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Chapter 94
Tang Zhuozhao and Huo Qiu left the palace that night, and the guards, both bright and dark, were naturally camouflaged, and when a small sedan chair slowly drove out of the palace door, the red clouds in the west rolled into a large tapestry.
It was no small thing for the emperor to go out on patrol in his micro clothes, with the queen around him. Tang Zhuozhao felt sleepy in the jolt of the carriage, hit Yawn with his lips covered, and then leaned softly against the man's shoulder and closed his eyes.
It was getting dark, and the wind could not wait to blow on people with a biting chill. When Tang Zhuozhao was awakened by Huo Qiu, he was stunned for a moment.
Huoqiu bowed her head slightly and smiled against her eyebrow. "Why are you so sleepy lately?" But are you tired at night? "
When Tang Zhuozhao heard him talk about last night, he could not help loosening his sore wrist and glanced at him angrily, his face flushed because he had just woke up or for some other reason.
Huo Qiu smiled at the bottom of his eyes. Jiaoxiang and soft jade were in his arms day and night. he was just his age. Except for the little ancestor who was spoiled in the Changchun Palace, there was no one close to him. She was weak during this period of time, and every emotion was forcefully endured, which was kung fu for more than a month.
Last night, really couldn't help it and tossed it a little harder.
Such a joyful taste is enough to make people lose their minds.
The sound of tiny footsteps outside broke the beauty. Tang Zhuozhao blinked and stretched out his hand to open the curtain half a wide slit. As soon as he saw the situation outside, he was so surprised that he covered his lips.
The red wooden door stands erect, hidden under the door for generations of historical ups and downs, witnessing the change of imperial power of several generations, but the most touching thing is that bone-to-bone familiarity, which is all her memories from birth to before leaving the cabinet.
Tang Fu.
Now the remaining drowsiness of Tang Zhuozhao was completely gone, and she turned her head to Huo Qiu, her voice trembling with excitement: "shall we rest at your house today?"
Huoqiu looked at the little girl with a look of hope, and her heart itched a little. He rubbed her wrist, shook his head, and said, "stay tonight. I have something to do. I'll pick you up first thing in the morning."
His identity is different, if he lives together, the Tang family will inevitably pay attention to the difference between the monarch and courtiers, he does not care, but the little woman day and night thinking about family reunion, will inevitably be uncomfortable.
When Tang Zhuozhuo was helped out of the carriage, he turned his head hastily, crept up to Huoqiu and dropped a goose-like kiss on the side of his cheek.
Leave at the slightest touch, crisp and numb like an electric shock.
The slim figure of the little girl was like a fallen leaf, and it floated into the two red doors. Were it not for the residual warmth on the cushions around her, Huoqiu would have suspected that he had just had a dream.
Little heartless, really went in without looking back.
Huo Qiu's sword eyes drooped slightly until the two doors slowly closed and crunched. Only then did he pull the corners of his mouth and said in a cold voice, "go to Qingyuan and wait for the mansion."
He is destined to be sleepless tonight, but he is not the only one.
Tang Xuanwu and Liang heard the news and rushed out in a hurry. Tang Xuanwu happened to come across Tang Zhuozhao. Liang immediately burst into tears. Tang Xuanwu was battlefield's fierce general with a hard temperament, but Rao was like this, or slightly red.
Tang Zhuozhao's hand was tightly clasped by Liang. After explaining the basic situation, he looked around and asked, "Dad, where are the brothers?"
Tang Xuanwu has always doted on this little daughter, but he was more strict with his three sons. Now, when he heard her question, he made a straight face and said in a systematic way, "your third brother has read the books of saints for so many years, and he is about to take part in the imperial examination this year." but at the end of the day, he changed his mind and wanted to learn martial arts with your second brother. "
"what nonsense!"
Tang Zhuozhao knew the cause of his father's anger, and it was not a child's play to practice martial arts from literature, and he paid attention to perseverance. It was not a matter of lip service to change literary martial arts at this time, and no wonder Tang Xuanwu was furious.
She winked at Liang and stopped asking questions.
Late at night, Tang Zuozhao rested in his former boudoir, which was clean and charcoal-lit, but not cold.
It was Anxia who waited on her. She just brought in a plate of snacks and lifted the curtain and said with a smile, "Lady, this is a lotus seed cake made by Aunt du in the kitchen. Her ladyship remembered that you liked it, so she specially called it and sent it to me."
Tang Zhuozhao put down the yellowed old book on hand, raised his eyes, and got up from the soft chair. "I haven't eaten for a long time indeed."
Some things, revisit both familiar and unfamiliar, it is buried two lives of memory.
The carbon fire crackled softly, and Tang Zhaozhao, holding a soup in his arms, got up and opened the small window, and immediately a cold midnight was sandwiched in the small snow seeds and scraped into the room.
"looking at it, there will be another heavy snow tomorrow." Her long, slender eyebrows frowned as she remembered the marriage of colored glass in her heart.
Anxia smiled and said with relief: "the auspicious snow in the cold winter is a good sign, and the empress does not have to worry about it. Qingyuan waits to be a very good person, just matching the princess."
It's much better than Khan on the prairie.
Tang Zhuozhao thought, also ticked his lips, and said lazily, "it's the same reason."
Glass is thorough and will not be as stupid as her previous life.
As she looked out of the window in a trance, Liang shouted low outside, "Zhuo, are you asleep?"
Anxia glanced at Tang and hurried to open the door.
"Mother, it's cold outside. What are you doing here?"
Liang took off his cloak outside, got close to the brazier and warmed himself up, and then held Tang's burning hand and sighed. "my mother can't rest assured. I want to talk to you."
Tang Zhuozhao softened, leaning on her shoulder and humming as if she were boneless. Just like when he was a child, he was so obedient that Liang's heart was so soft that when he opened his mouth, his voice was full of crying, "your father and I have been worried about you since we were young. When you were born, you were so weak that I dared not hold you."
"it's so easy to raise you that I want to find you a more reliable family, regardless of wealth or wealth, as long as the home is clean and really nice to you, but by mistake, you go to the place where you eat people without blinking."
Liang usually would not say such words, but now in his own house, he is also old, and it is easy to see Tang Zhuozhao, so he naturally talks a little more.
Tang Zhuozhao answered every word, the candlelight was soft, and the wind and frost took a break. Liang sipped his hot tea, lowered his voice and asked, "you've been married to the emperor for more than a year. Do you have any news about your stomach?"
Tang Zhuozhao was a little embarrassed, stroking his lower abdomen unnaturally, and smiled shyly: "the emperor said that he had to let nature take its course, and he had to take care of himself first, otherwise he would not rest assured."
The soft waxy voice called Liang's heart into her belly. She affectionately pinched Tang's burning hand and sighed, "the emperor is a man who will love people."
I finally didn't live up to what promised to let go.
On the other side, the Qingyuan Hou House was decorated with lanterns, brightly lit, and the whole courtyard was filled with festive and lively meaning.
That night, silver fell all over the floor, and the stone table in the stone pavilion was wiped clean, with pots of sake, dishes and snacks on the table.
The snow gradually fell, and through the layers of curtains, a few grains of snow still fell into the hands of one of them, leaving a little wet in case of heat.
Huo Qiu drank a sip of strong wine, burned from her throat to her heart, narrowed her eyes and said, "well done in Huainan."
Ji Han arched his hand and smiled with a clear smile. "the emperor was admired, and the minister was just eating the monarch's money and sharing his worries."
This was easy to say, but Huoqiu was aware of the difficulties and difficulties. He mused for a moment and said, "the position of the army waiter is still vacant. I intend to let you take office."
The opening is from the official position of the second grade, which shows Huo Qiu's importance and appreciation of Ji Han.
From ancient times to the present, the pursuit of a man is nothing more than an official, a wife and a concubine. This temptation is enough to make people fight for a broken head, but Chong Jian Emperor opened his mouth and promised it to him.
Ji Han's pupil shrank slightly, and then he drank the wine in the cup, and his enthusiasm rose. He smiled and shook his head and said, "your Majesty, please don't tempt me."
"I am used to living the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and this time I stay in Beijing in order to marry the princess of glass. As for the muddy waters in the court, I do not want to touch them."
Huo Qiu picked her eyebrows, looked around, and said playfully, "the house tower screen led more than a dozen Mongolian light riders to enter Kyoto in disguise."
The smile on Ji Han's face faded a little bit, and then it became a kind of surprise and anger, and there was no sound for a long time.
At this juncture, regardless of the good prairie, the tower curtain came to Kyoto quietly, and everyone knew the purpose behind it.
Huoqiu poured herself a glass of wine, drank it shallowly, and stood up. The man was tall and majestic, with countless oppressions in his voice. "it's up to you to decide for yourself, just a little bit, and don't regret it when you think about it, and don't let each other down."
With that, he strode into the darkness, leaving only the palace lanterns, winding all the way to the location of the main courtyard.
Ji Han sat in the same place and whispered a moment later, "the number of people who will meet tomorrow will be increased by 10%."
He stood up, stood with his hands down, and stared at the red lanterns hanging in every corner of the house. The light as soft as fog was festive. He thought of the appearance of the little girl and smiled.
"it was only then that I remembered to regret."
"Don't you think it's a little late?"
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On the second day, the genius glowed with green light, and Tang Zhuozhao woke up. She was thinking about the marriage of colored glass, but she suddenly gave birth to a bit of tension and emotion.
The person whom the glass wants to marry is not the one she likes, but the one who takes her to heart.
When Anxia came in to serve, his hands were red with cold, but most of them were excited between his eyebrows and eyes. while combing his hair for Tang, he said, "Madame, the emperor's carriage has been parked at the back door for a long time. Your wife told you to pack up and go back to the palace early."
Liang didn't know that she was out of the palace for the marriage of glass.
Tang Zhuozhao smeared his mouth grease for a meal, then raised his eyes in a different place and asked, "the emperor didn't come into the house?"
Anxia shook her head, "although Qingyuan waits for today's wedding, the emperor stops at the back door, but in the end, he is afraid of people having too many eyes, which is criticized by people."
And when she really got to the front yard, she was surprised by what she saw in front of her eyes.
The man is pure and expensive, soft and humble, just like a modest Childe, bluffing Tang Xuanwu who feels cold and intimidating in the court every day.
In particular, Huo Qiu's father-in-law, not to mention Tang Xuanwu, was lost for a moment even when he was with you every day.
Seeing her coming, Liang took her arm almost for help and said naturally, "here comes the empress. Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."
When he sat in the largest restaurant in Kyoto, Tang Zhuozhao was able to recover. In the private room, the bead curtain swayed gently, and the round beads collided together, bringing out a series of crisp sounds.
The noise outside grew louder and louder, and Tang Zhuozhao was not affected at all, hanging shamelessly on Huo Qiu, his legs like vines, exhaling in his ear, watching his calm and self-contained expression disintegrate and bend his eyes with laughter.
"when I saw my father's face just now, I was also frightened by the sound of the emperor's father-in-law."
The little woman had a sweet voice, and Huo Qiu put her hands behind her buttocks, looking unfathomable, rubbing half of her cheek with jade fingers.
It is also funny to say that all the taboos of the imperial family were completely broken by this woman.
And he was almost absurdly spoiled again and again, and was afraid of wronging her in everything he did.
He completely lost his square inch and ran counter to the imperial way he learned from an early age.
Tang Zhuozhao took the initiative to rub his palm, and after a while he smiled lazily: "the emperor gave his concubine face like this, and on that birthday, Jiaojiao gave a big gift."
Huoqiu laughed dumbly and responded with a few laughter.
Today's wedding team is vast, comparable to the prince's wedding battle, gongs and drums, firecrackers, Tang Zhuo saw, pointed to the black horse on the smile of Ji Han, said with a smile: "sure enough, the bridegroom is the most spiritual and handsome."
After a night of snow, it stopped at this time, a piece of silver wrapped in a red ceremony, red and white, quiet and moving, colliding with a general charm.
The little woman was restless and fond of watching the hustle and bustle, but she had to stick with him. Huo Qiu had no way, and Tang Zhuozhao was honest.
He found a chair to sit down and wrapped her in his arms. Tang Zhuozhuosheng was so exquisite that he filled up the space in his arms like a child.
Anxia bowed her head and sent in the most famous rose moon dew cake in the building. At a glance, she saw her master's head rubbing against the emperor's chin. She had seen so much that she was not surprised and went out lightly.
"coming." However, Huoqiu said slowly with a twinkle in her eyes.
Tang Zhuozhuo didn't know so, she looked at Huo Qiu until she followed the man's eyes to the onlookers on the side of the wedding line.
At such times, ordinary people who love to have fun will not miss it. The man Huoqiu pointed out to her was dressed in ordinary rags, but his face was extremely gloomy, and his whole body was tightly wrapped, revealing only half his head and eagle-like eyes.
Tang Zhuozhao's smiling eyes turned to ice, and she said one word at a time: "the tower curtain?" What does he want to do? "
Huoqiu rubbed the soft meat on her waist and smoothed her deeply frowned brow. "just wait and see," Huo Qiu said with special interest. "look, someone has found out."
This man, of course, is the bridegroom on horseback, Qingyuan waiting for Jihan.
In the breath-holding attention of everyone, the welcoming procession passed slowly through the alley, and the flow of people followed the line, but the curtain of the tower just stood blankly and did nothing.
Until after a few teas, the team came back, followed by a festive and complicated red sedan chair.
The sound of firecrackers in this meeting is even louder than it was in the past, and the crackling music has become a song that captures the heart and soul.
It was so far away that Tang Zhaozhao could not see the expression on the face of the house tower curtain, and his heart went up to his throat.
If it were what she thought, it would be impossible to do well in full view of the public.
This idiot, what have you been doing?
It is hard to avoid disgusting when it comes to pretending at this time.
But to everyone's surprise, the Pagoda Curtain was really like the people who came to watch the hustle and bustle. There was no smile on their faces, and the Pagoda Curtain followed until the happy sedan chair entered the gate of Hou Fu.
Tang Zhuozhao did not understand him at this time. "this Khan, who is also a strange man, took the risk to sneak into Kyoto in order to see the glass get married?"
Huoqiu picked her eyebrows and sniffed. "it's just a coward."
Some people and things don't care when they are readily available, and they regret when they lose them.
But what's the use of regretting it again?
Tang Zhuozhao thought of himself in a previous life, and his eyelashes quivered a few times, and suddenly reached out his hand around the man's waist, and the nose tip was filled with a faint fragrance of pine, which was very reliable and reassuring.
Huo Qiu picked up the person, sighed in her heart and asked, "what's the matter recently?" But do you have a stomachache again? "
Easily in a daze, slightly unhappy that tears are like endless flow, Leng is so that the men's hearts are raised in the throat, even to the people who wait on the head to send a few fires.
Tang clapped his chin on his arm, looked innocent and clever, shook his head and said, "it doesn't hurt, but I'm a little hungry and sleepy."
The little woman did gain some weight in her arms now, and Huo Qiu put half her heart back into her stomach with a few smiles, and said, "eat some cakes to cover your stomach, go back to the palace with a medicinal diet, and then sleep. Jiaojiao is obedient."
As soon as Tang Zhuozhao heard the word "medicated diet", his heart trembled. "Why do you still want to take a medicinal diet?" I'm almost miserable from eating all over. "
Huo Qiu was accustomed to the little girl's complaints as soon as he picked his eyes. Where was she so exaggerated? But it is tasteless, light, repeating those tricks every day, but it is beneficial to her body, even if it is far less than the medicine given by Jiangjian West.
Even now, Huo Qiu felt a little out of breath when she thought of what Jiangjianxi said that day.
Even though Tang Zhuozhao had repeatedly promised and explained, he was still a little uneasy, and this emotion was buried in the bottom of his heart and planted a seed of constant care.
He was scared to death of her leaving.
Huoqiu collected her mood and pinched the tip of her nose in a low voice, like wine in her throat. "Jiaojiao doesn't want to have children?"
Tang Zhuozhao was stupefied, and immediately buried his head between his sleeves and robes, revealing only the red roots of his ears.
Out of his sight, Tang Zhuozhuo blinked, a hand gently touched the abdomen inadvertently, through the thick jacket, she seemed to feel another heartbeat in her body.