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Chapter 55
Huo Qiu Jian eyebrow introverted, suddenly raised his eyes, said: "Jiaojiao, alone will always spoil you."
For the first time in his life, he said such words in front of a woman, and his Royal Highness felt full of emotion and sincerity, only to be placed in front of her.
He is not a heavy, lustful person, so many years have seen such a worry-free thing, the future eldest son is born, it must be the prince of the East Palace, no one can bully their mother in the future.
It can be said that from then on, his Royal Highness felt absurd, and the royal family paid attention to the extension of children. Now those ministers and vassals have shown dissatisfaction, but it is because she occupies the name of his wife Zhengfei, and no one else can say anything if she is dissatisfied.
But in the future, after leaving the East Palace, the measure that the mother of a country should have has to make a look.
Tang Zhuozhao stood up. Under the snow-white skin covered with green hair, there was still a blue-purple and red mark half an hour ago, which was somewhat shocking.
Obviously not long ago, the two were still in love with each other, but now they are vaguely confronting each other in a room where the boredom of the relationship has not completely dissipated.
She tilted her head and kept silent, her long fingernails scratched across the tender flesh of the palm, and the man's eyes grew deeper and deeper, like two cold swords standing on top of her head. She caressed her sleeve and smiled at Huo Qiu as if nothing had happened: "your Highness will always be with the concubine."
The pressure suddenly waned, and Tang's burning expression in the light was dim, but he looked at it from Huo Qiu's point of view, but it was clear that he tilted the corners of his mouth slightly.
Always indulge in indulgence, that is, no matter how many new people enter the Eastern Palace and even the harem in the future, no one can shake the status of his wife and son.
It is true that men always live up to their words, and such a promise can be counted as a profit.
For a moment speechless, the red candle flickered and the incense bursts. Tang cauterized his lips and hit a Yawn. His fundus glowed with silver, and his voice was sleepy: "I'm sleepy."
Huoqiu nodded slightly, saw her on the bed, then sat down to the edge of the bed, tucked in the quilt for her, and then said, "I have something to do. I'll see you tomorrow."
He turned to the door and turned again, purging his face and said, "if you don't eat on time, you should know the importance."
Emperor Qiong Yuan is really hanging his life with soup pills now. The atmosphere in Kyoto is getting more and more tense day by day, but the Qing Palace is still the same, heavily guarded, with the exception of Prince Huo Qiu and the Queen, no one can enter. Tang Zhuo took people to go there a few times, but it was just for show, and he was invited back with good words.
The six princes and the imperial concubine were kept out of the door without an accident, their faces were twisted with anger, and the smiles on their faces could not be maintained.
Those officials in the court were the most adept at guessing the holy meaning, and they were as good as each other. Looking at the battle situation, they naturally understood the current situation and hid themselves in the mansion to avoid disaster for a while.
On the seventh day of August, Huo Qiu swooped out of the Yiqiu Palace, her face so angry that a bunch of people were puzzled.
At lunchtime, Tang Zhuozhuo also asked people to serve several plates of milk cakes, dug a little bit with a spoon and sent them to her mouth, without the slightest sign of apprehension and gloom, the same as usual, as if she had paid no attention to what happened in the morning.
Anxia listened to the noise in the room in the morning, and saw the appearance of the prince leaving angrily and the fragments of flowerpots scattered all over the floor, and he was alarmed all morning.
But the Lord did not move for a long time. He ate and drank as he should, just like no one else.
The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry.
"Madame." Anxia really could not help it. Standing at the back of Tang Zhuozhao's rocking chair, Anxia said, "what's the matter with you and your Highness?" Why are you quarreling again? "
Anyone who sees such a scene is a little flustered. After all, this is the case with so many quarrels before.
I'm afraid I'll go back to before liberation again.
The smile on Tang Zhuozhao's face remained the same, and he didn't even lift his eyelids. He just waved his hand and said carelessly, "it's all right, your Highness is just busy with political affairs recently, and he thinks of something that has nothing to do with us, which has nothing to do with us."
Anxia was so familiar with this statement that her eyelids jumped at it. Look, it's so light, it works better than anything else.
You see, your Highness is angry because of what happened in court, it has nothing to do with me, and there is nothing I can do about it.
When everyone was out, Tang rubbed his forehead and heart, sat down in front of the makeup box and looked carefully at the scar on his face. after all these days, the scar was almost better, and if he hadn't looked closely, there would have been no trace.
She shook the glossy jade bracelet on her wrist, which seemed to be slowly surging with water, which was put on her by the moody man this morning.
Thinking of this, Tang Zhuozhao endured, and finally gave a cold hum, and let the bracelet fall to the ground and break into several pieces.
The man would show his authority, and if he was unhappy, he broke the porcelain vase Guzhen in her temple, and his anger was so inexplicable that he was not allowed to ask a few questions.
Huo Qiu, who had just lost her temper in the main hall, was not able to calm down until dinner, but her look was not really good. After waiting for a day, the woman not only didn't come, she didn't even say a word. Stop talking, I'm afraid she doesn't even remember him.
That night, three days after Huoqiu had approved the fold, he stopped his pen and rubbed his eyebrows, pressed down his anger and asked, "what is the crown princess doing?"
Li Desheng's head couldn't be lower, but what was the trouble between the two masters of Xin Tao? The Crown Princess is obviously sensible and obedient these two days. How can her Highness not only be unhappy, but also get so angry as soon as she enters the Yiqiu Palace?
"by this time, when I went back to the temple, my mother had already taken a rest."
Huoqiu could not help shaking the palm of her hand, thinking that she would be a little more quiet without her, but now it seems that she has been thinking about herself for three years.
For the past three or five days, that woman has been acting under her nose!
It shows that she is blindly submissive and decent, just like a more qualified Crown Princess, who does everything she needs to do, and can't find any fault.
Even when he caught Tang Zhaozuo from his bed this morning, the woman used a sleepy voice to advise him to go to other places to have a look at the rain and dew.
It seems that the person who grabbed his sleeve and told him not to go to Yuxi Palace only appeared in an illusory dream.
Huoqiu was upset, and he had always been vigorous and resolute, and he was alone in the softness of the woman. Tang's abnormality began that night. Now that she knows the truth, he feels that his heart is empty. Until the rain and dew touched his mouth this morning, he almost strangled her heart.
Tens of thousands of calculations, only did not take into account her so free and easy, now this situation, no matter how can not let go of the people unexpectedly become the crown prince.
Once again, the Cold War began between the two masters of the East Palace.
It was cold until the eve of August 15th.
Tang Zhuozhao was also used to a leisurely life. Huo Qiu didn't come, and she didn't have to put her face up, which was not her own fault.
Only on this day, she was a little upset after all, because according to the track of the previous life, Emperor Qiong Yuan died at noon on that day.
In the Ganqing Palace, Emperor Qiong Yuan woke up after a day of lethargy. It was still early, and Queen Guan was still sleeping on the Luohan bed outside, separated by a ten thousand generations of orchid screen from the dragon couch.
When Huo Qiu came in to say hello, Emperor Qiong Yuan was sitting on the bed with a bright yellow soft pillow behind her. After many days, the color finally became a little ruddy.
He looked at the scene and thought of what Jiangjianxi said. His heart sank and a little coolness came out of his back.
Looking back, there is not much time left for a generation of emperors.
Emperor Qiong Yuan looked at his proudest son, smiled and waved to him, speaking softly for fear of waking up those who were sleeping outside.
He smiled kindly, and now he could no longer see the majesty of the emperor. Emperor Qiongyuan gasped, shook Huo Qiu's hand and said, "from now on, I'll leave it to you."
Huo Qiu did not speak, and now the words of relief in her mouth were superfluous, and Emperor Qiong Yuan knew it from the bottom of his heart.
He knew exactly what Emperor Qiong Yuan meant, but at this time, all he could do seemed to be nodding.
Emperor Qiong Yuan coughed a few more heavily, and a thick black blood clot jumped out of the veil. Huo Qiu changed her face and wanted to call for a doctor, but he waved his hand and stopped it.
He pulled out a dark box from under the bright yellow mattress and handed it into Huoqiu's hand. After the wind and frost of time on his dry hand, he looked at Huoqiu and said, "…" This is a secret guard order. I can dispatch all the secret guards under my hands and pass it on from generation to generation. My son will hold on to this river and mountain for me. "
"my son and minister will try their best to live up to his father's expectations."
Emperor Qiong Yuan confessed everything that should be explained, and the expression on his face was quite relaxed. At this time, he turned his head and looked at the screen and said with a smile, "ask your aunt to accompany me."
The waiters in the temple retreated in an orderly manner. Guan had already woke up and listened quietly behind the screen. He came in and sat down on the edge of the bed naturally.
The light in Emperor Qiongyuan's eyes suddenly lit up and shook her hand very carefully. Guan looked at the overlapping palms of the two, and silently did not get away.
Huo Qiu bowed and went to the side hall, and only the old and ill emperors and long-lost successors were left in the inner hall of the Ganqing Palace.
The temple is full of the smell of medicine, it does not smell bad even if it is used to it, but it is inexplicably meditative.
Emperor Qiong Yuan's eyes were tightly glued to Guan's beautiful face, and there was a smile at the corners of his mouth. It took him a long time to say hoarsely, "after all these years, I have looked at you and your appearance has not changed at all."
Not only his appearance has not changed, but his temper has not changed at all.
Guan frowned fiercely and interrupted him. "it's time for your Highness to drink medicine, and my concubine asked someone to bring it up."
Emperor Qiong Yuan hurriedly took her by the hand and smiled bitterly: "at this time, what's the difference between taking this medicine or not?"
With such fate, there is no cure for medicine.
His hands trembled slightly for physical reasons, and now he looked like an old man, dying and dying.
I don't know what Guan thought of, and his voice changed his tune. "in that case, what's the use of those who are too medical?"
Emperor Qiong Yuan was not annoyed, but tried his best to sit up and sighed, "I have tried my best to govern my life, and my children are around my knees. There is only one thing I regret when I live to this time."
Guan didn't want to hear any more. He thought of his body with a blank face, but he was held back by Emperor Qiongyuan. He got that strength from somewhere, and his face flushed a little.
Guan's fundus flickered for a moment, but the corner of his heart softened after all.
Emperor Qiong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, felt the loose flesh and layers of folds on his face, and sighed, "I am much older than you, but now I am even older than you."
Guan's eyes fell on his old face and mocked for a while: "Yes, he is old and ugly."
Emperor Qiong Yuan heard that about herself for the second time in her life, and it was her twice.
Once, when he was in high spirits, he naturally scoffed at this remark, but this time he had to admit it.
"if it hadn't been for that glass of wine, would it have been different between you and me?" It was difficult for him to say this, and some had no beginning and no end, but Guan immediately understood what he meant.
If it were not for that glass of wine, the person who should marry him would be himself.
When Emperor Qiong Yuan saw that she did not speak, he rubbed her belly and took care of himself and said, "but it makes no difference, you are still my wife after all."
"when your sister died. Well, in fact, I didn't say anything like asking you to enter the palace. It was me. " Emperor Qiong Yuan did not have much strength left to speak. He paused and then said, "it's me. The marriage between you and Qingyuan Marquis was almost settled, but I am not happy at the bottom of my heart. How can I give up?"
How can you be willing to marry a man next to you and have a happy life with your husband and son?
Guan watched coldly as he threw up a mouthful of blood and fell askew on the bed, his lips moved a few times, and said, "I know naturally."
"I don't know more about my sister's nature. since she has suffered from the unlove of Yuan Fu in this deep-walled palace, she will never ask me to go to the palace to renew my family honor."
Emperor Qiong Yuan silently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and asked hoarsely, "then why do you …". Why? "
Why go to the palace? He had asked her about the situation at that time, and it was absolutely impossible for him to ask her to enter the palace, no matter how thick-skinned he was, as long as she refused.
Guan pulled the cushion behind him and let him lie flat on the couch to save his strength. A look of repressed pain flashed in his eyes. "my sister's child is still unprotected in the palace," she said. "
So in any case, she should hold on firmly to the next position.
Emperor Qiongyuan bent the corner of his mouth, slowly closed his eyes, and whispered, "all my life, the world was in my hands, but I didn't get the most cherished person until my death."
Neither the body nor the mind got anything.
As soon as Emperor Qiong Yuan closed his eyes, he never woke up.
When Huo Qiu brought the people back in, Guan looked stunned at the bedside of Emperor Qiongyuan, sitting with numbness in his legs and feet.
"Auntie." His cold brow was full of deep pain, and his voice was like a taut string that broke as soon as he touched it.
Guan just got up like waking up from a big dream, perhaps because he had been sitting for too long and his body staggered. Huo Qiu stepped forward to hold it and accidentally bumped into Guan's finger, frighteningly cold.
Guan and he looked at each other, and then took the lead in kneeling in front of the bed with a very serious expression.
In an instant, the news of the death of Emperor Qiong Yuan spread all over the deep palace, and the eunuch who came to report the news was a man in front of Huo Qiu, who was already in plain clothes and looked sad.
Tang Zhuozhao felt his heart tremble even if he had expected it, and before the eunuch left, he could not help asking, "where is your Highness now?"
As soon as she asked this question, she felt as if she had been stupid. Emperor Qiong Yuan died, and he was not sure how busy he was, but now he must be in the Ganqing Palace.
The death knell in the palace sounded leisurely, as if it had hit a person's heart.
Tang Zhuozhao was waited on to change into a white plain dress, and all the ornaments on her body took off. Ke Rao looked so plain that her face was still so delicate that she had nothing to say, and she was born with a pair of attractive skin.
She took two cakes to cover her stomach and took people all the way to Ganqing Palace. After the birthday party of the Empress Dowager on that day, she never saw Emperor Qiong Yuan again, and even when he was ill in bed, he was not allowed to enter.
Tonight, their descendants will observe filial piety in Ganqing Palace!