The cold winter months and the eve of the Chinese New Year are the most difficult time of the year. It only snowed yesterday, and now it is white outside.
Tang Zhuozhao was lying on a soft chair in the Changchun Palace, holding a powdered and jade-carved milk doll in his arms. The hall was filled with a special fruity fragrance, and the earth dragon was also burning very vigorously. After a long time, he became a little Drowsy.
She gently put the medical technique in her hand on the table, and covered Yi An with a small blanket, then closed her eyes and took a nap on the soft chair.
The cold snow has just melted, and now it is raining lightly outside again, listening to the patter makes my bones ache.
When Huo Qiu and Huo Yunyu walked in side by side, the mother and daughter had already fallen asleep hugging each other tightly.
After all, the young prince couldn't hold back any longer, so he was about to run over, but Huo Qiu frowned and brought him back. The latter gave him a stern look, and Huo Yunyu had no choice but to stand obediently by the charcoal fire and look outside. The chill brought by him dissipated.
When his little hands were warm, he walked around the screen in three steps at a time, and leaned close to Tang Zhuozhuo's side, rubbing his sister's face flushed from sleep.
Tang Zhuozhuo was a light sleeper, so he woke up naturally after making such a fuss. He raised his head and saw the man pacing in, and then he smiled and frowned again, his voice was soft and hoarse after sleeping, "The emperor is about to take Yi'an away, and the concubine's hands are numb."
Huo Qiu raised his eyebrows, and took the milky and milky meatballs out of her mother's arms, his tense face immediately relaxed, and he couldn't help pecking at his daughter's pink and tender face .
Huo Yunyu stood beside Tang Zhuozhao, snorting coldly, extremely displeased with Emperor Chongjian's differential treatment.
The difference is so stark, it's heartbreaking.
"What's wrong with Yunyu today? I haven't been happy since I went out in the morning." Tang Zhuozhuo asked with a smile as he poked his little face that resembled his father.
At this time Yi'an woke up in Huo Qiu's arms, hummed and chirped twice, rubbed her eyes and said in a sticky voice: "Yi'an knows that Brother Huang is not happy when sister Xiaoxiao is back today."
The delicate voice of milk and glutinous milk echoed in the hall, Tang Zhuozhuo laughed, loosened his wrist, then squatted down and took her son's little hand, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, he said: "The queen mother will call Xiaoxiao into the palace next time." When the time comes, let her stay in the palace for a while longer."
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had always been steady, blushed, held Yi An's little hand, and walked out with a whimper.
The scent burning in the hall was long, Huo Qiu grabbed Tang Zhuozhao into his arms with his long arms, the milk scent on the little woman was exactly the same as his daughter's, it made his heart soften.
"Why are all the big and small ones so unforgiving?" He let out a muffled laugh from his throat, rubbing the cool bridge of his nose against the back of her soft neck, feeling her little trembling, and sighing comfortably.
Tang Zhuozhuo couldn't help stretching out his hand to tease him, "Why is the emperor always so strict with Yun Yu? The child is still young."
Usually, I wish I could show my heart to my daughter, but it is rare to have a smile on my son.
Huo Qiu listened to her saying these words every day, but he still stroked her long hair and said patiently: "He is a prince and has talent, so the responsibility on his shoulders is naturally heavy."
Besides, people who are four or five years old, how can they be young? I think when he was six or seven years old, he learned everything from Emperor Qiong Yuan, and he had to guard against all kinds of open and hidden arrows, living a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife.
After finishing speaking, he went up to peck the little girl's delicate eyebrows, pondered for a moment and said: "Last night, Liu Hanjiang's wife disappeared."
These words sounded like thunder on the ground, and Tang Zhuozhuo sat up slightly in shock, and asked, "Mr. Ye? Why did such a good man disappear? Did you send someone to look for it?"
The man kept his face sullen and didn't speak, Tang Zhuozhuo already had an idea in his heart, she asked in surprise, "Did Jiang Jianxi take it away?"
The relationship between these three people is very complicated, and the parties have never talked about it. Apart from knowing that Liu Xiaoxiao is Jiang Jianxi's flesh and blood, Tang Zhuozhuo can't make sense of the rest.
Huo Qiu sneered, carelessly playing with the little girl's finger dimples that had finally grown some flesh, poking them accurately, and then slowly exhaled a foul breath, saying: "Liu Hanjiang didn't send anyone to look for it."
Tsk, she obviously looks dejected and sad, and the bruises under her eyes can't be covered even with makeup, but she insists on her mouth bravely, saying that if she wants to come back, she will definitely come back. If she doesn't want to come back, it's okay to find significance.
I can let go of what I keep in my heart.
Before it was completely dark, Yi'an and Yunyu got into Tang Zhuozhao's couch without making any noise, and obediently covered her with the quilt and looked at her. The two balls of milky and milky meat balls were very close to each other, and their eyes met Bright as black grapes.
As a mother, Xu is always soft-hearted. Being looked at by them like this, Tang Zhuozhuo's words of refusal came to his throat, but he still couldn't say it.
She bent over to tuck the quilts for them, saw a trace of nervousness in their expressions, and urged softly: "Go to sleep, or when your father comes, you will have to be thrown out again."
Princess Yi'an giggled, biting her fingertips, she looked like a white and smooth chubby glutinous rice ball, and retorted in a childish voice: "Father is not cruel to Yi'an, father only loses his brother."
His Highness the Crown Prince gritted his teeth deeply, removed the fat hands of the fat glutinous rice balls that were resting on his chest, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
There is no way to refute it, because what Yi An said is the truth.
His father's heart was off limits from the very beginning.
Tang Zhuozhuo couldn't stop laughing, he patted his son on the back, and just wanted to comfort him, when he heard the steady footsteps coming from behind the screen.
The candles in the room flickered lightly, and the Ye Mingzhu shone brilliantly. Emperor Chongjian's eyes fell on Tang Zhuozhuo's soft and beautiful side face, and his voice suddenly softened a few tunes, "Why are you so good today?"
In the past, she was always pestering and wanting to be hugged, extremely delicate.
Tang Zhuozhuo quickly realized, his face was full of embarrassment, and before he had time to say anything, he saw the man raised his eyebrows, and asked slowly: "Could it be that Jiaojiao promised me a few days ago, but she is going to break her promise?"
Where did this disciple come from? Why are you talking nasty things now
Tang Zhuozhuo lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing two tender faces, holding his breath and daring not to make a sound, but betrayed by the trembling eyelashes.
Huo Qiu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and even his voice was like the cold winter snow outside the window, "Huo Yunyu, take your sister back to sleep in your own room."
Tang Zhuozhuo grabbed his hand, frowned and complained: "Your Majesty, the children are still young, and it's cold in winter, so it's okay to squeeze with us."
Nonsense!
Squeezing and squeezing, the person who squeezed into his arms at night turned into two meat balls. How many days has it been since he has had a good time with the little woman
Huo Qiu leaned on the edge of the bed, tapped his long fingers lightly, the cold air burst out of his body, Huo Yunyu had to reluctantly open his eyes, he pursed his lips and pulled his sister's chubby little hand, which resembled Huo Qiu's small face full of loss.
Tang Zhuozhuo couldn't see such a scene the most, she just felt that her heart was going to be softened, she tugged on the man's cuff, and under the candlelight, tears seemed to glisten in her eyes.
Seeing this, Huo Yunyu turned his head and pushed Yi'an, who understood and cried out immediately.
When she cried, Huo Qiu couldn't stand it anymore.
Yi'an looks very similar to Tang Zhuozhuo, even the scorching tear mole under his eyes, now tears will fall in strings, and he hiccups, his limp body burps.
The man rubbed the sore eyebrows, stretched out his arms to clumsily coax Yi'an, and finally had no choice but to put the two meatballs on the inner side of the bed, and lay on the outermost side by himself.
The child is very forgetful, and it is the time when he is lethargic. Now he falls asleep with his hands and feet on his feet. Tang Zhuozhuo moves his body lightly, and puts his hands and feet on the waist of the man who is secretly sulking. .
But she couldn't resist her nonsense, Huo Qiu had no choice but to turn around and hold her cold little hand and frowned, with a lot of dissatisfaction in his words, "That kid Huo Yunyu knows how to find a backer."
Tang Zhuozhuo rubbed his chest, and then he said: "The emperor's thoughts are all on Yi'an now, how can there be any eyes for the concubine and Yunyu?"
Huo Qiu was angry and funny when he heard this, if it wasn't for that girl Yi An who looked so much like her, watching Yi An grow up little by little, he seemed to have participated in the first half of this woman's life.
If not, how could he be so afraid of Yi An's tears
Even when their mothers shed tears, they were exactly the same.
One by one teardrops fell down, making his heart ache.
The little girl was dishonest, her body was soft and boneless, Huo Qiu's eyes were filled with oppression, but he had no choice but to calm down the wandering thoughts in his heart one by one.
There are two small light bulbs lying on the bed.
Ye's disappearance for no reason is like a fallen leaf disappearing on the vast sea, and there is really no news about it. Although Liu Hanjiang watched him lose weight, he still didn't send anyone to look for it.
Tang Zhuozhuo smelled something unusual, and remembered Ye Shi's entrustment when he gave him the pills a few years ago, after much deliberation, he still announced Liu Xiaoxiao into the palace.
One stay is two months.
The three little guys are familiar with each other, and they can't wait to stick together every day.
In the spring of the next year, when the ice and snow are just melting and everything is recovering, and the night is full of stars, Tang Zhuozhuo leads Yi An into the imperial study.
Huo Qiu is taking a test for Yun Yu's homework, the one big and one small have the same indifferent face, there is a kind of tacit understanding between the questions and the answers.
Huo Yunyu was born smart, followed his father, and was taught by the best teacher, Taifu, so Huo Qiu didn't bother with his homework.
Tang Zhuozhuo went up and rubbed his face, boasting: "Yunyu has followed his mother, and he can learn everything at once."
Unexpectedly, His Highness the Crown Prince didn't appreciate it, but replied sternly: "Thank you mother for your praise, but father and emperor just said to his children today that you must not imitate mother, you must be strict with yourself, abide by your heart, and don't slack off. Waste your studies."
The empress who was said to be slack and lazy obviously froze her smile, she turned her head slightly and glanced at the man who was pretending to be calm sitting on the grand master's chair.
Seeing his father and mother, Huo Yunyu began to look at each other again, frowned and thought for a moment, then cupped his hands, his voice was full of childishness, but he was extremely serious.
"Father, mother, my son wants Xiaoxiao to be my son's concubine."
Huo Yunyu stood in front of them alone, obviously still a snow-white dumpling, Tang Zhuozhuo pinched his ears, thinking that he had listened to the left.
But Huo Qiu suddenly became interested, he leaned forward a little, held Huo Yunyu in his arms, and asked with interest: "Why?"
He is only five years old now, how did he come up with the idea of choosing a princess
And Liu Xiaoxiao is three years older than him.
Huo Yunyu was afraid that no one would take his words seriously, her face was tense, and she said very seriously: "I like Xiaoxiao, she looks as good-looking as my mother."
He paused, and then explained, "Just like the father and the emperor like the queen, when you see it, you are happy."
The little man's speech is unambiguous, and his words are methodical.
Yi'an on the side heard this, tears streaming down her face, pulled Huo Yunyu aside, and threw herself into her father's arms, choking with anger, "Brother Huang just said yesterday that I'm the happiest, you liar! "
During the turmoil, Tang Zhuozhuo burst into tears with a smile, leaning on the man with most of his weight, watching the helpless look of the always indifferent man coaxing his daughter while looking at himself, and beckoning to Huo Yunyu, Explain patiently while laughing.
"There are so many good-looking girls in this world, we can't see one and like the other, not to mention your elder sister Xiaoxiao is older than you."
Huo Yunyu pursed his lips helplessly, but did not let go almost stubbornly.
Some things, how can we decide now
The future is still so long.
The author has something to say: The story of the son and the master will be posted on Weibo, it can be regarded as two separate short stories, and a chapter will be published in about two or three days.
I’ve come all the way, thank you to those who have been with me, let’s see you in the next book.
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