Tang Zhuozhao once again dreamed the unfinished dream from last time. In the damp and dark dungeon, she walked through one room after another. She didn't find the man squatting in the corner until there was a slight stumbling sound.
Under the ragged clothes were the flesh and blood rolled up by the whip, but the man seemed indifferent, just lowered his head and whispered, you go, you go.
Tang Zhuozhuo stood in front of him for a long time, until he raised his head, revealing his scarlet eyes, and then softly called Master.
The face that couldn't be seen from its original appearance had to be carefully identified in order to gain such a sense of familiarity.
Who was the world-renowned genius doctor locked in the dungeon, and why did he end up in such a miserable situation
Tang Zhuozhuo just wanted to get to the bottom of it, but he felt a burning pain in his lower abdomen. When he finally opened his eyes with difficulty, he felt that he was terribly calm in his dream.
She soon had no time to take care of that absurd dream, because her whole body was on fire, and even a slight movement would be painful.
An Xia was watching her, seeing her woke up, her eyes were red immediately, she carefully helped her up, then poured a glass of warm water and put it on the bedside, and smiled forcedly: "Your Majesty just woke up, drink some water to moisten your throat .”
When she said this, Tang Zhuozhao also felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't even speak.
Taking a sip of water, she closed her eyes and trembled, and asked tremblingly, "What's the matter with the Princess?"
The last memory in my mind was the scene of Zhu Liu sitting on the ground with her face as white as paper.
"Among the three, the lady was injured more seriously. The princess sprained her ankle, and Miss Muge was the culprit. She just received forty boards and was dragged back into the tent."
Hearing what An Xia said, Tang Zhuozhuo also remembered that at the last moment, there was something wrong with the whip that Mu Ge threw at Zhu Liu's end!
She closed her eyes, and there was no pain in her whole body. Even when she was talking, she felt that she had to stop and take a breath.
After he regained his composure, Tang Zhuozhuo wanted to ask in detail, when he saw the curtain of the tent being lifted by Huo Qiu, the man walked in a hurry, and some sweat broke out on his resolute chin.
An Xia stepped back tactfully.
Originally, there was only a smell of medicine in the room, but now after the woman woke up, there was a faint sweet scent.
Huo Qiu smelled this fragrance all too familiarly, it was this fragrance that made him sink into it for several days and nights, unable to stop.
Tang Zhuozhuoyuan didn't feel anything yet, but seeing him now, she felt the pain all over her body rushing to her brain, almost in the blink of an eye, she pouted and dropped the golden beans.
Seeing that this man was just standing there, a dozen or so steps away from her, she didn't need to carefully study his expression to know that he was very angry this time.
Tang Zhuozhao also felt a little regretful, never thought that Mu Ge would have the guts to go all the way and kill the three of them together
She stretched out two arms that were like jade lotus roots, her voice was trembling with an indistinct cry, "Your Majesty, it hurts."
Huo Qiu took a deep look at her, walked to the bed and wiped away the two lines of tears, but this little coquettish bag became more and more energetic, just hooked his neck and held her little face in front of his eyes, the tears were like It's the same as it can't be dripped, and it's gone again after wiping.
The man's heart was about to be scalded by these tears, but he frowned and asked in a low voice: "Do you know it hurts?"
"When you were chasing someone, didn't you think about how painful it would be to fall?"
Tang Zhuozhuo fell hard this time, and even bit the tender meat in his mouth when he hit the ground, and there was a fishy smell when he spoke.
She was in pain and scolded, and after rinsing her mouth, she fell silent.
There were still teardrops trembling on the little girl's eyelashes, she was very delicate and soft, Huo Qiu looked at it, but she was full of pity, he slowly hugged her into his arms, very restrained himself not to touch her, the scratches were more serious left arm.
"No more next time."
Until now, he still has lingering fears.
Tang Zhuozhao nodded. She was born as a seductive goblin. Even though she looks embarrassed and cries badly now, that small face is still captivating.
Huo Qiu's eyes fell inch by inch, and finally turned to her lower abdomen, his eyes froze in an instant, but when he looked up at her again, apart from the more pity in his eyes, he could not see any other emotions. not come out.
Tang Zhuozhuo reached out and touched Bai Nen's cheek, and then heaved a sigh of relief. He buried his small face in front of the man's chest, and secretly shed a few more tears where he couldn't see it.
Huo Qiu pursed his lips and patted her back, and asked patiently: "Are you hungry? You have been unconscious for a whole day, and I asked someone to prepare some light dishes, do you want to try it?"
Where does Tang Zhuozhuo still have the appetite to eat
She shook her head like a rattle, and she was afraid that the man would stand up and force her to eat, her two arms that were as white as gilded tightly wrapped around Huo Qiu's thin waist, her beautiful almond eyes seemed to bend The crescent moon soaked in water.
"Your Majesty..." She called him softly, but said nothing else, one after another, every time she called, Huo Qiu would answer until she grabbed his clothes and wept.
Huo Qiu's heart skipped a beat.
Although she was delicate, she would not shed tears easily. If it was simply because of the pain from the fall, at most she would shed a few tears half-truthfully in order to coax him to pity and feel distressed.
Instead of shrinking into a small ball like now, crying so hard that I can't breathe.
Huo Qiu's gaze was like a blade, and the strength in his hand was also stronger.
"Jiaojiao, don't cry." He still only knew this sentence back and forth, and really couldn't say any more heartfelt and heartfelt words.
The way of coaxing women, he still learned from this little squeamish and used it now, and he couldn't change a flower after changing it.
When he said this in the past, Tang Zhuozhuo would accept it as soon as he saw it, and let Emperor Chongjian find some rare treasures to have fun, but there was never a time like her now.
Tang Zhuozhao herself has learned medical skills from Jiang Jianxi for so long. Since she woke up to now, the pain in her lower abdomen cannot be ignored. No matter how she knows it, she knows it well.
The man's body was as stiff as a rock, Tang Zhuozhuo lost all strength, he knocked his chin on his broad shoulders, and didn't ask any questions, the quietness made people flustered.
"Jiaojiao." Huo Qiu squeezed Tang Zhuozhao's icy little hands and called her with a frown.
Tang Zhuozhao's voice was a little hoarse, but he just moved his fingers in response.
"Take good care of yourself, don't think too much, I'll be with you." Huo Qiu stroked her long hair like thick ink, and couldn't hide her pampering.
Tang Zhuozhuo raised her eyes and looked into a pair of eyes as deep as the vast sea of stars. Her slender fingers were distinct, covering her lower abdomen, and her long eyelashes trembled. She asked, "I can't have children anymore, can I?" ?”
These words stirred up a storm in Huo Qiu's heart. Several distinct veins protruded from the back of his hand, and he patted her on the back to comfort her: "It's just that she is weak. If Jiaojiao wants to have a child, I will work harder." That's it."
If it was at other times, the man would say such words with a little bit of tenderness, but at this time, he could only use such words to comfort the person in his arms.
Crying like this, how sad should she be
After crying, Tang Zhuozhuo remained in a daze, biting his lower lip, no matter how much Huo Qiu yelled, he remained silent.
The man frowned deeply, his heart ached terribly, he leaned forward and kissed the woman's bright red lips, Tang Zhuozhuo came to a realization, let go of the blood-stained lips, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry."
Huo Qiu paused, hugged her on his knees, and reprimanded her in a deep voice: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Tang Zhuozhao didn't speak, a lot of things were stuck in her heart. Her palm moved away from her lower abdomen and hung limply on the edge of the bed. After a long time, there was some light in her eyes. She softly pursed her lips and pulled his clothes carefully. Sleeve, asked: "In the future... the emperor has someone else, can he still accompany his concubines from time to time?"
Huo Qiu's brows twitched, this woman wants to be angry with him at this time? To put it bluntly, how could he not just accompany him all the time? Now it's like an addiction, and I feel bored if I don't see him for a day.
Tang Zhuozhuo curled up her lips, listening to the pattering rain outside, she felt that the coldness from her bones was entwining her desperately.
She also thought about the consequences. If a queen has no heirs and her face is old and her family is ruined, she will probably live the same life as she was in the cold palace in her previous life.
If Huo Qiu doesn't miss her old love, she won't even be able to keep her queen position.
Even if she did it all over again, wouldn't she be able to escape that fate
"Jiaojiao, don't make trouble anymore." Huo Qiu's eyelids twitched a few times, and he repeated: "I will always be with you."
Tang Zhuozhuo silently closed his eyes and remained silent. When Huo Qiu looked down at her, she happened to fall asleep with tears on her eyelashes and frowning.
She looked like this, and the man felt uncomfortable seeing her, wishing he could take this pain for her.
Late at night, Huo Qiu got up from his clothes, and walked into another tent with a gloomy expression. The darkness was like thick fog, covering the world tightly. The maid lit the pine lamp, and the tent was as bright as day. As sinking as water, the Buddhist beads in hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the beads flew around.
"Zhang Desheng, send people to search for Mrs. Jiaoyue's trace overnight. If you find any clues, you can report back and don't make any claims."
Zhang Desheng grinded the grinder, and said with some hesitation: "Your Majesty, Mrs. Jiaoyue will not be born for a long time. If you want to find the trace, you will have to ask the Empress Dowager."
Huo Qiu pursed her lips, not angry but rather mighty: "I have my own measure."
If you ask Guan Shi, you must explain the situation of that little woman clearly.
Mrs. Jiaoyue is the best at recuperating women's bodies in the world today. He kept his hope in case that he had to find her because of the tears shed by that squeamish bag tonight.
Tang Zhuozhao woke up again in the night, her eyelids were so swollen that she almost couldn't open her eyes, and the embroidered surface on the pillow was a little wet, she was stunned for a moment, then hugged her knees with both hands, until Huo Qiu came back.
The man was worried about her, and he didn't delay for a moment after finishing his order, and came straight here.
Open the curtain to see, it really is such a scene.
Huo Qiu didn't know if it was because of being too tired or something else, but a few streaks of blood suddenly appeared, making him even more sinister.
He took a few steps forward and directly imprisoned her in his arms. The strength was so great that Tang Zhizhuo's bones ached. She sucked her nose, and her tender finger hooked his little finger, and a small finger burst out suddenly. Come smile.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, my concubine is fine." Tang Zhuozhuo covered his red and swollen eyelids with his hands, and said softly.
Huo Qiu didn't speak, just closed his eyes and held her in his arms, his voice was like the strings of a zither, his voice was hoarse and hoarse: "Jiaojiao, I put you on the tip of my heart."
Always been this way.
In the past, she spoke softly and softly, and it hurt so much when she said that she would put her on the tip of her heart. The man was dignified and restrained, and he had never responded to her directly, but these words really entered his heart.
There is no perfunctory.