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Chapter 73
Tang scorched his head and asked, "was the emperor on the bridge at that time?"
Huo Qiu's eyes also fell on the woman on the painting. After a moment, she slurped and shook her head and said, "I was talking to Liu Hanjiang in the restaurant on the side."
And then she fell into the water.
Tang Zhuozhuo did not understand why he had to draw such a picture, nor did he know why he gave it to himself as a birthday gift.
Huoqiu seemed to pierce all her doubts, tapping her long finger gently on the table, and the wrench on her thumb collided with it from time to time, making the slightest sound.
Half his face was hidden in the darkness, as if trapped in some kind of memory, and his resolute outline softened with the glow of candlelight.
Those were the most difficult years for him.
The throne of the crown prince sat rickety, gently purged on the face of it, kept a low profile behind his back, and was in danger and even poisoned several times, and finally grew up step by step.
He can finally be afraid of no one.
But at that time, met a teenage girl.
Huo Qiu suddenly looked at the wind and snow, and he hooked his lips, his voice a little tight, and it couldn't have been clearer. "when you just got married into the East Palace, when you were arguing, you always asked me with a cold face what I saw in you."
Tang Zhuozhao suddenly turned away and didn't say a word. She did more absurd things when she first entered the East Palace than she did in the first decade or so.
"burning, in fact, I do not know, up to now do not know."
Huoqiu looked a little complicated and frowned, and she was really puzzled.
His bony index finger stroked the face of the woman in the picture and said, "this is the second time I have seen you."
"at that time, you were still young, and your face looked as big as a slap when you stepped on the first snowfall of winter."
At that time, he and Liu Hanjiang were talking about the previous dynasty. He looked at her small figure through the window and frowned for the first time. How could there be no one around him in such a dangerous place?
When she fell into the water, he went from the room of the restaurant to the cold water, but it took only a few minutes to breathe, and when she lay obediently in her arms with her eyes closed, he could feel his heartbeat very clearly.
Clamoring to plunder.
Huoqiu's voice was a little hoarse. "I put you down and left at that time. I think about it now, but it's also because I'm timid."
She always said that her face was cold all day, but she had no idea how quickly he had rushed down to save her.
It was the first time Tang Zhuozhuo heard the word timidity from the man's mouth. She lost her voice and didn't know how to speak.
Huo Qiu's eyes melted into the most gorgeous light. He took Tang Zhuozhao's trembling hand and smiled and kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes. The taste was bitter and astringent, and it seemed to be endless, which distressed him to the bone.
"Why are you crying? Jiaojiao, why are you crying? "
Why is she crying? In this relationship, he is the one who loses from beginning to end.
Tang Zhuozhuo doesn't know what he is crying about. Just listening to his open timidity, the tip of his nose was sore and the tears were out of control.
Huoqiu, holding her little face made up with tears, felt the shudder of her body, and sighed hoarsely: "Jiaojiao always turns around and talks to me, only hearing the new laugh, where to hear the old cry, where to come from the new and the old. I have only Jiaojiao from the beginning to the end."
As soon as this was said, Tang Zuojiao was stiff, and she raised her head in disbelief. The wind and rain outside, the man's face was soft and serious, the warm belly of his fingers rubbed on the back of her hand, and repeated, "she's always been coquettish."
Her heart and body are hers, and there is no room for a second person from now on.
Tang Zhuozhao's eyes are full of water fog, do not seem to understand this sentence, carefully tempted to ask: "your Majesty …". What does that mean? "
Huo Qiu didn't want to talk about it, but now he was a little stiff. He got up calmly and said, "Jiaojiao understands by herself."
In front of this man, Emperor Chongjian had lost count of how many times she had bowed her head, and she was still the treasure of her heart when she was cold, not to mention the time when she smiled and acted in a coquettish manner.
Tang Zhuozhao was even more surprised than when he was reborn. He simply couldn't believe it.
A generation of kings, sitting in the harem, he clearly told her that none of the women had touched them, and that they were all used as furnishings.
Three thousand weak water, only take a ladle to drink, this is a nice thing to say, but she has never believed it.
The same kind of man in the world, that is, no matter how cold-hearted and abstinent man is, he just doesn't meet a woman who is coquettish and charming enough. if he does, the wood can burn out a fire.
But it is Huo Qiu who says this today!
She knew perfectly well that he would not make up such words to deceive her, much less necessary.
Isn't it a joke that all kinds of awkwardness she made a while ago?
Tang Zhuozhao called someone in and wiped his face, and Huoqiu sat on the bench at the table. For a moment no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a little stagnant.
When everyone was out, Tang Zhuozhao got up slowly, rolled up the very delicate painting, and was stupefied when he caught a glimpse of the date of the signature.
The time was three years ago today!
The man was attracted to her three years ago on her birthday, but she knew nothing about it.
She frowned so viciously that she was on the verge of tears again. She had shed so many tears in the cold palace in her previous life that she seemed to have no tears to shed after her rebirth.
"how can the emperor make people so happy today?" She turned to caress his bluish-black stubble, feeling a little prickly, and then hung loosely on him, her feet dangling restlessly, emphasizing all the time: "I feel so happy. I have never been so happy."
She rubbed her sweet face affectionately against Huoqiu's chin so that the man could really feel her joy.
On her nineteenth birthday, she was more comfortable than any other one in previous years.
Tang Zhuozhao has been mixing oil in honey these days, but Zhu Liu is simply out of luck.
For no other reason, she is now betrothed to Ji Han, the son of Qingyuan, and on this day, under the order of Princess Nanping, she made an appointment with Ji Han to go to the horse race.
Ji Han was slender and frail. He always smiled and spoke politely on his elegant face. At first glance, Zhu Liu felt that the man was very clean, like a pool of water.
Her equestrian is unambiguous, in the moment she stepped on horseback, she said to Ji Han: "son, see the real chapter on the field, I will not release water."
Ji Han still smiled and said, "it should be like this."
He has been traveling far away for the past few years, and as soon as he returned to the capital, he was caught by his father and brought to the autumn hunting paddock. Today, when he saw the head of the glass county, he did not have too much antipathy.
It would be nice for such a cheerful woman to marry home.
Wouldn't it be nice to travel all over the world and see the mountains, rivers and sunsets together?
The two set out almost at the same time. Zhu Ryukyu gathered his mind and ran very fast. Ji Han followed her calmly and leisurely, and when he was halfway through the journey, Zhu Liu stopped.
At the front was a black horse, and the man on the horse laughed coldly, like a wild wolf on the prairie. Seeing that both of them had stopped, he came here leisurely on his horse.
Chu Liuqiao's face was cold and she pursed her lips and said nothing.
Ji Han glanced at her, then looked at the bad Mongolian Khan, then dismounted and pulled Zhu Liu behind him with a smile.
The curtain of the house tower was so stimulated by this action that he squinted his eyes and examined the Qingyuan waiting son up and down.
This body looks weaker than a woman, but also have the nerve to protect Zhu Liu behind?
When haven't seen you for two years, does Zhu Liu fall in love with such a pretty boy?
Ji Hanquan could not see the aggressive look in his eyes. With a clear smile, Ji Hanquan held his fist and said, "I have heard of Khan for a long time, but I finally see him today. It is really the appearance of a dragon and Phoenix, and it lives up to its reputation."
By contrast, Yuta Mou could not be so calm. He frowned and skipped the extremely disturbing man. "come out," he said in a gruff voice to Zhu Liu, who stood calmly behind Ji Han. "
Zhu Liu was shaking with anger.
~
She made it so clear that this dog man is still involved in her business.
He broke a lot of things by himself, and even his confidant couldn't take care of it, so he still had time to add traffic to her?
After all, Zhu Liu did not dare to face with him for fear of misunderstanding, so he had to take a breath from the bottom of his heart and said to Ji Han, "son, let's go over there."
She is too old to afford to procrastinate. If she doesn't marry, she will become an old girl.
Ji Han glanced at the even heavier tower curtain and replied with a smile.
The tower curtain laughed angrily and narrowed his eyes and threatened coldly: "Glass, why don't I go and see the Emperor of the Central Plains now?"
With half his arm stiff, Qiang calmly turned his head and said to Ji Han, "son, go back first. Khan wants to talk to me about something."
Ji Han paused and did not ask anything, but still smiled and said good. Looking at the cold weather, he asked the boy to send a pure white cloak and put it in Zhu Liuya's hand. "it's cold," he said. "I'll give it to the main department of your county later."
Then raised foot in the other direction.
From the beginning to the end, didn't ask a question, let alone shake face.
Zhu Liu calmly looked back and went to an inconspicuous bush. Not long after, the curtain of the house tower followed.
She took a deep breath of cold, and the snow in her eyes was frighteningly heavy. "House Tower screen, what do you want to do?"
"do you just want me to revolve around you all my life?" Zhu Liu was so angry that his green fingers turned thick white.
The house tower curtain was also full of anger, and he did not understand that it would not be better to marry him than to marry the frail son of Lao.
The pretty boy who only knows how to do superficial kung fu.
Zhu Liu said to himself, tears almost shed. "I really can't spend time with you. Women in the Central Plains are no better than the prairie. If you are still thinking a little bit of what I used to be, don't worry about me."
As soon as she finished saying this, the face of the man standing opposite turned completely black. he playfully hooked his lips, forced himself to suppress his anger and asked, "is that the man you like now?"
Zhu Liu did not speak for a moment, and such a move fell into the eyes of the house tower, and it was clear that he acquiesced.
"where can such a thin man get into your eyes?" The tower curtain sneered, and then her eyes fell on her little white face and asked, "how can I not worry about you?" Now that all of my prairie boys know that I have come to marry the head of Zhongyuan County, how can I explain to them if I can't take you back? "