For the next two days, Huo Qiu was nowhere to be seen.
On the contrary, the sky is getting hotter and hotter, the clear sky is cloudless, and the scorching sun is getting more and more unbridled. Just standing outside for a while on such a day will cause you to suffer from heatstroke.
Tang Zhuozhao stayed in Yiqiu Palace all day, he didn't want to move around due to the weather, he was happy to be at ease.
At the end of June and the beginning of July, the crape myrtle in the yard bloomed later than in previous years. I thought it would not bloom, but I didn't want to bloom a little bit of fragrance on this day.
An Xia hugged a handful of fresh roses that had just been picked, and carefully removed the thorns from the branches before entering the inner hall.
Tang Zhuozhao was lying on a comfortable reclining chair, his slender body looked like a small ball from a distance, but the color was gorgeous and eye-catching. There were several ice basins behind him, and the cool air was refreshing Sweet spreads.
Seeing An Xia come in with flowers in her arms, she couldn't help smiling, "The roses are so delicate this year, so you went to pick them in the garden?"
"Flowers are delicate, people are even more delicate."
Seeing An Xia stamping her feet in shame, Tang Zhuozhuo tilted his head and asked Zi Huan who had been waiting behind him: "You see, she is still annoyed, is what Ben Gong said reasonable?"
Zihuan is a palace maid who was only selected in the past few days. She is a delicate person. Now she pursed her lips slightly and smiled along with her: "Your Majesty has already said that, so of course it is."
Tang Zhuozhuo stood up slightly, flicking his water-colored long sleeves, revealing a small half of white lotus root-like skin. Coral wrists set off her complexion whiter, and even her expression became a little more lazy.
An Xia inserted the Chinese rose into the jade white porcelain vase, turned around and saw Tang Zhuozhuo standing up, then looked at the sky outside, and asked involuntarily, "Ma'am, do you want to pass on the dinner?"
Tang Zhuozhuo's slender fingers caressed the rose petals, and the cool and soft touch made her squint her eyes comfortably, and then nodded.
"By the way, have you sent the letter I asked someone to send to Dad?"
Now is an eventful time, and the Tang Mansion standing in line is naturally not very stable, there are villains making trouble inside, and princes watching outside, so we must be extra careful in every move.
The things she wrote in the letter were ordinary, just some trivial matters in the palace, but there was another mystery in it, and the words she wanted to warn her father and brother were all hidden in it.
As long as the letter is sent out, they will naturally understand.
An Xia's expression also became serious: "Don't worry, my lady, I asked the little cabinet to be mixed in the water truck leaving the palace. At this hour, the letter should have reached the master."
Only then did Tang Zhuozhuo burst into a smile, his slender body drew a unique curve, and he covered his lips and yawned.
At this moment, a familiar high-pitched voice came from outside, accompanied by the usual courteous smile.
"Prince Concubine, my servant, following His Highness's order, invites you to have a meal in the main hall."
As night fell quietly, Tang Zhuozhuo arrived at the extraordinarily magnificent main hall when he walked away for a stick of incense.
Zhang Desheng had been waiting outside for a long time, when he saw her coming, he rushed up to greet her with a smile and said: "Your Majesty is here, Your Highness is waiting inside."
Tang Zhuozhuo nodded lightly and entered the study.
A few bright lamps were lit in the room, Huo Qiu was slender, with one hand behind his back and a pen in hand, Xu Shi heard the movement, raised his eyes and saw that it was her, he put down his pen after a moment of thought.
"His Royal Highness Jin An."
Tang Zhuozhuo blessed Fushen, with a delicate peach blossom face showing a slight smile, "Your Highness, just take care of yourself."
Perhaps because of the night, Huo Qiu's brows and eyes were a little softer than before, and his voice was even more mellow and hoarse, "I have nothing to do tonight, so I called you over to have dinner together."
Tang Zhuozhuo raised his eyebrows.
"It's clear that His Highness is the cook who robbed his concubine to make dim sum. It's true that I feel really sorry."
Huo Qiu's black wide sleeves brushed over the dry handwriting, his brows were deep, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he smiled lowly after a while.
"What you say makes sense."
As soon as he finished speaking, seeing the petite person not far away frowning dissatisfiedly, he couldn't help but smile, "Forget it, I'll just find another one for you some other day."
Only then did Tang Zhuozhuo stretch his brows, put his small white hand on the lid of the teacup, felt the wetness under his hand again, calmly suppressed the strangeness in his eyes.
It seems that Huo Qiu has already noticed something.
In her previous life, the cook in her small kitchen made excellent dim sum, but he was low-key and introverted, and he didn't talk much to others. Anyone who looked at him thought he was a bit simple and honest, but it was such a person who was placed in the Eastern Palace. The master behind it is the sixth prince Huo Qi.
If it wasn't for his master in the previous life who did not hesitate to expose himself and asked him to poison the pastry, and that pastry happened to be eaten by Huo Qiu, and because of this, he was unconscious for several days, how could Tang Zhuozhuo never remember such a person? .
Once reborn, she only mentioned a few words to Huo Qiuming privately during the last meal, and the cook was taken to the main hall the next day and never returned.
As for whether this person went to a private prison or a mass grave, that's not her concern.
Tang Zhuozhuo squinted his eyes contentedly, and sipped the tea that he had just brought, his palm-sized face wrinkled into a ball.
"Your Highness... why are there so many tea leaves?" She opened the teacup, and the tender green tea leaves stretched out in the water, sinking up and down, and the fragrance of the tea overflowed.
But the quantity is indeed too much.
Huo Qiu covered the smile in his eyes, and answered solemnly: "It's usually a little late to deal with government affairs alone, and the tea should be stronger to refresh yourself."
The bitter taste in Tang Zhuozhuo's mouth did not diminish, he twirled a piece of pastry on the desk and brought it to his mouth, the sweet taste diffused, and finally subdued the aftertaste of the strong tea.
"Although it is important for His Highness to handle political affairs, this method cannot be used."
Huo Qiu heard her soft and soft complaint, his heart trembled, his fingers moved slightly, but the expression on his face returned to the usual serious look.
"kindness."
After dinner, Tang Zhuozhuo remembered what happened the day after tomorrow, and asked Huo Qiu, "Your Highness, the concubine will give the emperor's grandmother a birthday present..."
It's time to tell her what it is.
Seeing that this day is coming soon, if she has no idea in her heart and makes a joke, she is afraid of causing dissatisfaction among those in the palace.
Huo Qiu naturally thought of this, without raising his eyelids, he swung his sleeves at Zhang Desheng, and the latter bowed and retreated.
"You'll know when you get it later."
She was wandering around vigorously, Huo Qiu naturally couldn't calm down to do things, his eyes as deep as a well fell from the memorabilia in his hand to her fair and flawless face, his eyes were slightly concentrated.
"I heard that you went to Yuxi Palace a few days ago?"
Tang Zhuozhao's back stiffened, his green fingertips brushed across his palm and then stopped suddenly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from him, so he just admitted it openly.
"Your Highness doesn't know, Zhong Liangdi is used to being favored and arrogant, and she doesn't even regard the concubine as the crown princess..."
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Huo Qiu stretched out his slender index finger to stop what she said, with a gloomy expression on his face, he looked at her with a half-smile, carefully chewing the four words that came out of her mouth, "You are proud of being favored?"
On Tang Zhuozhuo's delicate wrist was a moist jade bracelet, as beautiful as jade, he nodded without changing his expression.
Huo Qiu looked at her through the dim light, feeling annoyed and amused.
Knowing that he can't hide it from himself, he still has to force him to file a complaint first. Apart from such a shameless little guy, there is no other in this world.
His momentum was too overwhelming, and Tang Zhuozhao felt a little guilty, avoiding his piercing cold eyes.
"Pride of being favored, where did she get her favor?"
Huo Qiu stretched out his slender fingers and rubbed the center of his brows, and asked with great interest.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt his slightly relaxed tone, and blinked, "Naturally, it's His Highness's favor."
What else could it be
Although she knew Huo Qiu's affection for her, he had always been kind to Zhong Yuxi. In her previous life, she went to the Leng Palace, and in the harem, Zhong Yuxi was the only one in the harem, and his favor was not fading.
Even in the East Palace, she is also the most respectable among Liang Di.
Huo Qiu treats Zhong Yuxi... Naturally, he loves Zhong Yuxi.
Hearing her answer without any hesitation, Huo Qiu frowned deeply, and the cold air all over his body was extremely deep for a while.
Tang Zhuozhao was a little nervous, and after a while he lowered his head and muttered, "Your Highness, just pretend you haven't heard of it."
Huo Qiu stood up abruptly, his eyes were like overturned inkstones, filled with black and inexplicable emotions.
"Jiaojiao, Gu's pet has always been given to only one person."
What is Zhong Yuxi? He didn't even move a finger, and since he moved his mind, he has been full of Tang Zhuozhuo.
What do other women use to be pampered
His tone was dangerous and tender, and as his tall body approached him, Tang Zhuozhuo involuntarily took a step back, his eyes dodged left and right, and his whole body was surrounded by the man's clear breath.
Unable to bear Huo Qiu's overly fiery gaze, Tang Zhuozhuo's face flushed and he bit his lower lip lightly. Even the voice "Your Highness" he said was limp and weak, it sounded like a different kind of humming and coquettishness.
Huo Qiu's eyes suddenly became darker, the faint sweet fragrance of the woman came out, and the delicate little ball was shy and anxious, and he suddenly pulled out a very shallow smile.
Are you afraid now
At this moment, Zhang Desheng walked in holding something and smiling.
Tang Zhuozhao's face was burning like fire, he quickly left Huo Qiu's side, picked up the cup of cold tea and sipped it, suppressing the burning heat in his heart.
Huo Qiu's face darkened instantly.
This ignorant and stupid slave!
The smile on Zhang Desheng's face froze a little bit, and finally his face collapsed.
It's over, I'm afraid the master has the heart to kill him and sacrifice to heaven now!