Because of what happened at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet last time, Concubine Yan and Huo Qi were neglected by Emperor Qiong Yuan for a long time, and they were finally released. They couldn't even see the seriously ill Emperor Qiong Yuan, and Huo Qiu was unscathed When they came back, Concubine Yan and Huo Qi were so anxious that they didn't sleep all night, small blisters appeared at the corners of their mouths, and they came here in a hurry early in the morning.
The slight breeze in the morning still brings with it a hint of coolness. The Qianqing Palace is awe-inspiring and stands proudly, as if it is the most prominent one in this majestic palace.
Huo Qiu didn't say a word, and walked towards the hall with a flick of his sleeves. The imperial steward came up to meet him at this time, and when he saw him, he quickly smiled and shook his whisk: "Your Highness, Jin'an."
Huo Qiu nodded lightly, and the steward walked down the stairs, greeted Concubine Yan and Huo Qi, and said, "Your Majesty and Your Highness please."
Concubine Yan and Huo Qi looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
For so many days, this was the first time that Emperor Qiongyuan asked them to enter the Qianqing Palace.
The Qianqing Palace is still the same, the sandalwood for calming the nerves is faint, and there is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine that cannot be concealed, and the hall is so quiet that there is not even a cough.
Going around the eye-catching screen, Huo Qiu listened to the two footsteps behind him, clenched his fist slightly, furrowed his brows deeply, and even lowered his voice with the tension of a piano string, "My son sees father Emperor."
He looked towards the side of the bed, paused, and answered politely: "I invite my mother, Empress Jinan."
Guan Shi was also there, her complexion was a little pale, she waved her hand at Huo Qiu, tiredly: "Why are you here so early?"
"After dealing with the political affairs, I want to come and spend more time with my father."
Emperor Qiong Yuan put down the medicine bowl in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth casually with a handkerchief, and seemed to be in better spirits, pointed at Huo Qiu and smiled slightly: "The prince has a heart."
Everything looks very harmonious, even if they have their own thoughts in their hearts, at least on the surface they all seem to be peaceful.
But in the eyes of Concubine Yan and Huo Qi, such a scene was extremely dazzling. Huo Qi was better, he was used to Emperor Qiongyuan's preference for Huo Qiu, but Concubine Yan was the most unacceptable.
She looked at Guan Shi like a ghost, but in just a split second, she suppressed all kinds of emotions that surged up in her heart, and bowed gracefully: "My concubine greets your majesty, and the empress."
Emperor Qiong Yuan looked indifferent, snorted coldly from his nose, and then said impatiently: "Get up, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"
Concubine Yan's smile was a little stiff, but Guan's smile was completely gone, extremely indifferent, apart from showing some warmth towards Huo Qiu, even Emperor Qiong Yuan didn't answer.
Concubine Yan glanced at her calmly, and when she raised her head again, her beautiful water eyes were already flushed, and she said in a crying voice: "The concubine is worried about His Majesty's health, and only listens to the palace servants coming to pass on the news. If you can't enter the Qianqing Palace, you will be anxious and anxious every day, and you will be very worried."
Emperor Qiong Yuan stared at her without changing his face, and after a while his eyes stayed on Huo Qi again, and he sighed secretly.
Although he has never been in love with Concubine Yan, he also loves this son very much, but his own meaning has always been very clear, the crown prince can only belong to Huo Qiu.
It was also this kind of love that nourished and strengthened the hearts of the mother and son. In the end, he couldn't protect the son and the child, and could only watch the two brothers fight each other.
And the result was obviously something he didn't want to see.
But at this point, it was obviously out of his control.
Emperor Qiong Yuan felt a pain in his heart, but his voice remained indifferent: "I'm fine."
Now that the court is in turmoil, everyone thinks that the emperor's life is not long. Even this woman who has always been deeply thoughtful can't help but make frequent moves. In the past few days alone, several aristocratic families from Nanjiang have come to the capital.
If he dies, won't this world change its dynasty and become the world of people from southern Xinjiang
When Emperor Qiong Yuan thought about it, his already cloudy pupils became even darker.
Concubine Yan naturally felt the perfunctory and displeasure in the emperor's words, and she was a little confused, but when she thought about the recent deployment of herself and the emperor, she felt a little more confident.
At least he has the capital to fight against Huo Qiu.
Not so passive!
Their mother and daughter are not likable, and they were sent out by Emperor Qiong Yuan with a wave of his hand not long after. The sun outside was slightly hot, and Huo Qi's hands under the sleeve robe loosened and tightened, and finally he said unwillingly: "Mother Concubine..."
As if knowing what he wanted to say, Concubine Yan stopped his next words with a light look in her eyes, she straightened Huo Qi's prince's dress, implying: "This dress is not suitable for my son."
The only things that can be more noble and conspicuous than the prince's clothes are the prince's python robe and... dragon robe.
Huo Qixin slowly calmed down, then pursed his lips, and said, "Mother, why did the empress come out?"
In his memory, he has never seen her a few times. He usually stays in the Changchun Palace all day long, and feels dizzy at every turn. This empress is useless, why did she come out today
Speaking of this, Concubine Yan also frowned, "Of course she wants Huo Qiu to become the emperor, presumably she wants to please your father."
But at this moment in Qianqing Palace, it was too quiet, Guan could not bear the hidden gazes of Emperor Qiong Yuan and Huo Qiu from time to time, his brows frowned, his body staggered as he rubbed his forehead.
"Your Majesty, my concubine is not feeling well, can I go back to Changchun Palace to rest?"
Emperor Qiongyuan didn't seem to be able to hear the indifference in those words, he was silent for a while and said in a helpless tone, "Qianqing Palace has the best imperial physician, what disease doesn't look good on you?"
Guan's hand rubbing his forehead was put down.
Huo Qiu raised his sword eyebrows, and slowly backed out. In the end, he could only faintly hear Emperor Qiong Yuan's flattering voice in a panic, "How old are you and still crying? Stay with me for a while longer."
"...for the last time."
Huo Qiu felt as if he had been stabbed in the bottom of his heart, a very slight pain.
This was the first time in his life that he heard Emperor Qiong Yuan call himself me, and it was also the first time he heard him talk to a person in such a low voice.
In front of the courtyard of Yiqiu Palace, Tang Zhuozhuo and Ye Shi made an appointment to make tea. The tea leaves in the cup stretched and undulated, and the fresh and tender tea leaves had a unique fragrance. Tang Zhuozhuo took a sip and sighed comfortably. , curled up on the large rocking chair, a small ball.
It was the first time for Mrs. Ye to see her like this, she was novel and cute, and rubbed the lid of the warm teacup with her fingertips, and asked, "Master... what does your mother want to say?"
Tang Zhuozhao just closed her eyes, twisted a candied jujube and put it into her mouth, the sweet taste spread, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.
"Let's hide for now. From what it looks like, he must have some ulterior motive in coming to the capital this time."
If he hadn't moved his mind, how could anyone find his trace? Tang Zhuozhao and Ye knew what kind of virtue he was, so they cared more about him.
There are not many people who can talk to him, and it is the troubled time in the capital, if he interferes, Huo Qiu is a man with extraordinarily keen intuition, once he senses something, Jiang Jianxi has no choice but to run away .
Ye Shi pursed her lips, and when she raised her head again, she frowned deeply: "Master is not an impulsive person, and he doesn't like to participate in such a horrible thing. There should be no reason to get involved."
Otherwise, just relying on his medical skills would be enough to make everyone flock to him and treat him as a guest of honor.
Tang Zhuozhao pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head, always felt that something was wrong, and finally couldn't figure out why, when his wrist moved slightly, the bell on the top also rang crisply.
"I invited Senior Sister over this time because I feel that this matter is unusual."
Ye Shi spread her hands helplessly, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, she exchanged a glance with Tang Zhuozhuo, and then said, "Young lady should also know some old things about Master."
Tang Zhuozhao's body was slightly stiff, and then he slowly sat up from the reclining chair, his eyes gradually became fixed.
She and Mrs. Ye said they were Jiang Jianxi's disciples, but in fact they got along more like brother and sister, that man was wise and funny, he gave them all he had learned, and behaved like the wind.
Tang Zhuozhuo was thirteen years old when he was sent to the temple, and it was the time when he was pampered, but because of his health, he had to stay in bed and couldn't even leave the room all day long.
The doctors invited by the Tang family all said that she was injured when she was in the womb, and she would not live to be twenty years old. Seeing that her body would become worse as she grew older, the Tang family had no choice but to send her to a temple for placement, praying for the blessings of the Bodhisattva Bless, survive a catastrophe.
The Bodhisattva didn't meet him, but accidentally ran into Jiang Jianxi who fell over the wall in the back mountain. He had an unruly smile on his face, and he was a gentleman in front of others, and he didn't take her identity seriously.
One day, it was raining heavily, with thunder and lightning, she clutched her chest and collapsed on the ground, when she woke up again, Jiang Jianxi was taking her pulse through a bead curtain.
The rainy night was fading, but his smile remained the same, even a little cold, he got up and smiled calmly: "The little girl is in poor health, she won't live long."
Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes flickered, he withdrew from his memories, and said while pacing: "The sister in Jiangjianxi?"
Seeing her calling Jiang Jianxi's name directly, Mrs. Ye couldn't help laughing, nodded and shook her head, and said in relief: "Your Majesty, don't worry, what kind of brains does he have? He definitely won't act like a brainless person against His Highness."
When Mrs. Ye returned, Tang Zhuozhuo rocked on the rocking chair for a while, and fell asleep lightly at sunset, the bruises in front of her eyes were particularly eye-catching against her snow-white complexion.
The night was like water, Huo Qiu came out of the study, a little disturbed in his heart, he wanted to blow some air to wake up, but his feet arrived at Yiqiu Palace as if consciously.
Two months ago, when he stepped into this palace, it was also under such a beautiful moonlight, but his mood at that time was very different from that at this moment.
She was lying on the rocking chair outside, covered with a thin layer of silk quilt, and the sound of cicadas chirping outside made her sleep very unsteadily, and she frowned slightly a few times, and when she moved, the quilt slid down to her waist The lower position reveals a very slim curve.
There was a smile in Huo Qiu's eyes, and he asked the waiter: "Has your master eaten?"
Zihuan shook her head, and said: "Your Majesty only used some cakes all day, and she didn't touch her chopsticks when she served lunch."
Huo Qiu waved his hand, motioning for her to go down and pass the meal.
Tang Zhuozhao had just fallen from one dream to another, and when she moved her wrist, it was grasped by a warm hand. She smelled some ambergris, fluttered her eyelashes a few times, and Shi Shiran opened her eyes.
The man's sword eyes were long and narrow, and he was extremely handsome. She just woke up and got a little angry. She shrugged her nose and grabbed his apricot-colored python robe, buried her head in his chest, and asked in a low voice, "Why is Your Highness here?"
Huo Qiu ignored her little flattery, frowned and dug her out, his index finger lifted her chin like pincers, and his deep eyes fell on the scar on her left cheek.
The brown scar has fallen off, revealing the pink tender flesh. This delicate skin is extremely beautiful, and she has to cover it with something every day, and if she feels unsatisfactory, she will make a fuss for a while.
"In a few days, the scar will completely disappear."
What he sent was the best scar removal medicine from the Eastern Palace, and she also used the method herself, so the scar healed very well without leaving a mark.
Only then did Huo Qiu let go of her hand, and let her groan and linger, and after being entangled by this torturer for a long time, she would no longer be tempted by her to soften her heart, and fiddled with the silver bell on her wrist, coldly Said: "Have you not eaten in a day?"
Tang Zhuozhuo shrank his neck, afraid of his tone, and complained in a low voice: "I'm not used to it when I go back to the palace. I always feel that the things made in the imperial dining room are not as good as those made by the chef hired by my concubine."
Huo Qiu pressed the aching eyebrows, "What will Jiaojiao's hired cook do? Pastries?!"
This little thing refused to eat well, but he ate a lot of pastries, but he didn't grow any meat, he looked much thinner, and he was about to be blown away in the wind.
Originally, her health was not very good, and herbal diet had to be coaxed to benefit her before she drank it. If she was unhappy, she would feel wronged for a day. The more she pampered her, the more pampered she was. In the past, she was not like a princess, and now she is even more so!
He sighed, and simply didn't discuss it with her, and hugged her directly on the stool. Seeing that she still wanted to struggle, he darkened his face and warned: "If you want to make a fuss again, don't even think about eating soft cakes in January."
Tang Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, his apricot eyes were a little bit charming, and he blinked slightly like a butterfly stirred into his heart. Seeing that she finally calmed down, Huo Qiu couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, wanting to rub her into his bones, so After thinking about it, he bent down and hooked the little girl into his arms easily.
Tang Zhuozhuo casually looked up at him. Although the man had a smile on his face, there was a different kind of deep emotion hidden in his eyes. She raised her head and asked, "Who has offended His Highness?"
After all, she can't hide anything from her, Jiao is a bit spoiled, but her small brain is alert.
Huo Qiu closed his eyes and remained silent, rubbing his chin against the top of her fluffy hair. After a while, he said, "Father is dying."
Tang Zhuozhuo was shocked. Counting the days, there were still more than ten days before the death of Emperor Qiong Yuan in the previous life. Now there is no news from the palace, so why not
Exquisite dishes were presented one after another, this time not only Huo Qiu ate without taste, even Tang Zhuozhuo only picked a few pieces of white rice, the tender dishes tasted like chewing gum.
She pondered over the meaning of Huo Qiu's words, wondering if Jiang Jianxi played some role in it, the more she thought about it, the more she frowned.
Just when she was biting the soup spoon and was about to speak, Huo Qiu gave her a wink and said, "Don't think about everything all day long."
"At any time, I will protect you." Only when she was afraid of such a situation, the prince condescended and said in a dignified manner, with an unnatural expression on his face.
Tang Zhuozhuo laughed immediately, she leaned in front of the man, and said sweetly: "I know His Highness loves my concubine the most."
Huo Qiu laughed, his eyes paused when he touched her pink lips with some soup, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.
I didn't realize it before, but now, I really want to love her well.
The taste must be unusually sweet!