The slightly cool night is like water, the grass on both sides of the narrow path is luxuriant, the hem of Tang Zhuozhuo's delicate skirt draws a slight arc, and a palace lady in front is walking carefully with a lantern.
The respectable maids around the master all have their own small rooms. Although it is not very comfortable, it is better than those few people who squeezed into one room.
Turning a corner, passing a row of cottages, the maid in front stopped, turned her head and said: "Your Majesty, this is it."
Tang Zhuozhuo had heard the noise inside that wooden door a long time ago, the people inside lowered their voices to argue, the moonlight washed away and the cicadas kept chirping, but the people inside didn't notice their footsteps.
She waved her hand lightly, and the court lady took a few steps back silently holding the lantern. Tang Zhuozhuo put her ear close to the ancient wooden door, and the voice inside came to her ears word by word.
An Xia's questioning voice was particularly indignant: "You know in your heart how your empress treats you and me. It's better to be a human being and repay your kindness!"
An Zhi looked at the angry An Xia, reached out to caress her shoulder, and said with a choked voice, "Why do I think so?"
"But you don't want to think about it. Your Majesty is against His Highness every day. No matter how much I persuade you, you won't hear it. How can you live a good life in the future?"
"I'm just trying to make a living for myself."
Her voice was mixed with sadness, which caused the moon outside to dim a lot. Tang Zhuozhuo's face remained unchanged, but strange emotions were dragged out of the opening and closing of those scorching almond eyes.
Hearing what An Zhi said, her heart was as calm as water.
She knew that what An Zhi said was correct.
Didn't she in her previous life just not end well
Tang Zhuozhuo stared at the door for a long time with a faint light in his eyes, then hummed softly, turned around and left.
It was right for her to plan for herself, but after all, she was an inexperienced child, and it was impossible for Tang Zhuozhuo to manipulate her anymore.
As a servant of the traitor master, if she had such an end, she would have forgiven her past love.
It would be a lie to say that he was not angry or chilled. Tang Zhuozhuo tossed and turned all night, thinking wildly for a long time before finally closing his eyes.
In the morning of the second day, Tang Zhuozhuo got up a little late, his head was drowsy and faintly felt dizzy, and he just took a bowl of clear porridge, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell softly like this.
Yiqiu Palace was in chaos for a while, only An Xia was calmer, and hurriedly sent people to the Main Hall to invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but was told that His Highness went to Yuxi Hall after he finished court.
An Xia stomped her feet, and hurriedly sent someone to urge the imperial physician, while running to Yuxi Palace.
Unexpectedly, before entering the gate of Yuxi Palace, he was stopped by two maids.
An Xia suddenly darkened her face and shouted: "Presumptuous, the princess concubine is ill, and she came here specially to look for His Highness, not only did you not go in to report, but you dare to stop her?"
The two court ladies looked at each other for a long time, and the leader smiled and replied: "Sister An Xia, it's not that we don't report back, it's just that His Highness ordered that no one can go in and disturb her."
"Let's wait a little longer."
An Xia was so angry that she gritted her teeth, then thought of Tang Zhuozhao's pale face lying on the bed, and was so worried that she couldn't make up her mind for a while.
In Yuxi Palace, Huo Qiu was dressed in the prince's court clothes with python patterns, which made the man more dignified and dignified. Just standing there was a picture scroll that people couldn't take their eyes off, but his face was indifferent and cold.
Zhong Yuxi knelt on the cold ground, tears running down her delicate face, falling silently on her clothes, and instantly dyed a small splash.
She didn't even dare to cry out loud.
Huo Qiu's face was impatient, the fragrance in this temple was too strong, it felt choking when inhaled into his nostrils, he frowned, and his voice became a little colder: "Do you have any objection to Gu's decision?"
Although it is an inquiry, it does not allow people to say a single word.
Zhong Yuxi bit her lower lip tightly, looked at the man who was as tall as a god in front of her, and said with difficulty: "Your Highness knows that my concubine's elder brother would not do such a thing..."
Why should he be demoted to the frontier
Can people still remember those places of bitter cold? I'm afraid that in this life, I will never be able to return to the capital.
Huo Qiu looked coldly at the woman crying, and didn't even move his eyelids. He turned the jade wrench in his hand, looking like the king of Hades walking in hell for a moment.
"Mr. Zhong, don't play tricks in front of Gu."
"Why did your elder brother hang out with Wang Yi? Does your Zhong family have any idea?"
The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, and he said in a very contemptuous way: "The thing Gu most dislikes in his life is the grass on the wall, which falls wherever the wind blows."
Zhong Yuxi's complexion turned pale. Starting from her fingers, every part of her body's temperature was taken away, and even her teeth were trembling up and down. She lowered her eyes and said with difficulty: "Your Highness, my concubine's father and brother are all doing their best. Supporting His Highness, how can there be no words on the wall?"
The Zhong family can't afford such a serious crime.
The haze flashed across Huo Qiu's deep eyes, and his black wide sleeves brushed over the chessboard that Zhong Yuxi ordered someone to set up earlier, thinking of what old man Zhong had done, he closed his eyes heavily.
Zhong Yuxi thought he had listened, and the tears stopped a little bit. She looked at the man's cold and tight jaw, stood up cautiously and asked: "Your Highness thinks this way, is it because of the Crown Princess..."
She suddenly couldn't continue, because Huo Qiu turned around suddenly, a pair of temperatureless eyes were fixed on her face, Zhong Yuxi's face trembled, and she couldn't speak anymore.
But the more she dared not say it, the more unwilling she felt.
He obviously put all his heart and soul on His Highness, why did he only have Tang Zhuozhao in his eyes
His family background, appearance and personality, and he is obviously not bad in everything, but he still doesn't get even a little bit of pity.
The most powerless thing is not knowing where you are losing.
Zhong Yuxi's long and pointed nails went deep into the flesh, because the flower juice he had just dyed had lost its original color.
"The princess is kind and kind, that's not the reason for you to break the rules."
Huo Qiu didn't even look at her, he just lifted the curtain and wanted to leave, behind him Zhong Yuxi sobbed softly, his pretty Qiushui eyes were full of jealousy and ferocity.
She even wanted to shout out desperately, Tang Zhuozhuo is a woman who is easygoing at all, she is eating what is in the bowl and looking at what is in the pot, and she will not let go of both ends.
Can Huo Qiu still like such a person
But she didn't dare, the voice that came out of her throat was firmly suppressed by her, causing her eyes to turn red.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise of arguing outside, Huo Qiu lifted the curtain, looked at the embarrassed Zhang Desheng and An Xia who was sweating profusely outside, and frowned.
"what happened?"
Zhang Desheng hurriedly walked to his side and said: "Your Highness, the servant saw that An Xia was stopped by two maids from Yuxi Palace, so he asked, what happened to the Crown Princess?"
Huo Qiu's steps stopped, and An Xia who was beside him hurriedly knelt down at his feet, her face was full of tears.
He suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"Your Highness, your Majesty suddenly fainted while she was having breakfast, and she was fainted from the fever. This servant dared to ask His Highness to take a look."
Huo Qiu's sword eyes were tightly closed in an instant, and the hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched, and his figure walked out of the gate of Yuxi Palace with strides like the wind.
Why did a person who was fine last night suddenly faint
Zhang Desheng trotted all the way, seeing his face getting more and more gloomy, he couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, are the two maids going to be dealt with?"
Huo Qiu's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the chill all over his body forced the summer heat back a few steps. Seeing that he turned a corner and the palace maids and eunuchs knelt all the way, he finally spoke: " Take the fifty-five-year-old to the Clothes Bureau."
Zhang Desheng just raised a courteous smile, and heard the master's next sentence.
"Di Zhong Liangdi has lost her virtue, so she will be confined for one month and fined a month's money for half a year."
The voice was devoid of warmth and could not be questioned at all. Li Desheng silently shook his whisk and sighed inwardly.
This time Zhong Liangdi was doomed to this innocent disaster.
His Highness's heart is obviously out of bounds, this is a blatant venting of anger.
As soon as Huo Qiu entered the palace, he saw the maids kneeling on the ground, all of them looked like they didn't dare to breathe, his breathing suddenly stopped.
The bed curtains were lowered layer by layer, and the light and thin materials fluttered with the light wind, making people's hearts itch. A snow-white jade wrist protruded from the edge of the bed, covered with a flawless veil.
Huo Qiu came all the way, sweating on his forehead, his brows were tightly frowned, the old doctor shook slightly when he saw this, then patted his sleeves and got up to salute Huo Qiu.
"Excuse me, how about the princess?" Huo Qiu turned his head to look at the carved bed, the person lying on it didn't move at all, neither the sarcastic remarks of the past, nor the sweetness that he called these days after seeing him Son.
It was so quiet that he was a little flustered.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is weak due to the stagnant qi in her body, plus she has suffered from some wind and cold. Wait for the minister to prescribe the medicine and drink it until the fever subsides."
Only then did Huo Qiu relax a little bit.
After the medicine was ready and presented, Zhang Desheng gave a look, and the maids who were serving them came out in a file with their heads lowered. In the entire inner hall, only Tang Zhuozhao, who was burning a bit confused, and Huo Qiu, who looked slightly fondly, were left. .
Huo Qiu stretched out his hand to brush aside the curtain of the bed, and touched her white, tender and clean forehead. The slightly hot temperature made him sullen, and the deep frown between his brows couldn't be melted away.
Such a big person is still like a child, he can't even take care of his own body!
In the end, he was still a little helpless, his dark and deep eyes swept across the warm pitch-black soup, Huo Qiu took a bowl and scooped a spoonful, and then sent it to Tang Zhuozhuo's mouth, and it flowed down her blood-stained lips to the side of the pillow .
Huo Qiu had no choice but to help her up, and half embraced her in his arms. The faint fragrance of the woman's body lingered on the tip of his nose, he took a deep breath, and his hand holding on to the jade spoon trembled slightly.
Her unprecedented obedience made his heart iron, and then he felt a little funny.
After feeding the medicine, Huo Qiu put her on the bed, she slept very quietly, her face temperature was still a little high, her cheeks were unnaturally red, her palm-sized face sank into the soft pillow.
Huo Qiu sat upright on the edge of the bed, his eyes scanned every inch of her face carefully, and finally there was some smile in his eyes.
He hadn't looked at her carefully for a long time.
It's funny to say that he justified his wife, but he didn't dare to step into the gate of this palace at night for several months.
It's really timid.
Afraid to face her increasingly disgusted eyes and more and more piercing words, it is more chilling than the cold arrow shot from the back on the battlefield.
"It's rare to see you being so obedient." Huo Qiu couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice. His slender fingers caressed one side of her face, and then slid along her delicate side face to her small lips.
With a sudden pause, the tender look in Huo Qiu's eyes completely recovered. He stood up, took a deep breath and closed his eyes. There was still a soft touch on his fingertips, which was so numb that it was life-threatening. .
But Tang Zhuozhao didn't know why, and suddenly curled up into a ball, clenched his small fist tightly, and whimpered softly.
A few crystal clear teardrops fell down her cheeks, Huo Qiu's heart twitched, feeling the slightest pain, he frowned and walked to the bedside, looking down at her, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Unexpectedly, her tears grew more and more, her small body shrank to the side of the bed, there were still tears hanging on her slender eyelashes, and she even started to mumble unconsciously in her mouth.
Huo Qiu looked at it for a while, and felt really distressed, so he could only pull her over and lean on his shoulder stiffly, but she became more and more dishonest, crying and choking and screaming, he finally committed an annoyance. , Hold the small ball directly and forcefully in his arms, and the talent will be honest.
It wasn't until this time that he heard clearly what Tang Zhuozhuo was calling.
She rubbed her hot face against his wide palm again, the temperature on top made her happy and comfortable, her voice was low and hoarse like a tired little beast, she called softly: "Your Highness..."
Her highness was dragged a bit long by her, and it sounded like a sweet and coquettish tone. Huo Qiu was forced to stiffen by her voice, and the dark sword pupils were full of wind and clouds, and a long-suppressed emotion burst out suddenly.
Tang Zhuozhuo read for a long time but got no response from anyone. He became more and more anxious, and at the end he cried loudly, "Your Highness... Huo Qiu!"
Even in the dream, her usual arrogant temper didn't change at all, and later she even called him by his first name, but the tears kept rolling down her face.
Huo Qiu was forced by her to finally breathe out of breath, and rubbed her delicate face against her, bit by bit sucking the salty and bitter taste on her face into his stomach, like another person's breath blended into his blood, The low-mellow voice was like old wine, but with an inexplicable hoarseness.
He said, "Jiaojiao, she's alone."
It's always there, don't be afraid.
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