Chapter 93

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date="2021-04-21"

title="Chapter 93"

weight="128209"

series = ["Imperial Favour"]

mode = "manual"

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Huoqiu's expression condensed into ice, and after a moment he took her hand and gently held her in his arms, her voice trembling, "Jiaojiao, let's wait."

He only knew that Jiangjianxi had given Tang Zhuozhuo a bottle of medicine powder that day, but he only had a vague idea of the specific effect.

But how to guess, just think that the medicine to strengthen the body is good for women, but did not dare to think that it can really cure infertility.

Emperor Chongjian was a well-deserved iron-blooded figure in the battlefield and court all his life. Today, when he heard the words "want to give birth to the emperor", his eyes almost turned red.

The cold wind blowing from all directions blew in his face like a knife. It was painful and painful. Tang Zhaozhuo buried his head in front of his chest without looking up, but asked in a loud voice, "Why do you have to wait?"

She knows how much he wants a child.

Although he never shows up in front of her.

Huoqiu squinted and said, "not yet."

The little woman was as soft as ever, and even across the thick clothes, the seductive figure was enough to make people reverie, but she was so thin that she was now pregnant with a child, and he was frightened to think about it.

The dragon in Changchun Palace was burning so vigorously that Tang Zhuozhuo clumsily solved the man's cloak and took a sip of hot tea. Only then did he feel that the chill on his body had subsided.

Look at the time, it is also time for lunch.

Huo Qiu was in such a good mood today that Tang Zhuozhao did not sink her face even after using a few cakes. She felt that something was wrong, so she narrowed her eyes with a smile and asked, "what good has happened to your Majesty today?"

"Quan an, bring people up."

Tang Zuozhuo did not know, so he looked out of the hall and immediately tightly pursed his lips.

Across a curtain of beads, the kneeling man described it as terrible, with messy black hair and blood on his forehead, and he could only see several tangled long scars scratching from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth, covering more than half of his face.

Tang Zhuozhao took a cool breath and observed carefully, but Huo Qiu smiled at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand calmly toward Quan an. "take it down, don't frighten the queen."

The blood in the temple lasted for a long time, and Tang Zhuoyu held his cheeks with his hands. It was only after a moment that he heard himself with a voice of shock: "Huo Qi?" Now Huainan. "

Huo Qiu picked the corners of his eyes with a heavy smile and tapped his fingers and said, "catch the thief first and capture the king first. Now in Huainan, there is but a plate of loose sand, without a leader and a marshal leading generals. What can you do to compete with my army?"

The rare joy in the man's voice called Tang Zhuozhuo also bent her eyes, and she quickly said, "Congratulations to your Majesty, and your wish has been fulfilled."

Huo Qiu was born extremely handsome, and now he smiles and suppresses, making people feel like a spring breeze.

He held Tang Zhuozhao's handle and poked at the small meat pits one by one. After a moment, he slurped dissatisfactorily and said, "Why are you still so thin?" I don't gain weight at all. "

Tang Zhuozhao hid things in his heart, was not in high spirits, and said slightly angrily, "other people want their wives to be slim and good-looking. How come when they get to your Majesty, they always look forward to the weight gain of their concubines?"

Huo Qiu approached her, looked at her carefully, and then said, "Little fool."

He sighed infinitely, and Tang Zhuozhuo only felt as if he had drunk sake. He tasted it clearly, but he was already very drunk.

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The days passed quickly, and the marriage between glass and Qingyuan Hou was set on the fifth day of January, which was exactly the coldest time of the year.

There was no change in the palace. Tang Zhuozhao lived a more comfortable life. don't know if it was because of the pill or the medicine powder given by Jiangjianxi, she would keep it down in a day, and she really gained some weight.

Just when Tang Zhuozhuo was looking forward to going out of the palace to watch the ceremony, he was held up by an event that happened in the palace.

The Empress Dowager Guan asked for a decree to go to the temple on Longming Mountain to present the Buddha!

Unexpectedly, Huoqiu agreed at once.

At that time, Tang Zhuozhao was driving in the imperial study, and the golden stove was filled with her favorite incense, and she saw the man write an accurate word.

Written in black and white, crisp and crisp, without the slightest hesitation.

Almost at that moment, Tang Zhuozhuo gave birth to some strange and inexplicable thoughts.

Did Huoqiu already know something?

Although the doll was dug up from her palace, she did not tell anyone about it, but by this man's means, if he found any clues, he would certainly be able to pull out some old things.

Tang Zhuozhao pursed his lips, lost his mind for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "your Majesty, the mountain is bitter, and the mother is old. Is it wrong to offer sacrifices to the Buddha at this time?"

Huo Qiu put down her pen, looked out of the window, took her slender body, avoided answering the question, but said, "in two days, I will accompany Jiaojiao out of the palace."

But the exact word that fell has never been changed.

I haven't even been to Cining Palace again.

At night, the mantle of the bed moved gently, and the spring was boundless for a moment. After the joy, Tang Zhuozhuo only felt that the strength to move his fingers was gone, and when the man was allowed to hold himself and wash his body, and his head was next to the pillow, he could not hold his eyes closed.

When woke up, it rained heavily outside the window, the cold could not stop seeping into the quilt, it was dark, and the position beside her was cold.

Tang Zhuozhao leaned half against the pillow and his eyes fell on the man on one side of the window. the night was so dark that the candles swayed from time to time, and Huoqiu was erect and motionless, as if shrouded in an airtight depression.

She lifted the quilt out of bed, walked slowly behind Huoqiu, said nothing, but rubbed her head against his back and looped around his waist.

Huo Qiu took a deep breath and said slowly, "tomorrow morning, the queen mother will go to the temple to present the Buddha."

Tang burning eyelids are still some can not open, but the brain is clear, "the emperor is reluctant to give up, so leave the mother in the palace."

Huo Qiu quickly flashed a struggle on his face, and then returned to calm. "No, it's a good home in the temple."

Tang Zhuozhao silently, learning from him as usual, gently caressed his back a few times, with a soft waxy meaning in his voice, as soft as his body, and said, "Don't be sad, I'll be with you."

In a previous life, without her intervention, Guan also entered the temple to honor the Buddha, and she didn't know what happened, but today, she is by this person's side.

Even if such comfort does not ease anything.

After a long silence, Huoqiu held her little face and kissed her on the forehead. With tenderness in her voice, she said, "it's cold at night. Go back to bed."

The little girl deserved it quickly, but she did not let go of her arm, and her bleary-eyed head clung softly behind her. At this scene, Huoqiu felt amused and angry, but the movements in her hands were so sincere that she picked up Haosheng and sat on the edge of the bed and coaxed softly.

Finally, until the little girl fell into a deep sleep, Huoqiu raised her eyes and rubbed her delicate cheek with her index finger. "I don't know who comforted whom."

The next morning, the sun was rare, and the warm winter sun was rarer than gold, shining on the red walls and palaces, adding some vitality to the Changchun Palace.

These days the weather was warmer than before, and Tang Zhuozhao got up a little later. She stood up and washed, and Anxia came with a comfortable skirt, saying that it had been ordered by his Majesty.

Tang Zhuozhao, who had been wearing lipstick with his head down, looked up at this, glanced at the dress and asked, "is it newly made by Shangyi Bureau?"

It doesn't look very good.

Anxia smiled and shook her head and said truthfully, "the father-in-law around the emperor said, it is ordinary clothes."

"have you forgotten, madam? Tomorrow is the wedding day of the princess of glass. "

Tang Zhuozhuo naturally did not forget.

It's just that she thought she wouldn't be able to get out of the palace until early tomorrow, but looking at this posture, she couldn't say she could go out today.

After lunch, the imperial ceremonial battle stopped at the gate of Changchun Palace.

When Huo Qiu entered the hall, Tang Zhuozhuo was sewing a bedclothes, a bright yellow undercoat, and he knew for whom it was sewn without having to think about it.

Anxia suddenly lost his voice, and Tang Zhaozhao looked up, suddenly overflowing with a few wisps of smile on his face, reached out and made a move to him, and said, "your Majesty, come and see if you like this trick."

The King of Kings, who had been summoned by her to come and go like this, could not bear the slightest thought of exasperation. Huo Qiu sighed in her heart, but she strode up to her as if she had her own consciousness. He stared at the black and green embroidered face for a long time, and finally frowned and asked, "what is this?"

Tang Zhaozhao pursed his lips not very happily, pointed to the mass and said, "this is the auspicious cloud pattern, the simplest pattern, still not like it?"

Huoqiu coughed, looked carefully, rubbed her hair and said, "No matter what style, Jiaojiao sewed it with her own hands, I must regard it as a treasure."

Tang Zhuozhao bent over for a long time, and was a little tired, so he put the bedclothes aside, hugged his neck vainly, and leaned his flushed index finger close to him so that he could see the small pinholes on it. "my hands are pierced and rubbed," he said. "

Although Huo Qiu had long known her character, Huo Qiu laughed loudly, grabbed the jade finger that was stretched out in front of her, put it on and sucked it.

A warm feeling of crisp numbness exploded in the brain, Tang Huizhao did not struggle, but slowly accumulated a pool of spring water in his eyes, which tickled at the bottom of his heart.

When Huoqiu saw her appearance, she was even more tender. when did a little woman do such a job? A pair of slender jade fingers are as precious as green and white onions, and now they have picked up an embroidery needle for him.

The young king almost overflowed with tenderness at the bottom of his heart, and his expression softened again and again, and then there was only a low sigh: "I have a lot of bedclothes, why does Jiaojiao need to do it herself?"

Tang Zhuozhao turned his head to annoy him, and at last Huo Qiu personally picked the flower stick on her forehead and kissed her hand. "Jiaojiao, I don't feel sad," she said in a hoarse voice. "Don't hurt yourself."

Today, when the genius was bright, Guan set off for Longmingshan. Tang Zhuozhao wanted to get up and send him off, but he was stopped by a man and went to sleep.

In the end, the Empress Dowager left the palace, a person in charge did not appear, how it seems desolate.

The man could not swallow the thorn at the bottom of his heart, but it was not easy to see Guan go to the bottom of the mountain temple alone. She saw it all in the fundus, but she could only use this method to make him happy.

Tang Zhuozhao pulled his finger back and said, "that's not what this is about."

Huoqiu laughed a few times, and seeing that she was a little annoyed, she rubbed the soft meat around her waist, changed the subject, and said, "my girl has really gained some weight."