The expression on Huo Qiu's face turned to ice, and after a while, he took her hand and gently held her in his arms, with a trembling voice, "Jiaojiao, let's wait."
He only knew that Jiang Jianxi gave Tang Zhuozhao a bottle of medicinal powder that day, but he only had a vague idea of the specific effect.
But no matter how I guessed, I just thought that the medicine was good for women to strengthen their bodies, but I didn't dare to think that it could really cure infertility.
Emperor Chongjian was a soldier all his life, a well-deserved iron-blooded figure on the battlefield and court, when he heard the words "I want to give birth to the emperor" today, his eyes almost turned red.
The cold wind blowing from all directions blew on his face like a knife, and it hurt so much, Tang Zhuozhao simply buried his head in front of his chest, without looking up, he just asked in a low voice, "Why do you have to wait any longer?"
How much he wanted a child, she knew it.
Although he never showed it in front of her.
Huo Qiu narrowed his eyes and said, "It's not the time yet."
The little woman's body was as soft as ever, and even through the thick clothes, her seductive figure was enough to make people daydream, but she was really too thin. Now that she was pregnant with a child, he felt terrified when he thought about it.
The ground dragon in the Changchun Palace was extremely hot, Tang Zhuozhao clumsily untied the man's cloak, and took a sip of hot tea, only then felt the chill on his body subside.
Looking at the time, it is also time for lunch.
Huo Qiu was in a very good mood today, so good that Tang Zhuozhuo didn't lose face even after eating a few pieces of cakes. She felt something was wrong, so she squinted her eyes and asked, "What good thing happened to the emperor today?"
"Safe, bring people up."
Tang Zhuozhao didn't know why, so he looked outside the hall and immediately pursed his lips tightly.
Across a beaded curtain, the kneeling man was horrific, with messy black hair and blood stained on his forehead, and only a few long scars could be seen stretching from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth, covering most of his face. Its look is completely devoid of sanity.
Tang Zhuozhuo took a deep breath, observed carefully, but Huo Qiu smiled, and calmly waved at Quan An, "Take it down, don't scare the queen."
The bloody smell in the hall lingered for a long time, Tang Zhuozhuo put his hand on his chin, and he heard his own shocked voice after a while: "Huo Qi? Now Huainan..."
Huo Qiu raised the corners of his eyes and smiled heavily, tapped his fingers, and said: "Capture the thief first and capture the king. Now the Huainan area is just a piece of sand. There is no leader and no marshal who leads the army. What can I do with my army?" contend?"
The rare joy in the man's voice made Tang Zhuozhuo also bend his eyes, and she quickly said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, your wish has come true."
Huo Qiu was born extremely handsome, but now he smiles away his gloom and depression, making people feel like a spring breeze.
He held Tang Zhuozhao's hand to play with, and poked the small meat pits one by one. After a while, he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and said, "Why are you still so thin? You don't gain any flesh at all."
Tang Zhuozhuo was hiding something in his heart, he was not very interested, and suppressed his emotions and said angrily: "Everyone else hopes that his wife will be thin and good-looking. Why do you always expect your concubine to grow flesh when you come to Your Majesty?"
Huo Qiu approached her, looked at her carefully, and then said: "Little fool."
He let out a sigh that couldn't be more subtle, and Tang Zhuozhuo only felt as if he had drunk sake. He had tasted it a little, but he was already deeply drunk.
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The days passed quickly, and the wedding between Liuli and Qingyuanhou was scheduled for the fifth day of January, which happened to be the coldest time of the year.
Nothing has changed in the palace. Tang Zhuozhao's life could not be more comfortable. I don't know if it's because of the pill or the powder Jiang Jianxi gave her, but she has grown some flesh day by day. .
Just when Tang Zhuozhuo was looking forward to leaving the palace to observe the ceremony, he was stopped by an incident in the palace.
The Empress Dowager Guan requested an order to go to the temple on Longming Mountain to worship the Buddha!
Unexpectedly, Huo Qiu agreed immediately.
At that time, Tang Zhuozhuo was accompanying her in the imperial study room, her favorite incense was smoking in the golden stove, and she witnessed the man writing a letter with her own eyes.
Black and white, crisp and clear, without any hesitation.
Almost at that moment, Tang Zhuozhuo had some weird and inexplicable thoughts.
Did Huo Qiu already know something
Although the doll was dug out from her palace, she didn't tell anyone about it, but according to this man's means, if he finds any clues, he can definitely pull out some old things by following the clues.
Tang Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, lost his mind for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, the mountains are poor, and the queen mother is also old. Is it inappropriate to go to the Buddha at this time?"
Huo Qiu put down the pen in his hand, glanced out of the window, embraced her slender body, avoided answering this question, but said: "In two days, I will accompany Jiaojiao out of the palace."
But the dropped Zhuanzi has never been changed.
Even the Palace of Compassion and Peace has not been visited again.
At night, the bed curtain was moved slightly, and the spring was boundless for a while. After the joy, Tang Zhuozhuo felt that he had no strength to move his fingers. He let the man hug him and wash his body. When his head was next to the pillow, he stretched out I couldn't help closing my eyes.
When she woke up, it was raining heavily outside the window, and the chill couldn't stop seeping into the quilt. The sky was dark, and the place around her was icy cold.
Tang Zhuozhuo propped himself up and half leaned on the pillow, his eyes fell on the man in front of the window, the night was dark, the candles flickered a dim light, he swayed from time to time, Huo Qiu's figure was as straight as a pine, he moved He didn't move, as if shrouded in an airtight depression.
She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked slowly behind Huo Qiu, didn't speak, just put her head on it and rubbed his back lightly, then wrapped her arms around his waist.
Huo Qiu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Early tomorrow morning, the queen mother will go to the temple to worship Buddha."
Tang Zhuozhao still couldn't open his eyelids, but his mind was clear, "The emperor is reluctant, so let the queen mother stay in the palace."
A trace of struggle flashed across Huo Qiu's face, and then he calmed down, "No need, the temple is a good home."
Tang Zhuozhuo was silent, imitating his usual practice, gently stroking his back a few times, his voice was soft and waxy, as soft as his body, and said: "Don't be sad, I will accompany you with you."
In the previous life, without her intervention, the Guan family also entered the temple to worship the Buddha. She didn't know what happened, but today, she is by this person's side.
Even if such comfort does not relieve anything.
After a long silence, Huo Qiu held her small face, kissed her forehead and heart, and said with tenderness in his voice, "It's cold at night, go back to bed and lie down."
The little girl did it quickly, but she didn't let go of her arms around him, and her sleepy head was softly stuck behind her. In this situation, Huo Qiu felt it was funny and angry, but the movements of his hands were very sincere, he picked up Ren Haosheng and sat on the edge of the bed, coaxing him softly.
In the end, until the little girl fell into a deep sleep, Huo Qiu raised his eyes and stroked her delicate cheek with his index finger, and said in an unbearably soft voice, "I don't know who is comforting whom."
Early in the morning of the second day, the sun was rare, and the warm winter sun was even rarer than gold. It illuminated the red walls and many palace gates, adding a bit of vitality to the Changchun Palace.
These days the weather is warmer than before, and Tang Zhuozhao got up later, she got up to wash up, and An Xia came over with a comfortable skirt at this time, saying that it was sent by His Majesty.
Tang Zhuozhuo was grinding his lips with his head down, but he raised his head after hearing this, glanced at the long dress, and asked, "Newly made by the Shangyi Bureau?"
It doesn't look very good.
An Xia shook her head with a smile, and said truthfully: "The father-in-law next to the emperor said that they are ordinary clothes."
"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Tomorrow is Princess Liuli's wedding day."
Tang Zhuozhao naturally did not forget.
It's just that she thought that she would be able to leave the palace early tomorrow, but seeing this posture, she might be able to leave today.
After lunch, the imperial guard of honor stopped at the gate of Changchun Palace.
When Huo Qiu entered the palace, Tang Zhuozhuo was sewing pajamas, a bright yellow undershirt, and he knew who it was for without even thinking about it.
An Xia suddenly lost his voice, Tang Zhuozhuo raised his eyes, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, he stretched out his hand and waved at him, saying: "Your Majesty, come and see if you like this trick."
The majestic emperor, who was summoned by her to come and go, but couldn't bear the slightest anger, Huo Qiu sighed in his heart, but as if he had his own consciousness, he strode up to her , staring at the black and blue embroidered face for a long time, and finally frowned and asked: "What is this?"
Tang Zhuozhao pursed his lips unhappily, pointed at the ball and said, "This is the auspicious cloud pattern, the simplest pattern, isn't it?"
Huo Qiu coughed lightly, looked carefully at her again, rubbed her hair, and said: "No matter what the style is, if Jiaojiao sews it with her own hands, I will regard it as a treasure."
Tang Zhuozhuo bent his waist for a long time, and was a little tired, so he put the pajamas aside, hooked his neck and hugged him weakly, and brought his flushed index finger to him, so that he could see Knowing the tiny pinholes on the top, he said: "My hands are all pricked, please rub them."
This little girl acted as if she was being coquettish, even though Huo Qiu was familiar with her temperament, he still laughed loudly, grabbed the jade finger that was stretched out in front of him, stuck it on and sucked it.
A numb and warm feeling exploded in his mind, Tang Zhuozhao didn't struggle, but a pool of spring water slowly formed in his eyes, tickling his heart.
Seeing her like this, Huo Qiu felt even more tender, when did the little girl do such a job? A pair of slender jade fingers are as precious as green onion tips, and now she has picked up an embroidery needle for him.
The tenderness in the young king's heart was almost overflowing, his expression became softer and softer, and then only a deep sigh remained: "I have a lot of pajamas, why does Jiaojiao need to do it by herself? "
Tang Zhuozhuo turned his head to make trouble with him, but in the end it was Huo Qiu who personally picked the flower tin and stuck it on her forehead, then kissed her hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jiaojiao, I won't hurt you, don't hurt me." myself."
Today, when it was daylight, Guan Shi set off for Longming Mountain. Tang Zhuozhuo was about to get up to see her off, but was stopped by a man and went back to sleep.
In the end, the majestic Empress Dowager left the palace, and no one who could make the decision appeared, so it looked bleak no matter what.
The man couldn't swallow the thorn in his heart, but seeing Guan's going to the mountain temple alone was also uncomfortable. She saw everything in her eyes, but she could only use such methods to make him happy.
Tang Zhuozhuo withdrew his finger, turned his head away and said, "It's not for this."
Huo Qiu laughed several times, seeing that she was getting annoyed, he rubbed the soft flesh around her waist, changed the subject, and said: "My girl has really grown some flesh."