The night slowly chased into the other courtyard, like a huge black cloth, covering all the light without leaving a trace, even the cold wind from the forest was dark and silent.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt that the man was a little abnormal, and he couldn't see what his expression was, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Is Your Highness angry?" She was petite and petite, and she was hugged and sat on the soft stool by him, she turned around and asked him, and then whispered annoyedly: "It's my concubine who lost her temper, I won't be here today." It's time to get out."
Huo Qiu let her go, stood up slowly, the expression on the cold and determined face still did not show any change, but the hand hanging on the side shook and loosened, and avoided talking about what she asked , just smiled with deep meaning: "Who said that we are waiting for the lonely one tonight?"
Tang Zhuozhuo blushed, and her almond eyes, which were full of mist, were charming. She lowered her eyes and slightly annoyed, "I'm talking business with Your Highness."
Then he said: "I thought His Highness would not return tonight."
Huo Qiu nodded lightly, his cold black robe seemed to blend in with the night outside, only his voice still had some warmth: "I was called back by Jiaojiao after I didn't come back all night, if I don't come back, Jiaojiao Wouldn't Jiao be so angry that her chest hurts again?"
This little squeamish person only cries out for pain every day, obviously to make others angry.
His voice was so doting, Tang Zhuozhuo covered his face with his tender palm, then peeked at him from between his fingers, then nodded heavily: "It will hurt."
Huo Qiu laughed, and said to Li Desheng: "Gu stay overnight in Youqu Pavilion tonight, and go and bring over the memorials that Gu needs to deal with."
Such a seductive little thing, he will definitely not let it go tonight.
Tang Zhuozhuo turned his head away, changed his mind, walked to Huo Qiu's side dawdly, rubbed the center of his brows with his slender fingers, and the charming beauty suddenly felt as weak as a Xizi holding his heart.
She hummed uncomfortably, peeking at the man's face, her voice was low and weak: "My concubine has a headache."
Huo Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the woman in front of him, and said after a while: "Do you want to drink medicine again?"
Tang Zhuozhuo embarrassingly put down the wide sleeves covering her face, the silver thread on her clothes was shining, her face was like a peach blossom, she twirled a piece of plum cake and put it in her mouth, puffed her cheeks and mumbled: "I'm just a little hungry, Your Highness don't need to worry."
There was a faint smile in Huo Qiu's eyes, and he seemed to be a little softer. The woman's waist was too slender to hold, and her almond eyes were as clear as water, but the conspicuous little peanut at the corner of her eye stole the limelight. .
Huo Qiu's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a string of flames ignited inside.
That winter was extremely cold, and the little girl was wearing a white jacket with red lining. The snow-white down made her face extremely white and charming, but she accidentally fell into the lake.
He had kept his heart abstained for so long, and after rescuing someone that day, he was drenched and cold, but his heartbeat was ridiculously fast. The little girl was trembling in a coma, her lips were black and purple from the cold, she couldn't open her eyes, only her two hands were shaking while grabbing the clothes on his chest.
He couldn't do the hero's job of saving the beauty, so he put him in the pavilion to attract the woman who served her and then returned to the palace. No one knew about such a thing, and he never paid attention to Tang Zhuozhuo again.
Just a woman. Even if it is a woman who frequently falls into dreams, even if she still keeps the jade pendant that fell from her body, it can't shake Huo Qiu in the slightest.
But the feeling that had been suppressed for a long time burst out belatedly when seeing her again, and it was unstoppable.
Every night is like a dream with those winking eyes with tears in it, and it was another midnight dream. Huo Qiu stayed for a whole night, and then asked some things about this woman with a cold face, so he naturally knew about it. Yi.
He thought of plundering!
A man like Wang Yi can't protect her.
After spending so much time and effort, the two of them quarreled countless times, but in the end she pleaded for the favor of falling into the water, which is simply absurd!
Tang Zhuozhao was a little uncomfortable being watched by Huo Qiu, she moved her body, but Huo Qiu grabbed her waist violently, the man's body was hot, approaching with scorching temperature, she blinked before she was about to make a sound to ask. His slender index finger caressed the peach blossom in the corner of her eyes.
She flinched slightly, and explained embarrassingly to meet his gaze: "This is the color that I made after grinding flower juice and adding paint when I was bored. It is suitable for painting in the corner of the eyes without being obtrusive. What do you think, Your Highness?" ?”
Huo Qiu smiled slowly, with fiery eyes, and said: "Excellent."
More than suitable? It's simply captivating.
The cool wind was blowing, the wind outside made the windows rattling, the red candles in the room were flickering, and the cold fragrance of Lingling slowly spread, Tang Zhuozhao's pent-up depression slowly dissipated with Huo Qiu's attitude.
Fortunately, he believed her.
Her hands were as soft as bones, and she gently tugged on his wide sleeves, and asked with a slight frown: "Is Linglong Pavilion under His Highness's hands?"
The movement in Huo Qiu's hands paused, and he threw aside another long-winded memorial, and asked casually, "Why did you say that?"
Seeing the change in his expression, Tang Zhuozhuo took a piece of fructose in his mouth, his eyes slightly bent into a crescent shape, but his body slumped in Huo Qiu's arms like he was drunk.
Huo Qiu just moved his body to hug her well, and saw her smiling coquettishly from sideways, the silver bell under her feet swayed softly with the movement, crisp and clear, he felt helpless, and when he was about to speak, she gently touched her with her delicate fingers. He raised his chin frivolously.
"Jiaojiao is so presumptuous, how can it be so decent?" His face was sullen, but his tone was not angry. Tang Zhuozhuo used to climb up the pole, rubbing his soft fingertips on his green stubble, lap after lap Spinning in circles, the man was forced to raise his chin slightly and his lower abdomen tense.
"Your Highness doesn't like it?" Tang Zhuozhuo whispered in his ear, exhaling like an orchid, and slowly withdrew his hand delicately, but was grabbed by Huo Qiu.
"Do you still want to play?" His eyes were as cold as ever, and he fell on her extremely charming face. "The accounts that were teased earlier will be settled one by one tonight?"
Tang Zhuozhao gave a sharp pause with his small hand, then smiled slightly, and tapped Huo Qiu's chest, a numbness spread to his heart, Huo Qiu's voice was low and hoarse, and he tapped on the long table with his long fingers, looking at a pile of unidentified people. Flipping through the memorial, she raised her eyebrows: "Should Gu play with Jiaojiao first, or do political affairs first?"
Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes were full of starlight, she got up and slowly withdrew from the man's embrace, the handkerchief embroidered with plum patterns seemed to have a little fragrance and brushed over Huo Qiu's nose, but the soft female voice was far away: "I'm going to take a bath , His Highness just concentrate on political affairs."
The outside is no different than inside the palace, she wants to take a bath and there is no hot spring pool, but the hot water that has been boiled for a long time is put into the bathtub, but even so, Tang Zhuozhuo sighed softly.
The heat was steaming, her body was submerged in the water, and her eyes gradually became blurred. An Xia and Zi Huan stood on both sides, holding a flower basket in their hands, which was full of flower petals.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness really cares about you. He cares about everything. He even ordered the porridge to be cooked in the morning." The joy in An Xia's voice was undisguised, and she sprinkled a handful of rose petals in her hands .
Tang Zhuozhuo closed his eyes and did not speak, his eyelashes trembled a few times, the scene in his dream was so clear that he seemed to appear in front of him, especially Wang Yi's ferocious expression and his words.
The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong, she let out a light breath, feeling uncertain in her heart.
Since she can be reborn, it is also possible that the content of the dream is not just a nothingness.
The cool breeze on a summer night swayed slightly. When she stood up from the bathtub and put on her clothes, a few drops of water slid down her delicate white shoulders and disappeared below her calves.
What will happen next, Tang Zhuozhuo has some idea in his mind, since she came back from rebirth, it has been a month or two now, he has never touched anyone else, holding back for such a long time, the dark color of his eyes today made her terrified .
The memory of the wedding night in the bridal chamber is really not good, but as long as he thinks of him hugging other women in every possible way, softening his eyebrows and eyes, he will frown for a long time.
Regardless of the past, at least she is his wife now, which is justified.
Huo Qiu sat on the outside of the screen, his deep eyes were as black as thick ink, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't read a single word of the memorial in his hand.
The word he hates the most is Wang Yi, especially when this word appeared in Tang Zhuozhuo's mouth, it made him gnash his teeth with hatred and toss and turn, it was really a bloody thorn in his heart.
He originally thought that this thorn would stick in his heart forever, but today, she pulled it out gently and deftly, in a reckless manner like a piece of ginger candy entered her throat, and the taste that flowed into her stomach was spicy and full of blood. sweet.
Especially today, he has no regrets in his heart, and even enjoys it.
The sound of gentle footsteps approaching, the unique cold fragrance of the little woman wafting away, Huo Qiu picked up the teacup on the table and took a few sips, with a smile in his eyes, he froze when he looked up at her , His eyes suddenly darkened.
Tang Zhuozhuo only wore a tulle, his shoulders were half exposed, his smooth blue hair was loosely tied, and a few strands of black hair fell to the corners of his mouth and face. Peony, flirtatious with a deep temptation.
As if noticing his gaze, Tang Zhuozhao curled his slender hair with his index finger, and pulled the tulle over his shoulders, but it couldn't cover anything at all, and complained to Huo Qiu: "The concubine said this one doesn't look good, You should have chosen the pink one."
Huo Qiu stood up slowly, Tang Zhuozhuo bent his mouth and walked to his side, his petite appearance was just below his chest, and said: "However, looking at His Highness, I like it very much."
Whether you like it or not, you can tell just by looking at his expression, the man's thoughts are clearly in front of his eyes, so there is no need to guess.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt a little guilty in his heart, so provocative, this man will really not spare her at night.
Huo Qiu's voice was low and hoarse, like the strings of a zither being pressed extremely tightly.
"Gu Huan is very happy." His eyes swept over her large and delicate skin like a hot flame, and then he smiled heavily, hugging her lazily, causing Tang Zhuozhuo to let out a tiny exclamation.
He dropped his palm, and the bed curtain fluttered like a butterfly, falling lightly and very slowly.
Tang Zhuozhuo was trapped between his strong arms, with the soft mattress behind him, and a man who couldn't be more cold in front of her eyes. She bent her eyebrows and her bare hands went all the way down, and finally groped to his waist, and then slowly He hooked his belt, winking like silk.
Huo Qiuhe had seen such a seductive little appearance of hers before, and his eyes were a little red from being stimulated for a moment. He raised his chin slightly, sighed softly in his heart, and finally warned her with no deep meaning: "It's really getting more and more wanton!" Already!"
Responding to his words was a pair of apricot eyes full of spring water, the owner of these eyes rested his chin on his hands, tenderly charming to the bone.
This is a goblin who was born to seduce his soul!