Tang Zhuozhuo was blindfolded and couldn't see his expression, but she could detect the man's fluctuating mood just by his voice.
"I knew earlier that he couldn't hide the news."
In the lingering aroma, Tang Zhuozhuo said without beginning or end, his black eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, his face seemed to be dyed pink with some kind of flower juice, and he complained in a low voice.
The man's unabashed love words made her feel ashamed.
If Jiang Jianxi didn't say anything about this kind of thing, and happened to encounter a frightened horse incident, he would turn over the matter and expose it, and no one would know.
Huo Qiu's eyes were filled with fine silver light, so deep that it was unbelievable, he suddenly said, "If Jiang Jianxi hadn't entered the palace today, how long would Jiaojiao plan to hide from me?"
"If I haven't noticed this all my life, you will end up asking for trouble, and you will be in the back seat with nothing to do. The reason is still because of your playfulness. If it spreads, you are also prepared to hurry up. Gritting your teeth and not letting go, just accept it silently?"
"Until the end, like yesterday, personally send those women into my harem one by one? Huh?"
Having said this, Huo Qiu lowered his hands, and the man under the snow-white cloak had ice and snow on his brows, not showing off his anger.
When the man spoke harsh words, even though the corners of his mouth were still slightly curled up on his handsome face, Tang Zhuozhuo was a little apprehensive.
"Is the emperor looking at his concubine as such a submissive person?"
Huo Qiu took a closer look at the candid expression of the little woman, and after a while, he silently twitched the corners of his mouth. If it was normal, he would be the first to not believe it.
This woman is very cunning and small-minded, she usually doesn't want to cause trouble, but if someone commits a crime, she will ask someone to pay back even if she pays for pennies.
Submissive, this word does not fit her at all.
But now that the facts are in front of him, he can't help but not believe it.
Seeing that his expression finally calmed down, Tang Zhuozhuo covered his hands with a pair of soft clothes, and said in a soft voice with an unreal smile: "If the person who was lying on the bed with the plague that day was a concubine, the emperor would not Will it do the same?"
She raised her eyebrows quietly, "And it must be hidden from others."
"The concubine is just in the same heart as the Long Live Lord."
The two small pear dimples on the little girl's cheeks were soft and attractive, but after breaking off a stick of incense, most of the anger and fear in Huo Qiu's heart disappeared. After all, he was helpless, pursed his lips, and said: "On weekdays a little Xiao Gongquan was invited by you, and you have made up your mind to hide it more strictly than anything else."
After all, he seemed to be extremely tired, he stretched out his long arms and hooked her into his arms, kissed her forehead delicately, then sighed very shallowly, knocked his head on her thin shoulder and said in a voice like The strings of the zither were ringing, "How can Jiaojiao not tell me what is good for me?"
Tang Zhuozhuo's eyebrows were curved, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.
The warmth in the hall was deep, and the body in his arms couldn't be more fragrant and soft, but Emperor Chongjian felt a chill. He took a deep breath and asked, "Yesterday my aunt came to you for this matter."
As for what was the matter, the two of them knew from the bottom of their hearts.
Tang Zhuozhuo nodded lightly, and suddenly there was some fine silver light in her eyes. She gently tugged on the man's sleeve, bit her lower lip and said angrily: "The queen mother has chosen all the people, and the concubine flatly refuses." No way, I thought the emperor would be sympathetic, but unexpectedly, the emperor became so angry as soon as he entered the door."
The expression on her face was full of resentment and resentment, but she also carried just the right amount of coquettishness, half-truth and half-false, obviously remembering what happened last night.
Huo Qiu snorted softly through his nose, slightly raised the woman's black hair with his long fingers, and said: "Push people around me, Jiaojiao is reasonable."
"If you feel uncomfortable, just refuse."
The man's words couldn't be more natural, as if he was talking about what kind of food to use for lunch today, it doesn't matter, Tang Zhuozhuo frowned, and said helplessly: "The concubine wants to delay."
Then Guan Shi has to give her time and opportunity.
Speaking of this, Tang Zhuozhuo glanced at Huo Qiu, pointed his white and slender fingers on his chest, and asked: "The court ladies and concubines have also seen it, it is indeed a rare good color, why did it provoke the emperor's dragon?" Yan is furious"
And it was still coming towards her.
Why is it that the palace maid is the one who serves, and she is the one who suffers in the end? Thinking of this, Tang Zhuozhuo felt uncomfortable in his heart, and with a few traces of inexplicable emotions, he even burst into hoarse tears, like a vine , It's so entangled that people can't break free.
"The emperor is so unreasonable. The concubine couldn't be more honest last night. Could it be that the maid caused trouble and made the emperor the first to anger the concubine?"
The so-called thankless work is referring to her.
"Jiaojiao, no matter who sent this person yesterday, I wouldn't be so annoyed."
Huo Qiu wiped away the bits of silver from the corners of her eyes bit by bit with a veil, her voice was cold and undeniable, "What I can't stand is being pushed to someone else by the woman I love."
Tang Zhuozhao froze for a moment, he never expected that he would say such words, even with a bit of tenderness.
"There are no concubines."
Huo Qiu's heart softened suddenly with a reddish face trembling with tears, even if no one was asked to investigate, he could still imagine the scene in the Palace of Compassionate Ning yesterday.
If Guan Shi hadn't opened his mouth, if he hadn't respected this aunt from the bottom of his heart, Tang Zhuozhuo would not have let it go like this, and would not have said a word.
As for the deeper reason, he didn't want to delve into it any further.
Zuo is nothing more than a question of heirs.
But precisely because he knew it well, his heart became even more unbelievably soft.
Huo Qiu didn't rest well for several days and nights, and he was so angry that he couldn't sleep all night last night, and now his eyes were still bloodshot. He reached out and stroked Tang's scorching hair, his voice was softer than ever before, He sighed lowly, and said: "I sent that court lady back to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, you will stay in Changchun Palace these few days, don't go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to pay your respects."
Tang Zhuozhuo raised his eyes, and before he could speak, his lips were covered by the moody man. He curled his lips into a faint smile, and his eyes were deep, "No one can deceive my Jiaojiao."
"The Queen Mother, I'll go and talk about it."
These words seemed to have extraordinary magical power, Tang Zhuozhuo didn't know why, he just felt a huge sourness rushed to the tip of his nose, and he was crying half-truth, but now he really felt that he couldn't control it. He grabbed Huo Qiu's sleeve and buried his face in it, his petite body trembling and choking.
In this way, the bright yellow dragon robe was stained with the hot teardrops of the little woman, and a small piece was wet.
Such a scene, if any outsider sees it, their eyes will be shocked.
"I don't feel comfortable anywhere. Yesterday... Last night, I was fine... I couldn't sleep, and I finally fell asleep and closed my eyes. You even came here to kill me."
This crying made the man feel distressed. He wiped her tears with a hoarse voice, and his brows were twisted into a knot.
"It's my fault."
Emperor Chongjian answered his fault for the first time, as if he had gone through a very difficult struggle, and finally stretched his brows, rubbed the soft white flesh on the back of the silly girl's neck, and said: "Take care of yourself, son Don’t take things to heart, if it really doesn’t matter to us, I’ll just pick one from the clan and put it by my side since childhood.”
As soon as these words were spoken, time stood still for a moment.
Tang Zhuozhuo's choked-up voice also came to an abrupt end.
She rubbed her red eyes, and looked up in disbelief at the man who was a long way above her and looking at her with soft brows and eyes. Her lips twitched a few times, as if she suspected that she had listened.
"emperor"
Huo Qiu looked back at her amusedly, responded lightly, and then said: "I want to care about you more than the emperor's heir."
Tang Zhuozhuo tilted his head and blinked away the crystals in his eyes, and said hello in a trembling voice.
In an ordinary family, if the husband and wife are loving but have no children, if there is a problem with the woman, most of them will end up being abandoned or raising a concubine, and only when the man has a problem will they consider adopting a child.
In the clan and aristocrats, this kind of situation is not uncommon, but even if the child is brought in to inherit the family business, it will be judged behind the scenes. After all, it is not biological, and the blood is so low.
But the one who said this now is the king who has always given life to death, so he gave her such a promise without blinking an eye.
If the child is not destined for us, we will choose one from the royal relatives.
Such a sentence is more poignant than sweet words when the love is deep.