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Chapter 40
Tang Zhuozhao was still not feeling well. after breakfast, he gave the written letter to Anxia and asked her to send someone to Tang Xuanwu's hand.
In this life, it would be better for Wang Yi to be a useless general with mediocrity.
Outside the house was green and wavy, and the dry air passed through the Filter of the mountain wind, leaving only pure coolness mixed with the freshness of the earth. Tang Zhuozhao sat at the small stone table in the courtyard, sipping a cup of warm tea in his hand.
"the rose in the room will be changed later, and I will be very eye-catching when I look at the clump of magnolia."
Anxia naturally should be, and the little servant girl who waited on the side was very quiet and went to the house in silence to change the rose which had lost some luster.
The servant girls in this house were all bought from the outside, and they didn't know who Tang Zhuozhao was. They only knew that the people who lived in it were either rich or expensive, thinking that they were the housekeeper of Xijiang.
Tang Zhuozhao knocked carelessly on the table, the tenderness of his fingers touched the heart, and he thought of the plague.
How coincidentally, Huoqiu got it? The plague did not break out on a large scale in Xijiang and disappeared just a few days later, obviously by someone.
How should Huo Qiu be reminded of this?
The man can see through the heart with a pair of eyes, and she often reveals a flaw in a word, and the man fully understands her intention without saying more.
But it remains to be seen whether this will happen in this life, and even if it still happens, how can she make Huoqiu beware?
If asked how she knew, how should she answer?
Tell the whole story of rebirth? Isn't it ridiculous?
I have a terrible headache.
Tang Zhuozhao sipped another sip of tea, then slowly got up and went into the room to read the medical books. she still remembered the prescription for the plague, but it was difficult to find the herbs, especially one of the herbs, which grew in the jungle, and the higher the year, the better the effect, there was not much left in the palace, not to mention the relatively barren Xijiang River.
If there is an empty prescription and cannot be made into medicine, it is also in vain.
Huo Qiu finished talking about political affairs with Liu Hanjiang in the vestibule, and the latter thought again and again, shaking his feather fan and caressing his beard, and said, "there is a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not."
Huo Qiu glanced sideways at him and slowly stood up. "what else needs to beat around the bush between you and me?"
Liu Hanjiang still smiled, but looked a little serious. he put the fan in his hand on the table and said, "I wonder if your Highness has thought deeply about the mystery hidden in the princess?"
Can easily solve the too doctor helpless poison, but also quietly touch the exquisite Pavilion, and even force the prince to come forward, is this still the arrogant and domineering Tang Dynasty daughter in the eyes of the world?
With her amazing skills of acupuncture and moxibustion alone, she could not be just the youngest girl of the Tang Dynasty.
But the investigation came out, and the result was placed on the case table, and it was indeed the Jiao Miss who was spoiled by the Tang Dynasty and held in the palm of her hand since she was a child.
Liu Hanjiang's words were just asked, and Huo Qiu's face became cold by an inch.
Seeing this, Liu Hanjiang sighed in his heart, but still had to say, "your Highness should know that now is a critical moment, and no hidden danger can exist, not to mention the fact that the princess is with her Royal Highness every day, and I have to think about it!"
Huo Qiu faced the window and had a panoramic view of the scene outside the window. the mood in his eyes was dark, and he said for a long time, "if you know it in your heart, you can rest assured."
Smell speech, Liu Hanjiang warm smile, take the feather fan, but also a pair of chic and handsome appearance, "your Highness has a bottom is good."
When Liu Hanjiang left, Li Desheng came in to deliver tea, and he saw that the master, who was always happy and angry, had accidentally broken the jade bottle placed on the table, and his heart suddenly thumped, and the smile on his face became even more cautious.
It was clear that he came out of the Youqu Pavilion in the morning with a smile, but how did he become so angry in less than a while?
"Master, my lady has just asked someone to deliver a letter to Lord Tang."
Huoqiu glanced at the pile of debris on the ground, then slowly withdrew her hand and asked indifferently, "what is written in the letter?"
Li Desheng looked a little strange and could not explain why for a long time. It was not until Huo Qiu frowned impatiently that he took a deep breath and said, "the Empress wrote in the letter to Lord Tang for help and asked Wang to reinstate the officer."
If the official is reinstated, that is the mighty general of the fourth grade!
Huoqiu raised her eyes, which was dark. He closed his eyes and smiled slowly, with a cold smile.
"what did you say?"
After sitting for a moment, he suddenly got up, and Li Desheng stood up from the ground, complaining bitterly without patting the dust on his knee.
This. What is all this?
When Huo Qiu arrived at the Youqu Pavilion, her heart slowly calmed down, but the chill spread all over her body, and even her heart ached slightly.
Tang Zhuozhuo is a person he knows very well, although these days have changed a lot, but his temper has not changed.
If you say you have no intention to yourself, how do you explain the graceful humming of your voice last night?
But if she is really obsessed with Wang Yi.
Huoqiu's face suddenly darkened a little.
And when he arrived, Tang Zhuozhao was delving into the medical books, staring at the xuncao in the atlas without blinking, remembering its appearance firmly, and preparing to visit the Xijiang medicine store the day after tomorrow to see if you could find some and keep them for reserve.
If she had found it, she would not have to worry about the plague.
Perhaps because the man's sense of existence was too strong, Tang cautiously raised his eyes and saw that he had come. He naturally put down his medical books and got up and walked to his side.
"it's not time for lunch, why is your Highness here?"
It was an inadvertent question, but it made him inexplicably upset in Huoqiu's eyes. Everything here, including her, was her own, so how could she still score?
"I'll come as soon as I'm done. Are you feeling better?"
He shouted about the pain at night, and the extremely delicate man was now full of smiles, but now it was quiet and gentle that Tingting curled by his side.
Tang Zhuozhao pursed his lips, a pair of wet eyes contained a thin layer of charm, stretched out a slender little finger to hook his sachet hanging from his waist.
"it still hurts, but your Highness has no pity." The voice of her commission was even more appealing, and Huo Qiu could not do it with indifference. She hugged her and put her on the stool beside her. "Don't run if you don't feel well," Huo Qiu said in a quiet voice. "
What's more, don't think about it any more.
It was not surprising that Tang Zhuozhao sensed some of his emotions. How could the movement in her room be hidden from the man's eyes?
Not to mention such a big event as sending a message to Kyoto.
The body in his arms was delicate and soft, just like that of last night, and even his voice was coquettish and waxy. Huo Qiu looked down his eyes and saw the little woman twirling a strand of ink hair around his fingertips. "I walked in the yard and didn't go anywhere else."
She looked at Huoqiu's face, and saw that he spoke to herself angrily and warmly between his eyebrows, and felt sweet again, and the feeling of inexplicability drifted away quietly, and Tang scorched his shrunken mouth.
She was so angry that she refused to ask her a question, but the man's temper was comparable to that in her previous life.
As a matter of fact, Huo Qiu did not ask, because he was obviously timid, and the scene of their argument was still fresh in his mind, and he did not want to go back to that time.
But the moment he really saw her, he subconsciously frowned and sensed some ways.
"is something bothering your Highness today? The brows are frowned so tightly. " She is still smiling, bright and dazzling.
Huoqiu looked away and replied calmly, "the left is just some trivial things in court, and I have a lonely headache."
Tang Zhuozhao was petite, and now most of his body leaned against his chest. Huoqiu glanced at her obliquely, stiff for a moment, but there was no way to hold her in her arms as she wished.
Tang burned his index finger slightly cool, rubbed it against his cold face, and finally rubbed it to the middle of his eyebrow and murmured low: "frowning makes people old, your Highness must not get old."
On hearing this, Huoqiu almost laughed angrily, but the woman really dared to say anything.
No matter who it is, who saw him who did not flatter his Royal Highness, the most noble, the dragon and the Phoenix among the people? I'm afraid there's only this delicate bag in his arms when he turns around twice and dislikes him all over the world.
"will you stop being Jiaojiao and happy when you are old?" He looked inexplicable and caressed her long black question.
Tang Zhuozhao put down his hand and said with a smile, "your Highness is handsome, but my concubine has taken advantage of it. Even when I get old in the future, my concubine and my concubine are a perfect match."
Huo Qiu was stunned and could not help laughing at her earnest theory, and suddenly lost ten percent of her depression.
"you are the most shameless and shameless, and you can say anything."
Tang Zhuozhao looked up at him and looked at the sharp eyes of the man.
"Today, my concubine wrote a letter to my father." Tang Zhuozhao pulled the sachet tied to his belt and smelled it at the tip of his nose. He frowned in disgust and threw the sachet far away.
"what kind of temper are you playing with?"
Huoqiu grabbed her a small boneless handle and did not get angry when she saw her movement. she only felt that the woman became more and more lively and lovely.
The man's previously overcast face became as good as magic for a moment, and Tang Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes slightly and bent into a crescent moon, as if thinking of something, even more unscrupulous.
"this sachet was embroidered by Zhong Liangdi? It smells the same as the smell in her temple, and my concubine smells uncomfortable. "
Huoqiu frowned slightly and shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "
He has never cared about this, and it is the boss who is in charge.
Tang burned his little head a little bit, and the red lips on the peach blossom face were a little red, and the lips opened and closed, and his voice was like an oriole gracefully and coquettish: "if your Highness lacks a sachet, there are many concubines here, and your Highness has a unique momentum."
Huoqiu's chest shook a few times, but it was as good as she wanted it to be.
Tang Zhuozhao smiled a lot, looked up and asked him, "isn't your Highness curious about what the concubine said in her letter to her father?"
Huoqiu sat with her in a different position, without even picking her eyebrow, and gave her the usual hum.
Tang Zhuozhuo grunted with dissatisfaction, and the man's deep eyes looked at each other and said, "the concubine asked my father to help restore the general post of Wang Yi."
Huoqiu smiled and caressed her eyebrow: "I know."
The man did react to it a long time ago! can't hide anything from him.
Tang Zhuozhao immediately lost his breath, poked his hard chest in frustration, and muttered discontentedly, "can't your Highness save some face for my concubine?"