Chapter 90: Counterattack (Part 1)

Huo Qiu's complexion was completely gloomy, his narrow sword eyebrows were extremely oppressive, majestic, and the disappointment and incomprehension in his eyes were unconcealed. The aroma of mahogany rose into smoke and scattered, and the man's voice was mixed with ice scum, cold. It's hard to say, "Mother, Jiang Jianxi has already diagnosed the pulse for the queen. There is a way to solve this matter."
Having said that, he took Tang Zhuozuo out of the philanthropic Ci Ning Palace, but the blue veins on his forehead fully reflected the feeling in his heart.
An oncoming cold wind blew on her cheeks, and it made Tang Zhuozhuo’s bones hurt like a knife. She shrank her body slightly, Huo Qiu noticed it, turned her head to relax her complexion and rubbed her cold little hand, saying: "Mo Fear, I will protect you."
The big goose-feather snowflakes fell between Tang Zhuo's shiny black hair, white and black entangled endlessly, and finally the white snow color finally melted and disappeared into the dark color, leaving only strands of infiltration.
She gathered the snow-colored cloak that was draped on her body, and a small face with a slap in a smile made people feel so soft and unreasonable. Huo Qiu looked in a daze, and personally held the umbrella and walked back slowly with her.
"The emperor, the concubine didn't take the words of the mother's queen to heart. The father's only left, and the mother's queen will inevitably be sad..." Tang Zhuozhuo kicked Xiao Xue Tuan under his feet and blinked at the man beside him.
Huo Qiu was more than half of her height. Looking from this angle, the little girl looked very much like the year she fell into the water. After all these years, she still has a breath of spirit.
"I know." He smiled and brushed away a few snowflakes on Tang Zhuozhuo's head, his eyebrows were overflowing with a softness that could not be hidden, and even this softness made him feel like he was immersed in the bright moonlight.
"Jiaojiao doesn't care, I care."
"No one can say that to you."
When he said this, the corner of his mouth was still smiling, but Tang Zhuozuo couldn't help but pause. The court lady who hurriedly caught up behind turned pale, and when he saw them, she knelt on the ground and said in a panic, "The emperor, the empress, the queen mother... just fainted just before the queen mother. Passed!"
Tang Zhuozuo sighed lowly, shaking off a layer of snowflakes from his shoulders like the man just now, and said: "The emperor, go and see, the concubine remembers that there are a few hundred-year-olds in the Changchun Palace. Ginseng, go back and take it out and send someone to the mother's harem. After taking it, you should wake up."
When she was speaking, her eyes couldn't be more clear, Huo Qiu tightened his palms, looked back at the direction of Ci Ning Palace vaguely, and said okay.
Tang Zhuozhuo sighed in his heart. I don't know if the fingers holding the umbrella were frozen or because of something beside them, they were blue and white, and disappeared into a small black spot in the snow without looking back.
Huo Qiu didn't turn around, his eyes deepened to the extreme as the figure disappeared, or Zhang Desheng reminded him from behind: "The emperor, you have to go and see the Queen Mother"
In the vast snow, Huo Qiu finally moved. He asked with a cold face, "Mrs. Bright Moon can be found."
When Zhang Desheng heard this, his waist was lowered, his face solemnly shook his head, and he said, "The dark guard is looking for it in recent days. There is still no clue."
Huo Qiu nodded lightly, then held his hand and said: "Retreat everyone, don't look for it."
Zhang Desheng knew the reason, his face changed a few moments when he heard this, and he asked cautiously, "That queen empress..."
Huo Qiu shook his head and fixed his gaze on the wide-angle cornice of the Cining Palace wrapped in silver. After a while, he sneered slightly, pressing his fingers on the bright yellow wide sleeves, and said: "Jiang Jiangxi Let it go."
Zhang Desheng was taken aback, "The emperor, this person is skilled in medicine, so let him go, if he really joins the Huainan faction, wouldn't it be equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain"
Huo Qiu's sword glanced horizontally, and after a long while he said it was OK, and then he entered the Ci Ning Palace without mentioning the matter.
Since seeing Jiang Jianxi, the little woman had a lot of ruddy complexion, and she was a little bit unconscious when she was making trouble, and her spirit had improved a lot.
He said it had nothing to do with Jiang Jianxi, but he didn't believe it.
That being the case, he should let him go if he retaliates. He must be a wise man, knowing what to do and what not to do.
In one palace, Tang Zhuozhuo stopped steadily, An Xia and Zi Huan looked at each other, and then stopped.
"Mother, the snow is getting heavier, let's go back to the palace earlier."
Tang Zhuozuo stretched out a slender hand to catch the floating white in the air. He didn't look back when he heard the words. He shook his shoulder casually, and turned his head back with a faint smile: "Order someone to go back to the palace and get the medicine. Sent to Cining Palace."
An Xia was taken aback, and then asked: "The mother is not going."
These days, the relationship between the master and the Cining Palace has taken a turn for the worse, and they are all aware of it, but at the moment the emperor is still guarding the Cining Palace. Tang Zhuozuo seemed to have completely missed the consternation in her words, so he was indifferent.
She used her kerchief to gently wipe the water mist from the white and tender palms, pursed her lips and smiled, "If the emperor asks, he will say that the palace has suffered angina after returning to the Changchun Palace, lest he will pass the illness to the queen mother, so he will not go. Up."
"Oh, don't forget to move that bottle of red plum. The queen mother likes it."
The two maids looked at each other and were stunned by their master's ability to come out of this mouth.
When he returned to the Changchun Palace, Tang Zhuozhuo lay lazily on the recliner, covered with a heavy cloak. Perhaps he was tired from the noise and couldn’t open his eyes. He was like a cat, so sweet that he could drip water. Come.
An Xia squatted down and squeezed her shoulders, and still muttered angrily: "When I was in the Eastern Palace, the queen mother was not like this to the empress. This will be the Serbian to the emperor and slander the empress. Here, when I turned my head, I was so angry that I fainted."
Where is such a coincidence
I knew it was pretending at a glance.
Tang Zhuozuo gave a hum from his nose, without paying any attention to the matter. Instead, he raised his eyebrows while looking at the juice on his nails, and said lazily, "Silly girl, why are you angry?"
The tricks that Guan could use were what she had left.
It was also thanks to her. The man was annoyed by this trick, but if he changed this method and he was still a decent and dignified elder, he wouldn't know if it worked.
"Even though the empress mother has done a little too much, but mother, let's take a trip, lest we get offended."
Tang Zhuozuo raised his eyes, rubbed the aching eyebrows, and shook his head decisively without a trace of hesitation.
She would rather stay in the temple, dodging and nap, and no longer do things like hot faces and cold buttocks, such things, once done on the same person is enough, is it possible that she is going to see Guan now Shi, Guan Shi can have a good face to her when she wakes up. Everyone in the world feels like this. When you feel that you are good, you feel like a treasure no matter how you look at it.
She didn't bother to make herself unhappy about it.
It’s not worth the loss.
When it was dark, the heavy snow blowing outside finally stopped, and then began to rain again, falling on people, it was heart-wrenching cold.
When Huo Qiu stepped into the Changchun Palace, Tang Zhuozuo had been awake for a while, she tiptoe to shake off the snow scum on his shoulders, and finally urged him to wash up again, for fear that he would be exposed to the cold outside.
In the cold winter, the hall was brightly lit by candlelight and the gauze danced lightly. Huo Qiu looked at the beauty sitting in front of him with his jade hands resting on his cheeks, and he actually gave birth to a feeling of tranquility in his heart.
Thinking about this, she spoke in a soft tone, "Jiaojiao has more and more angina."
Tang Zhuozhao rolled his eyes, and said softly, "The concubine is afraid that the queen will see the concubine, and it is even more uncomfortable in his heart."
Her mind was almost before him, Huo Qiu laughed and drank the hot wine in the glass to drive away the cold.
Maybe it was because there were too many things in my heart during this time, and the always self-disciplined man couldn't help being greedy. After drinking a cup of wine, Tang Zhuozuo didn't stop him, just watching from a distance.
Tang Zhuozhuo got up and took the wine cup in his hand until his bronzed face was slightly red. He moved his small face up and whispered softly: "Drink again another day."
Huo Qiu's lips snapped a smile. Tang Zhuozhuo hadn't reacted before, and he was pulled to the front and strangled his wrist. What followed was a Wen with a spicy wine smell, full of fierceness and gentleness. .
Tang Zhuozhuo broke free with great difficulty, a thin layer of mist was already in his eyes, really delicate dripping, even his body was so soft that he was supported by a man.
Huo Qiu's slender fingers scratched her lips slowly, and his eyes fiercely said: "It's still sweet and sweet, and no one else is so charming."
Tang Zhuozuo immediately pushed him away when he heard it, and the charming atmosphere of the room instantly shattered into nothingness.
Her pretty face was still red, but her voice changed completely. She gently tugged at his cuff and asked: "How does the emperor know that others are not as good as his concubines"
"Could it be that I have tasted that court lady"
When Tang Zhuozuo thought of this, he felt strange and uncomfortable that he couldn't tell. It was clear that she was the one who responded to her personally, and she felt a little unreasonable when she did it again.
Huo Qiu didn't speak, but lowered his eyes to look at the petite woman who reached his shoulders. She looked at her squeamish look with red eyes, her brows were frowned, and she couldn't help but hug the person in front of her, her voice hoarse. Authentic: "Jiaojiao, don't push me out again."
Tang Zhuozhuo paused, his eyes smoothed to the man's reddish cheeks, and he stretched out two jade lotus-like arms around his waist like a ghost.
Huo Qiu hugged her tighter, and breathed out alcohol in her ears, making her feel numb from the bottom of her ears to the bottom of her heart, "I know that Jiaojiao is good."
"The girl I like Huo Qiu is naturally the only one in this world. I don't like it too much."
In order to express this joy, Huo Qiu gently held her ears and rubbed it.
Tang Zhuozuo realized that it was wrong. She frowned, reached out her hand and peeked at the man's forehead, and asked, "The emperor is drunk."
Huo Qiu stood up straight, his eyes were sharp and deep, he looked at another group of Qingming, he curled his lips and said: "This little wine, I also want to get me drunk."
Tang Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, his eyes fell on the empty small wine cup, pushed his body, and said: "Go to the emperor and lie down on the bed to rest for a while, and his concubine ordered people to make sober tea."
Huo Qiu looked at her busy with a smile, but he was very obedient. He lay down on the bed, but hooked her slender waist, and the two fell together.
The little girl was blushing, she was angry, she broke away from his shackles, found one of his arms, and bit down hard.
Huo Qiu didn't speak, and let her go crazy. After a while, he stretched out his other hand to caress Tang Zhuozhuo's black hair, and his heart softened little by little.
Knowing the reason for her unhappiness, the man's voice was particularly low, almost touching the bottom of her white ears, and said: "I have never touched anyone, even my hands."
The author has something to say: Zhang Desheng in the article is actually Li Desheng before. Until one day, the little angel told me that Li Desheng was the former name of a great man in history. Would it be better to change it? I thought for a long time and changed it to Zhang Desheng, but it has been updated to more than 80 chapters, and many places have not been changed. Sorry everyone, I will slowly change it.