted to leave it to Huo Qiu to deal with it.

He had no right to bother himself so much.

How good would it be to end his life with a knife?

Huo Qiu sensed the woman's mind and wiped the liquid on her little hands one by one. Without looking up, Huo Qiu said, "take him into custody and take him back to Kyoto."

The Xuan Longwei took the lead with a fist and carried him out like a chicken cub.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Yi never had a chance to say a word.

Liu Hanjiang smiled subtly as he shook his fan, and his eyes fell on Tang Zuozhao's half-painted face. He was amazed that the crown princess was really a wonderful person.

Half a year ago, he was still obsessed with Wang Yi, but now he can turn a blind eye to it. I'm afraid it's not that simple to change.

When everyone went out, there was a curl of incense in the room. Tang Zhuozhao took the man's forearm, deliberately leaned the half-playful face close to him, and said, "does your Highness feel better today?"

Huo Qiu looked down at her. "much better."

Tang Zhuozhao was just right, and his little fingers stood next to him, lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "your Highness knows that there is something wrong with that painting, so why do you still open it and look at it?"

Zhu Kui is on good terms with Wang Yi, and he is also a man with no brain to the end. What can be good about what he sends?

The man's mind is so sharp, how can he not see through such a little trick?

Huoqiu frowned and tightened her lips.

Just because she is the one in the picture, how can he bear the man next to him to take her portrait and think about it every day? It was at this thought that the violence and jealousy that could be suppressed from the bottom of my heart began to work again.

Seeing that he did not speak, Tang Zhuozhao leaned toward him with his feet, pointing to the scar on his face and saying, "the doctor said that the concubine should have a scar on her face. Your Highness should remember that in the future you should be able to hurt the tip of my heart."

This is the first time that his Royal Highness has heard such a blatant invitation from a woman, that is, none of the emperors of Emperor Qiongyuan had such courage.

He looked down at her, his eyes fixed on the lifelike branches of flowers, and his voice became much hoarse. "look at this scar, it's much better than it was yesterday."

Yesterday there was something scary, flesh and blood turned slightly outward, but now you can vaguely see a scar, if it goes on like this, let alone leave a scar, I'm afraid it will be the same in less than three or five days.

Tang Zhuozhao naturally knew that the small movements of last night could not hide from his eyes, saying nothing but the elixir that was fed to him yesterday. His Royal Highness was such a figure, where could he be so smooth if he were not awake and indulged in what she had done?

"if it doesn't get better, is your Highness going to spoil the beauty next to her?" She sighed sadly with her little face, and glanced at him from time to time. "as they say, your Highness only likes the concubine's face."

Huoqiu almost laughed angrily at such a shameless thing. He gave a soft, interrogative tone, and then said, "that Jiaojiao thinks it's your temper called lonely joy?"

Not to mention the other, only the usual vexatiousness, she has done a lot of work, arrogance and wanton reliance on spoiling is not to mention.

Tang Zhuozhao choked on the man's words, covered his left face and went to the table. He looked closely at the mask that had been taken off from Wang Yi's face, then his pupils shrank and said, "it's a real person." Naughty. "

Huoqiu did not move, but gave a light, careless sound. The mask that can be made so lifelike is naturally peeled off from a person's face, and he has a lot of it in his hand. It is not surprising that Wang Yi can get it from Huo Qina.

Tang Zhuozhao looked away and dared not look at him again. "what is your Highness going to do with him?"

This he, of course, refers to Wang Yi.

Huo Qiu finally had some fluctuations in his look. He turned the Buddha beads in his hand several times and said, "hold it first, and when you get back to Beijing, you will clean up the imperial concubine and let their masters and servants meet."

Hodge thought he was lying on the couch waiting to die, didn't he? From yesterday night to today, the killer has been sent for several waves, and his brother is still so impatient.

He was scheduled to leave for Beijing two days later, but because of a piece of news at noon, the party had to pack up their things that night and embark on their way back to Beijing.

Emperor Qiongyuan was seriously ill in bed, and the whole hospital was helpless. Now he only relied on the medicine stone to hang his life. The emperor was in a panic, and the six princes were particularly active. They began to win over the hearts of the people wantonly, and all of a sudden they wanted to come through the wind and rain.

The news came from Li Desheng. When he came, Tang Zhuozheng and Ye polished flower juice to make lipstick.

As a result of this, the two of them have a much better relationship and speak more freely. In addition, they have learned from the same school and have more things to talk about.

Ye looked closely at the wound on Tang's burning face and sighed in a low voice, "the elixir given by master is really excellent."

"it's just a pity." Tang Zhuozhao said with her, "there is nothing left."

Ye sipped a sip of tea and twisted some flower juice on the back of her hand. The color of purples was very bright. She sighed and said, "I've run out of mine. I took two tablets altogether. One was taken when I was born Xiaoxiao, and the other was given to Hanjiang."

Li Desheng brought people over at this time, looking serious. When he saw her, he said, "my Lady, your Highness has orders. I will go back to Beijing tonight and travel all night. Please ask your subordinates to clean up."

Tang Zuozhuo action, slightly surprised, "do you know what is it?"

Li Desheng only shook his head and went down in a hurry, avoiding her like a scourge.

If nothing important had happened in Kyoto, the man would not have ordered the road back to Beijing overnight. Tang Zhuoshu frowned thoughtfully.

Huo Qiu did not appear in the Youqu Pavilion until it was slightly dark. with this heavy chill, he sat down in the master's chair and frowned, leaning forward with his hands folded, looking out of place in the brightly lit room.

Tang Zhuozhao was stealing a plate of sugar dates. Since she was reborn, she has been particularly fond of eating sweets and causing a toothache. His Royal Highness had no way to impose a ban. Only three were allowed a day, but no more.

Anxia secretly went to the kitchen to get this small dish because she was afraid of the pain in her wound.

Who knows, the man suddenly came back with a cold face.

There was much less in the room, and it seemed a little empty. Tang Zhuozhao quietly put a few sugar dates in his mouth and moved further away from Huo Qiu.

Huoqiu was so angry that she rubbed her eyebrows and said, "if you don't come here, you'll never eat again."

As soon as he was killed, Tang Zhuozhao immediately smiled, sorted out the fine wrinkles on the skirt, dawdled to him, reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and Huo Qiu's body loosened up.

"have you packed everything?"

Tang Zhuozhuo nodded, the man's star ambergris wrapped around the tip of his nose. She took a shallow breath and asked, "is something bothering your Highness?"

As long as she doesn't mess with her, she doesn't bother to ask, especially in the court, which sounds like a headache, and the complicated relationship can make people dizzy.

Huo Qiusu came to know her nature, and she didn't hide it when she took the initiative to ask. "my father suddenly fell to the ground in the early dynasty, and the doctors all said that time was running out, and now he was hanging by medicine and stone, so he decided to go back to Beijing all night."

Emperor Qiong Yuan was old, and he had the same old illness he had when he was young. He fell ill like a mountain, and he was so serious that he was so serious.

Tang Zhuozhao counted the time in his heart, and at last he sighed silently from the bottom of his heart, this time he was afraid that there was no cure for medicine and stone.

She looked sideways at the man on her side and could only see the resolute side face and slightly drooping noble eyes.

It is said that the heavenly family is ruthless, but the man is clearly sad in the face of parting with his loved ones, but the sadness can not be told to the outside world, so everyone thinks that the prince is in a hurry to inherit the throne.

Tang Zhuozhao was so old that he was always relieved by others. Facing the man's silence like this, he silently swallowed back the words in his heart, and at last he just took him by the shoulder as he always coaxed himself, and softly said, "your Highness, don't be sad. I'll accompany you."

At this time in his previous life, he suffered so much in his life, and the man who ascended the throne to the throne was even more impersonal, but no one knew that he was trapped in a dark quagmire and had struggled hopelessly.

Her poor consolation slowly soothed his troubled mood, and Huoqiu shook her little hand with her backhand, rubbed the slight scratches on the back of her hand, and closed her eyes with a slight hum.

The night is dark and foggy, the moonlight is bleak, it is shimmering in the clouds, and the unknown birdsong and frog sound are intertwined, so feel a little bleak.

Several carriages sped by, leaving dark shadows.

In the carriage, Tang Zhuozhao and Ye sat together, and there was a final game on the small table. He just looked at the two of them, and his mind was obviously not on the chess game.