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Chapter 85 one shift
Tang scorched his head and looked at the small gold stove in the temple, glowing with fine luster under the candlelight, and could not help squinting slightly.
Apart from this sentence, Tang did not know what else to say for a moment.
Guan even prepared people for Huo Qiu, and he was not a noble woman from a family, but just a low-status maid, so that he could handle it in the future.
What more can she say about the intention of this one?
After Guan finished saying this, he looked closely at Tang's burning eyes, but did not see the imaginary resentment, dissatisfaction and anger, some were just peaceful and calm.
The girl of the Tang family had been with Huo Qiu for a long time, but she even got the slightest awe-inspiring momentum.
Guan's dark blue could not be covered. She hooked her lips and sighed, and then said, "it's a pity that the Ai family has chosen a new maid to wait on the old bones. The Ai family wants to send it to the emperor. I don't know what the queen thinks."
Her last word fell to the ground, and the whole inner temple was as silent as death.
The meaning of this remark could not be more obvious, but I am afraid that after she has gone, the identity of this palace maid will have an earth-shaking change.
Tang Zhuozhao green fingertips on the tea, mixed with cyan patterns, the depth of the color is very beautiful, she looked along Guan's eyes, pretending to observe carefully for a moment, and then pursed her lips.
"it looks like a good color. I don't know what its name is."
Guan breathed a sigh of relief.
The maid came up to her a few steps, knelt down deeply and respectfully said, "back to the words of the queen, the maidservant was lucky enough to give her a name and called Shi Qi."
Tang Zhuozhao turned his hand around, put the cup down again, and then turned his head to Guan and said, "the mother really has a good eye, this girl is good, the water spirit is very pleasant, and the minister will be moved to see it."
Guan smiled and nodded. It was not that she didn't notice the change in Tang Zhuozhao's address. She felt a little uncomfortable, so she got up and said, "as long as the queen feels good."
"the emperor is still in the Qing palace to deal with political affairs?"
Tang Zhuozhao nodded.
"looking at the sky, it should be late. When seven, you go to the Qing Palace to serve, along with a message to the Ai family and the queen, tell the emperor to pay attention to the body. "
Tang Zhuozhao suddenly raised his eyes, unexpectedly that Guan was so impatient.
She only agreed to the last sentence, and the next moment she was decided.
When the seven rotten and delicate little face suddenly spread a layer of obvious joy, Tang Huazhao inadvertently saw one, and only felt as uncomfortable as a needle on the tip of his heart.
The pain in his chest eased for a while, and Tang Burning his fingertips turned white, so that he could feel better, and at least he could tell the scene and the situation in front of him.
The bright green palace dress disappeared in her afterglow, and Tang Zhuozhao lowered his eyes and looked down at the embroidered surface of his shoes embroidered with peony patterns, and tried to bear the sudden rise of the bottom of his heart that almost made her red and sour in her eyes.
I don't blame Guan.
She knew very well that it was related to the heir of the emperor, and she had nothing to do, so there were naturally plenty of people who wanted to take their place.
Guan gave her the queen's face and didn't say anything important, so even people chose one for her first.
What else is there to say?
Guan estimated the time, but also did not have a good rest after a long journey for several days, and the exhaustion on the face was self-evident, but in the end he had some misgivings and gently told people to set up the chess game. it was only then that he pulled Tang's hand and said, "I haven't played with anyone for a long time." the Ai family is a little itchy today. "
Tang Zhuozhao blinked, slightly bowed his head and said, "the son will play a few games with his mother."
Guan was just afraid that she would cut off the beard halfway out of the Cining Palace, how could she not know it?
Tang Zhuozhao tightly pursed his lips and made mistakes several times. Even when Guan saw him, he had to sigh, looked at the sky outside, and said, "go back quickly, take good care of your body, and come to my Cining Palace more often when you are free." the two of us, also have a good conversation. "
Tang cautiously closed his eyes and got up to retire.
The Cining Palace and the Changchun Palace were not far away. The wind was cold outside, blowing on his face like a knife on a bone. Tang Zhaozhao held a woman Tang in his hand, but several times his legs were so weak that he could hardly walk.
She herself pushed Huoqiu to another woman.
The night is like a ghost, inseparable. Anxia supported her with a dignified look and comforted: "Niang Niang, let's endure some."
The beauty of the harem was added again and again, and there seemed to be no other way except to endure it. she loved her master in the end, and then said, "the emperor has an empress in his heart."
With the lantern swaying in the hands of the maid in front of him, Tang cauterized his eyes, which were as cool as black mercury, and looked straight at the dark eaves of the main hall ahead, which was the Ganqing Palace.
Tang Zhaozhao moved his fingers slightly, then pursed his lips tightly and stepped up his pace.
When she returned to Changchun Palace, the familiar aroma of fruit gradually dispersed and wreathed around the tip of her nose. Tang closed her eyes wearily, and after grooming, she fell asleep. She only felt that all her bones were falling apart, unable to piece together a complete body.
Cold, deep into the bone marrow.
The purple ring came in to add spice to the incense burner, and she was gently ready to lift the bead curtain and go outside to watch, but Tang Zhuozhao suddenly made a voice, her voice cold, "if the emperor of tomorrow has not ordered it, he will raise the palace maid to the nobility."
Zihuan was stunned for a moment, and then whispered yes.
Only Tang Zhuozhao knew how hard it took to say it word by word when it came to her mouth.
It's extremely difficult.
She slept uncomfortably, vaguely feeling that the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and her body was so tired and lazy that she didn't even bother to move.
Tang Zhuozhao has always been heartless and used to it, but now he really feels the pain in his heart, but he is helpless for the first time.
What can do?
Huoqiu spoiled and indulged her like that, where did she really bear to watch him do nothing for the rest of his life?
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In the dry Qing Palace, Huo Qiuming's yellow dragon robe was stained with warm tea, and the tea broke into many pieces on the ground. When he was at a loss, he knelt on the ground, quietly looking at the handsome uncast indifferent king, while bowing his head and blushing.
Huo Qiu's chest went up and down, and her eyes were as dark as an inkstone, and Zhang Desheng shook himself as she rolled and rustled the wind and snow.
"who called you?"
He suddenly closed his eyes, ran his long fingers over the table, and his fingernails gushed with angry cyan.
Shi Qi was very frightened, but he still stumbled: "back …". Back to your Majesty, it was the Empress Dowager and the Empress Empress who called the maidservant to wait on the Emperor. "
For a moment, Huo Qiu's face was darker than the night outside. He smiled angrily, stared at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, tickled the corner of his mouth and mocked, "how magnanimous."
To personally send a woman to the Qing Palace is indeed a dutiful and qualified queen.
Shi Qi saw that he suddenly lost his voice, looked up, clenched his teeth, dared to get up, and affixed it cowardly, which was an unbeatable state of mind.
The woman's body is soft, with the aroma of fat powder, but the next moment has collapsed on the ground, the man's face with deep hostility, cold voice: "send people back to Cining Palace."
Zhang Desheng was busy calling people in and dragging them out.
Huoqiu became more and more irritable as she thought about it, and at last she tightened her hand. after breaking an antique of the former dynasty, she stepped out of the Ganqing Palace with fragments all over the floor.
Zhang Desheng trotted a few steps behind, gasping for breath: "your clothes, your Majesty.". "
It's still wet.
The man turned a deaf ear, a cold eye came over, and the people who followed were silent one by one, and no one dared to persuade them any more.
On the night of the beginning of December, it was unbelievably cold and the moonlight was bleak, which poured out Huo Qiu's body, and finally took away the slightest bit of hostility between the man's eyebrows and hearts.
When the emperor's ceremonial battle arrived at the gate of the Changchun Palace, Huo Qiu strode in, and the waiters along the way knelt on the ground. with each step, the man's face grew colder, and by the time Tang Zhuozhao was in front of his bed, it had condensed into ice that could not be melted.
The soft pearl glowed, and the mantle hung down one layer after another. Anxia wanted to awaken Tang Zhaozhao, so she was waved back by Huo Qiu.
The temple was warmer than the dry Qing Palace, and the little woman was afraid of the cold. The incense curled in the censer fluttered into the air and spread out quietly, and the familiar fragrance seemed a little strange.
Huoqiu stood with her hand down, looking down at the sleeping man, with cold ice between her hair and eyebrows.
When closed eyes, when thought of the beautiful face of the palace maid and the wonderful eyes of spring, the man felt extremely absurd. It was clear that the woman who had made a fuss because of his visit to the palace of Zhong Yuxi a few months ago was generous enough to personally send the other woman to the collapse of the dragon.
This made him feel so bad that he couldn't help wondering if he was the only one who was addicted to it in this tiresome wave of affection. The woman laughed lightly on the shore and pulled out thoroughly.
It was not until he woke the woman up and saw the thin, shiny tears in the corners of her eyes that he felt a shiver in his heart.
Did you cry in your dream?
Tang was awakened in a daze, and had not yet fully opened his eyes. He only saw the man's face, Shu Yiqing and Jun, with a strong sleepiness in his voice, and subconsciously stretched out two arms like jade lotus root, feeling sleepy. "hold it, your Majesty."
Delicate bag eyes only open a crack, like a crescent bay water, tickle, not to mention that soft and waxy voice, like a normal act between lovers.
Huoqiu held her breath for a moment, and her eyes were ridiculously deep.
Tang Zhuozhao suddenly regained her mind at this moment. She rubbed her eyes and saw at the tip of her eyes a large area of wet expression around the man's waist. Smelling the smell of tea, she gathered her eyes quietly, as if the previous Jiaoyin waxy language was just a dream.
She frowned, suppressed her feelings from the bottom of her heart and said, "Why doesn't the emperor change his clothes? why is there tea on it?"
The more she acted as if nothing had happened, the more the fire in the bottom of the man's heart burned.
Zhang Desheng did not squint and held up his clean clothes. Tang Zhuozhao forcefully suppressed drowsiness, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, whispering: "it's so late, how come the emperor hasn't gone to bed yet?"
"the concubine changed his clothes for the emperor."
With that, Tang Zhuozhao approached Huo Qiu, the fragrant and soft body with warm body temperature, but the most deadly thing was the faint smell of milk that hung around the tip of his nose for a long time.