Imperial Favour

The carriage was another unexpected bump, the chess pieces on the small tea table scattered all over the ground, and a few others rolled out of the carriage along the side of the carriage. There was a muffled thunder on the other side of the sky. I feel upset and feel uncomfortable.

Ye's squeezed his chest, took a sigh of relief, and covered Xiaoxiao's ears, glanced at Tang Zhuozuo, no one said anything.

"The sky is going to change." Tang Zhuozhuo lifted the driving curtain and saw that the night ahead was as intense, dark, but from time to time there were a few thunders in the sky, illuminating the sky like daylight.

The little girl in Ye's arms, Fang, was awakened by surprise. At this time, she fell asleep again. Tang Zhuozhuo stroked her delicate cheeks, softly echoing: "Yeah, I'm afraid that Kyoto isn't peaceful."

When is it not peaceful? It was simply turbulent and treacherous, and the situation was endlessly changing. The founding ministers said that they were ill and closed their doors, and even the people in the mansion were ordered to behave carefully, ostensibly waiting to see the imperial decree on the dragon bed.

But everyone knows in their hearts that the crown prince has been established, and the prestige is quite high. Whether it is the prince and the elder, both have the upper hand, and with such thunderous methods, this new prince cannot run away.

It's just that before the matter is settled, it is better to protect yourself. What's more, the prince was still far away in Xijiang.

Once you stand on the wrong team, that will be the end of the nine clans.

Huo Qiu and Liu Hanjiang were ahead, and the carriage galloped past, rolling over a small puddle, splashing half of the water curtain.

Liu Hanjiang finally took the fan in his hand, twisted a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, with a smile on his face, and clasped his fists at Huo Qiu: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for years of planning, there will be rewards."

Huo Qiu put on his wide sleeves, curled his lips indifferently, and a thunder rose from the horizon. His face was surprisingly calm, and even his voice was calm, "Keep your eyes on there, before you get to Beijing alone, don’t What's wrong."

Seeing that the general trend is about to happen, Huo Qiu shook his hand under his sleeve robe. It was his belongings, so he should beg to get it back bit by bit.

When they arrived in Kyoto, it was five or six days later.

It was still one after the other, arriving at the East Palace almost simultaneously.

The world knows that the prince princess went to the temple to pray for blessings. Now that the prince is back safely, she will naturally come out of the temple.

The man on the sedan chair was like a loose figure, cold and expensive, so that the women who had been waiting at the gate of the main hall were all bright.

"My concubine, please Ann, Please Ann, Prince Concubine." In unison, the voice was delicate and greasy, and the scent of rouge and gouache rushing over his face made Huo Qiu frown.

"Get up."

There are not many women in the East Palace, and he can recognize two of them, but he has no impression of the remaining three or four, and now he looks like the same person.

Among them, Zhong Yuxi had the highest position. She stood at the forefront and did her part. She pressed the excitement from the bottom of her heart and smiled as light as the wind, longing for her highness to give her an admiring look.

These days, she manages the backyard of the East Palace, and has gained a lot of sweetness and a good reputation. Apart from the fact that she has no husband's caring, her life is really comfortable.

This person is easy to forget when he is proud.

Others didn't know the whole story, but she heard the news from Zhong's family that Tang Zhuozuo had broken the picture for some reason, and she might have scars in the future.

When Zhong Yuxi thought of this, his smile became even brighter. Your Highness stayed with a shabby woman for such a long time, how can you get tired of it?

Taking a step back, how can a person with a facial defect keep the heart of His Royal Highness and the decent concubine and even the mother of the country?

Huo Qiu glanced away impatiently, but walked a few steps to Tang Zhuozuo's sedan chair, lifted the curtain of the car, and led out the woman who was dozing inside.

Tang Zhuozhuo was half asleep and half awake. For the past few days, he had been on the road day and night, day and night, and he hadn't rested for a while, so naturally he didn't care about these women.

Huo Qiu looked at her confused, loving in his heart, and gradually softened his eyebrows, and asked in a deep voice, "But are you sleepy?"

Tang Zhuozhuo nodded, her face lazily. Only when the slight mint fragrance hit him, she had some energy, and she whispered in his ear, "As soon as he came back, everyone was here. "

If I want to sleep, I can't live well, and I have to go to the Emperor Qiongyuan to attend to the illness at night, which is really too much.

Huo Qiu blocked the dazzling sunlight for her, and nodded at Zhong Yuxi, "It's all hard work. I will go down to receive the reward."

In an instant, Zhong Yuxi's complexion turned pale, and his face almost couldn't help laughing.

She has been waiting since last night, and now she is waiting for such a perfunctory remark from His Highness? Dismissed her like a minion?

How can this be?

Zhong Yuxi bit her lip and smiled dismal, his eyes moved to the corner of Tang Zhuozuo's clothing. The crescent-white clothes were extremely plain, quite different from her usual flamboyant colors.

That's right, don't you just make people laugh when you wear that scarlet clothes when you lose your appearance?

She walked a few steps closer, and smiled sweetly and said to Tang Zhuozhuo: "Why is the empress still wearing a veil on such a hot day?"

Tang Zhuozhuo's beautiful eyes swept across, and the long eyebrows slanting into the temple gave birth to a somewhat fierce aura, which was three to four points similar to Huo Qiu. The color of impatience between the eyebrows was vividly displayed, and he did not give a half smile.

Zhong Yuxi suddenly lost his voice, and the eyebrows with such glamorous and charming eyebrows made people never get tired of it.

It's no wonder that His Royal Highness is still protecting him like a pearl.

Tang Zhuozhao withdrew his gaze with lack of interest, and never said a word to Zhong Yuxi from beginning to end.

Huo Qiu raised his eyebrows and took her by his side for a long time. Does this little temper have grown again?

As he walked by Zhong Yuxi, Tang Zhuozhuo paused, fiddled with her crystal fingernails, glanced at her coolly, and said, "Liangdi is really in good spirits. At this time, she is dressed like this. Showy."

The words stopped at one point, but the women present paled. When they heard that His Royal Highness had returned, they naturally wanted to put on the most decent and tender clothes when they greeted them, so that His Highness could give them some attention. Where could they have time to analyze the current situation?

Huo Qiu glanced at Tang Zhuozhuo, her face was soft, half-faced with golden light, and under a veil, there were all kinds of charm, his eyes suddenly a little dark.

"Go down." He said coldly, and his tone was obviously less worried than before.

It was an eventful autumn, when Emperor Qiongyuan was seriously ill, but the women in the East Palace were all dressed up, for fear that outsiders could not hold on to it?

Even the squeamish bag next to him was picked up in the inn last night for a long time, and finally picked the most inconspicuous one. He clearly saw that in the dark, her gleaming eyes when she glanced at the big red dress.

He has scruples about the women who are in pain. Why are these women in the East Palace unscrupulous?

Huo Qiu's face darkened faintly.

Zhong Yuxi was frightened, did not dare to say more, and bowed with tears.

The house in Kyoto was no better than the Xijiang house. The sun was shining, and the glazed tiles in the palace were shimmering. Tang Zhuozuo was a little dizzy after walking in the sun for a while.

Yiqiu Palace was still the same. The maids had already placed the ice basin, and the cool breeze was blowing slowly. Tang Zhuozuo felt that the hot fire in her chest was slightly reduced. She raised her head to look at Huo Qiu, her lips faint. Zhang: "Go down and be busy."

Seeing her sleepy feeling, Huo Qiu nodded slightly, squeezed her soft, boneless hand, and exhorted: "Don't sleep for long. I have to go to the Qing Palace to greet my father at night."

Tang Zhuozuo nodded obediently, not knowing how much she heard it, Huo Qiu rubbed her black hair, and his sharp sword eyes swept towards An Xia: "Wake up your master before dinner."

Now it is the time when the spring is sleepy and the summer is exhausted. Tang Zhuozhuo can't open his eyelids anymore. In addition, he has been so tired these days that he almost fell asleep on the pillow.

The dream was a cold and wet prison, and the sobbing Yoko made a sound, drifting from all directions, Tang Zhuozuo walked from one cell to another, each of which was empty without a single figure, until the end At one point, she saw the man curled up in the corner.

She subconsciously felt that the figure was very familiar, but before he looked up, the dream stopped.

Tang Zhuozhuo moved his fingers slightly and opened his eyes.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up halfway. Seeing the man sitting behind the screen was upright and solemn, holding a fold, and staying still for a while, she looked at it, she was a little silly.

Huo Qiu put the folder on the corner of the desk, and got up helplessly. The little girl woke up, blinking her eyes dazedly, and seeing him approaching, she stretched out her two arms unceremoniously, hanging loosely on his neck. On the top, the child played helplessly, humming and not doing anything right.

"What does this look like? Huh?" Even though he said that, it was clear in his voice that he was helpless. As for blame, there was no trace of it.

Tang Zhuozhuo narrowed his mouth, knocked his sharp chin on his apricot-yellow four-clawed python robe, and looked at the sky outside, showing no surprises at the man's mouth.

"Is my concubine slept for an hour?"

Huo Qiu shook his head and said, "Gu Shi sent someone to ask. The father is still asleep and can't see anyone for the time being, so I will go to the Qing Palace to guard tonight."

That is to say, these few days will not have much time to return to the East Palace?

Tang Zhuozhuo lowered his eyelids and his eyes were light. It is now in early August. In less than half a month's time, a generation of emperors will return to the dust, and their names will only be recorded in the history books, becoming lines of cold and correct writing on the pages of bamboo slips.

"His Royal Highness also needs to take care of her body. Only before the release of the Gu, it didn't take long to suffer from the plague, and I can't help being tired." She complained extremely lowly, and the sweet smell penetrated Huo Qiu's nose. , His heart softened.

The ridicule of those dudes in the past has always been a nonsense talk, and it is only now that he realizes what it's like to be hooked by a woman not to step out of the house.

But that squeamish bag didn't do anything. He just hummed and told him to hug him and talk for a long time. He actually had an absurd impulse. The calmness and self-control in the past all fell apart, and she was crushed.

Until the prince came out of the gate of Yiqiu Palace, his mind was still on the woman in the palace who was reluctant to get up. The hidden desire made her heart numb, and the **** lady knelt all the way on the narrow palace road, and he suddenly stopped. After taking a step, frowned and ordered: "Let the dining room make a milk cake, and wait until the prince woke up to deliver it."

Xiao Jiaoqibao has recently changed its taste. She likes to eat more milky pastries, and she thinks about it every time she wakes up.

Li Desheng suddenly stopped when he saw him, thinking it was something important. After hearing what he said, Li Desheng couldn't help being a little dazed, and then quickly reacted.

"Yes...Yes, don't worry, the master is ready."

This one's heart is too sloppy. The Zhong family sent someone to invite him several times. His Royal Highness didn't even give a look, so he only spoiled the one from Yiqiu Palace like something. Suffer yourself?

Why is the master unable to understand this truth?