Imperial Favour

Chapter 80

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However, the originally scheduled departure date back to Beijing was moved back a few days because of Tang Zhuozhao's waking up.

The scratches on her arms and legs were covered with the best ointment, and they healed quickly, but the roots were hurt, and she felt uncomfortable, so she lost weight even more.

On the third day after Tang Zhuozhao was injured, it was late at night.

The rain fell outside the tent, soft and soft, but it soon dyed the green grassland a withered yellow color, and winter is coming soon.

The autumn wind was rustling, blowing in through the gap of the small window, blowing the candle lighted on the table swaying, Tang Zhuozhao coughed lowly, opened his eyes in the dark, and touched his side with his hand, it was cold.

Hearing her coughing, An Xia worriedly raised the curtain and came in to check. Seeing her sitting on the bed in a daze, she couldn't help but walk up a few steps, and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Zhuozhuo has been feeling top-heavy and muddleheaded for the past two days, but now she seems to have been woken up by the wind. After a moment of silence, she shook her head, and then said: "It's nothing, go and get the bronze mirror."

An Xia didn't know what she was going to do, but she obediently lifted the bronze mirror on the dressing table to her.

Tang Zhuozhuo had many bizarre dreams in his dream, and when he woke up, his face was covered in cold sweat. In addition, when the cold wind blew, it was both hot and cold, making him even more embarrassed.

She raised her eyes, and the woman in the mirror also raised her eyes.

The plain white shirt, the extremely pale face, and even a few strands of wet black hair sticking to the forehead, coupled with such a dark environment, really look like the harmful female ghost in the storybook.

Tang Zhuozhuo's long and slender fingers trembled slightly, and he couldn't take a second look anymore. He stretched out his hand and brushed the mirror away. The sound of the copper mirror breaking on the ground was clear and loud. An Xia was shocked, afraid that she would cut herself.

When did she become like this

Not to mention other people, even if you look at it yourself, you will be extremely disgusted.

Tang Zhuozhuo frowned tiredly, looked at the black and blue sky outside, and asked hoarsely, "What time is it now?"

"Back to your mother, it's only now, and today is a rainy day, so it looks extra gloomy. Your mother can sleep for a while."

An Xia saw that she was absent-minded, so she smiled and comforted her: "The emperor said when he left, that he would come to accompany the empress for lunch."

Tang Zhuozhuo shook her head, and rubbed her sore eyebrows with her slender fingers. After a while, she raised her head again. This time, there was a smile on her fair and delicate face.

"I won't sleep anymore. I've been lying on the bed for the past few days, tired and lazy." Her warm palms covered her belly again, and finally she lowered her head and shrugged her nose, saying: "Groom up, Bengong will go and see Princess Liuli."

In the past few days, she was nestled on the bed, ignoring anyone, even Huo Qiu, she didn't pay much attention to her.

She could feel that every time the man's face became a little bit colder, but she kept holding it back. When feeding her the medicine, she pursed her lips with a cold face, and the medicine juice flowed down the corner of her mouth, and he forcefully pulled it away. Her face came and kissed and poured it in.

She suffers, and he suffers too.

Even if Liuli sprained her ankle, she still asked someone to help her and limped to make amends. She cried in the tent, and Liuli shed tears outside, and it was like this for three consecutive days.

She understood that it was not Liuli's fault.

That silly girl, I don't know how to be sad in my heart.

When the first ray of morning light appeared in the sky, Tang Zhuozhuo looked at the radiant face in front of the bronze mirror, and personally reached out to pick out a pear-shaped flower tine to paste on his forehead, and then smiled with his lips drawn together: "This is the way to do it." Beautiful."

An Xia and Zi Huan almost cried with joy.

The empress has been sullen and silent for the past few days, especially when facing His Majesty, she started to shed tears for no reason and didn't answer any questions, which was even more extreme than when she was in the Eastern Palace.

They were terrified, but also very worried. The empress will not be able to have children in the future, if she wants to continue to sit firmly in the back seat, the only thing she can rely on is the emperor's favor.

If both are gone, then the real loss outweighs the gain.

They understand such a simple truth, and Tang Zhuozhuo naturally understands it better.

If there is no child, then there will be no child, she thought, as long as the happy life lasts, let it be as long as possible, it makes no sense for her to feel ashamed now, as if she has entered a cold palace.

While Huo Qiu is still willing to spoil her.

When it was dawn, Tang Zhuozhao wore a cloak around his body, and his gorgeous and delicate face was like a delicate flower under the gray and gloomy sky, which brightened the eyes of everyone who saw it.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, her brows were soft, and the sound of raindrops like a zither hit her ears, and she could see the person standing in front of Zhu Liu's tent from a distance.

The man was tall, surrounded by darkness without an umbrella, and the drizzle soaked into his clothes and black hair, but Tang Zhuozhuo squinted his eyes and paused his steps.

Wutamu, what is he doing here

Tang Zhuozhuo has never been a kind person, although this is not what Wutamu wanted to see, but she can't let it go, now just looking at it from a distance, her green fingertips on the handle of the umbrella are already glowing Bailai.

When they got closer, Wutamu also saw her. After being slightly surprised, he clasped his fists and saluted, and then said: "Is your health better? I'm very sorry about Muge. She has always been smart and intelligent. I don't know why she would do such a thing."

Speaking of this, he can only wish to smile a few times.

Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes were so cold that he could see the flying snowflakes. She curled her lips with a sneer and looked at him up and down a few times. She didn't take his words to heart, so she curled her lips and asked, "Why is Khan so embarrassed to come?" Looking for Liuli?"

"In the past, Liuli's heart was all on you, and suddenly an unknown adopted daughter popped up, and that's all. You're quarreling with this beauty, and at the same time, you're hooking up with Liuli. What's the reason for that?"

There was a mocking light in her beautiful eyes, as if meeting him for the first time.

After such a thing happened, he could still keep saying that Mu Ge was intelligent and wise, and his protection was beyond words, which is really jaw-dropping.

What the hell does he care about

The complexion of the roof tower curtain changed a few times, coughed heavily, and finally showed a little sadness on his thinner face, he took a deep look at the tent, and then said: "It's my fault, go and see her."

After finishing speaking, he strode hurriedly towards the other side of the grassland, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be running away.

Tang Zhuozhuo snorted lightly, it is cowardly to lie to others under the guise of deep affection while not letting go of Qingmei.

I don't know what kind of crimes Zhu Liu had to endure in her previous life to live a good life when she was married. Just thinking about it makes her feel sad.

It was raining heavily, Tang Zhuozhuo stopped for a long time, An Xia leaned into her ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, yesterday the emperor issued a marriage decree, and promised Princess Liuli to the Marquis of Qingyuan, and we will get married when we return to Beijing."

Tang Zhuozhuo was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Qingyuanhou?"

As if seeing through her doubts, An Xia stepped forward and explained in detail, "Old Qingyuanhou just asked the emperor to resign, saying that he was going to take Mrs. Hou out to have a look outside. This Qingyuanhou's mansion will fall into the hands of the crown prince." gone?"

Tang Zhuozhao understood it, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt a little bit of envy.

Sure enough, to be able to teach descendants like Ji Han, this old Qing Yuanhou really had an indifferent and transparent heart.

Zhu Liu had been listening to the movement outside, and when Tang Zhuozhuo opened the curtain to enter, she was frowning and was helped out of bed.

"What are you doing? If you hurt your feet, take good care of them." Tang Zhuozhuo gently pushed her to sit on the edge of the bed, then found a soft stool to sit on by himself, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Roof tower curtain You stood outside for a long time, but you refused to see him?"

Zhu Liu immediately frowned tightly, her voice was full of indifference, she looked at a corner of the bed and said, "What else are you doing? It's just reminding me that I was blind in the past."

"It's even worse to see you."

Tang Zhuozhuo could probably understand that feeling, and after a slight nod, he said in relief: "Qingyuanhou is a good place. When you marry in, there is no in-laws to take care of it, and there is no fight between sisters-in-law, and the backyard is also very clean."

Zhu Liu came to her side and shook her hand, then lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "I naturally know what you said, but I just feel that I am not worthy of such a good person."

She took a deep breath and smiled wryly.

She really couldn't find a single fault with Ji Han, the man was obviously colder than the winter snow, yet he made her feel the long-lost warmth.

It's just that now, where does she have the thought and energy to be happy with someone else

Tang Zhuozhuo was silent, he just patted her hand and didn't say anything.

Emotional matters are like a person who knows how warm and cold drinking water is. It is not a good thing for her to get involved too much. I just hope she can see it clearly for herself.

After chatting for a few more words, Tang Zhuozhao was tired, so he got up and went back to his tent. From the beginning to the end, he didn't mention what happened to him. Even when Zhu Liu asked again and again, she only said that she hurt a little from the fall. Nothing serious.

When the wind and rain outside had just stopped, Zhu Liu rolled up the corner of her soft sleeves, stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, suppressing her doubts and panic, she still hesitated.

What happened to Tang Zhuozhuo? If it was just to wipe himself, then he definitely wouldn't be in a coma for so long, and he wouldn't be turned away when he went to see him a few times.

She knew Tang Zhuozhao.

But no one told her the truth, not even Tang Zhuozhao himself.

At night, when there was no one there, and there was a layer of black mist in the sky, a maid who was close to her came in to report that Qingyuan Hou had arrived.

Zhu Liu showed a slight difference, then pursed her lips, put down the half-read book in her hand, and said calmly: "Go, please come in."

Ji Han has always been a very measured person, if it wasn't for something really important, he would never enter the women's camp late at night, even if the imperial decree to bestow marriage has come down.

Ji Han was still wearing white clothes today, and the smile on his face was like warm wine. He was already drunk after just a taste of it. He put the jade white porcelain bottle in his hand on the table, and said softly: "This is what I found today. For sprain medicine, just apply it every day before going to bed."

There was a faint smile hidden in his eyes, Zhu Liu looked at the porcelain vase on the table, and said after a long time: "Why bother? I'd like to ask the Marquis to go there himself."

But he knew in his heart that if he could be asked to deliver it in the middle of the night, it might not be inferior to the medicine in the palace.

She was grateful for this kindness in her heart, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Ji Han's black hair was like thick ink, and his pair of phoenix eyes that entered the temples were even more beautiful than a woman's. Even if he stood there silently, he was still the bright moon in the sky. At this time, he waved his hand gently , smiled and said: "I will give you all the good things."

With such a simple sentence, Zhu Liu's eyes almost turned red.

It was two days since she was sprained that she realized what a real heart is like ashes.