Chapter 22:

The originally lively hall suddenly became unbelievably quiet, Tang Zhuozhuo watched Emperor Qiong Yuan's eyes getting darker and darker, and his heart was anxious and depressed.
She could even imagine the disappointed expression on the face of the queen dowager waiting for a while.
Concubine Yan was sitting at the bottom of Emperor Qiongyuan, only a step away from the position of the queen. At this moment, her beautiful face was dotted with a little bit of sadness and tension. She said gently: "The emperor, the prince's filial piety is touching, this A kerchief must have a different meaning, so let’s listen to the prince first."
In fact, she was also nervous. This seemingly stupid method actually worked best. In the presence of so many ministers, Emperor Qiong Yuan loved Huo Qiu no matter how much he had to say a few words of reprimand.
And these few sentences are a rare opportunity for his emperor, at least he can breathe a little bit, and not be forced so tightly.
These officials are all things that favor high and low, and they usually look at the expression of the emperor.
But if it is exposed, it is also a fatal blow to them.
Even if it is not discovered by others, Emperor Qiongyuan must have cares in his heart. It is inevitable that there will be seeds of suspicion. It is difficult to eliminate the emperor's suspicion!
Concubine Yan Gui moved slightly, and looked at the undisguised smiles on his Huanger and Liu's faces, and his heart felt a little colder.
I don't know if it is worth it or not!
Sure enough, Emperor Qiong Yuan didn't look over intently, and said that the concubine was very worried, but still returned with a gentle smile.
"Father, the grandmother's birthday, the whole world is celebrated, and the children are overjoyed, but also deeply panic. They ordered a good embroiderer from Suzhou, and it took more than ten days for the emperor's grandmother to send it to the emperor's birthday. ."
Huo Qiu's voice was cold, and he didn't say anything too quickly. There was neither an eagerness to ask for credit nor an anger to be framed in his expression. Except for those extraordinarily deep pupils, the whole person was no different from usual.
Tang Zhuozhuo let go of her lips suddenly, and a large stone was pressed down on her heart. She could only see Huo Qiu's tall and straight back, but she could outline his cold face like a moon in her heart.
Since he said that, he would naturally come to the end.
The eyes of the six princes flashed crazily for a while, and then lightly sneered: "Brother emperor don't sell it. Although the emperor is not as knowledgeable as the emperor, he still hasn't heard that a small veil will take more than ten days."
There was a moment of whispering from the minister seat below.
Emperor Qiongyuan glanced coldly and moved his lips: "Fourth old man, tell me."
Huo Qiu's face didn't change his color, and he cherished the veil and stretched it out. The snow-white silk kerchief had fine stitches, which looked as smooth as silk.
The empress dowager only saw a few tricks on the top, and straightened up, her expression in a trance.
When Huo Qi saw this, the concubine looked at the concubine, and suppressed the anxiety in his heart, forcing himself to listen to Huo Qiu to continue.
"The sixth brother doesn't know what the emperor's grandfather said, but it is natural to follow suit."
When these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.
The emperor's grandfather in Huo Qiu's mouth is undoubtedly the emperor, is it possible that this small piece of veil also involves the emperor?
"When the son was young, the emperor's grandfather often taught him to ride and shoot. In his spare time, he always talked with the son of his early encounter with the emperor's grandmother."
Speaking of this, Huo Qiu raised his head, looked at the empress dowager with red eyes, and said slowly: "The grandson would follow the emperor's grandfather's instructions to embroider the ancient house with curling smoke on the fine snow mantle in Suzhou. There are clear springs in the gurgling mountains, green mountains and green waters are always accompanied."
"On such a great day as today, I hope to fight grandma for the emperor's grandfather and smile."
The mother next to the Queen Mother walked to Huo Qiu, took up the square veil, and presented it to the Queen Mother's table.
Emperor Qiong Yuan squinted his eyes, then looked at the panicked sixth child, and laughed inexplicably: "The fourth child's mind is rare."
Huo Qi couldn't laugh anymore. Hearing the compliments from the officials underneath, his heart was painful. If it weren't for the concubine's warning gaze, he really wanted to ask questions regardless.
Just such a piece of rag, just as he said with a mouth, why didn't he hear the first emperor say more?
But he held it back tightly, and there was no need to ask any more. Looking at the expression of the empress dowager, everything had an answer.
What Huo Qiu said is true.
But obviously his people have replaced this veil with an ordinary palace maid!
The anger in Huo Qi's mind burned his reason, and felt that the replaced veil hidden in his sleeve became a bright joke.
Up to now, he can only think of one explanation.
Huo Qiu had noticed his small movements a long time ago, and then left it unconsciously, just to wait for him and his mother concubine to put their faces together and be slapped severely by him.
They did not hesitate to play scheming under the eyes of the emperor, but they got the praise of Huo Qiu from the Manchu civil and military, and the crown prince was still firmly seated, but they were stealing chickens and not losing their rice!
Tang Zhuozuo was even more surprised than him. Her hands on her knees were still trembling slightly, but her eyes were fixed on Huo Qiu's straight loose back, and she had to admire him for his immediate response.
Such a dead end can be completely escaped, and it is indeed worthy of a generation of emperors, calm and resourceful, much better than Huo Qizhi and his like.
She hadn't thought about so much, but thought that Huo Qiu had made up the veil on the spot, and happened to hit the Queen Mother's heart.
The queen mother above took the veil and stroked it for a while. The corners of her eyes were wet, and she said to Emperor Qiongyuan on the side: "This is a picture drawn by your father himself. The Aijia thought he was joking, but she didn't want to take it seriously. ."
Emperor Qiongyuan leaned over to take a look, and then smiled: "Everyone knows the affection between the father and the queen."
"This matter, the fourth child has worked hard, and Ai Jia is very happy."
Huo Qiu lowered his eyelids, an icy cold air appeared in his deep pupils, and he retreated to his seat without being surprised, and directly faced Tang Zhuo's bright and bright eyes that hid Xinghai.
How silly.
Huo Qiu sat down and took a sip of the wine in the glass calmly. The mellow smell was long, and the mouth of the left hand on his knee was a strong black and purple. He faintly frowned, and took another sip of the wine to press down. Severe pain.
Unexpectedly, a delicate little hand touched him, and gently pulled his cuff, Huo Qiu's expression moved, his entire left palm was already painful and numb, but he clearly felt the temperature of that hand, sweet and warm.
"His Royal Highness, did you know that they would do something at the birthday gift?" Tang Zhuozuo asked in a low voice, holding a small jade cup and covering his face with a wide cuff.
A heartbreaking pain spread from the tiger's mouth to the entire arm, Huo Qiu's face was gloomy, and he caught a glimpse of her pinching the small finger bones on the jade cup, and said: "Yeah."
Tang Zhuozhuo breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he knew it, he would naturally count Huo Qi and Concubine Yan to head on.
She squinted her eyes with a smile, before she was about to drink the wine in the glass, she was pinched by a slender hand.
Tang Zhuozhuo tilted his head, the man's complexion was extremely cold, his thin lips lightly opened his cold air wanton: "You can't drink."
Tang Zhuozuo was silent, and put down the small wine glass in exile, looking cute.
"Okay, listen to your highness."
Huo Qiu's palm trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes. It was now the sixth prince Huo Qi's turn to present his birthday gift.
Huo Qicai broke free from the anger that Huo Qiu was playing with, and put on a decent smile. He was very proud of his birthday gift, and even took his steps a little lightly.
Concubine Yan's heart was uneasy, and she could hardly maintain the smile on her face. She vaguely glanced at Huo Qiu, who was still still, gritted her teeth with hatred.
What followed was a deep depression.
Her emperor is too eager for quick success and quick gains, if there is no guidance or two by herself, almost nothing is correct.
At this time, she blamed Emperor Qiongyuan again. If he treats him equally and teaches the emperor's way to her own six emperors, why would the two of them behave like this?
Tang Zhuozuo also stared at the thing in Huo Qi's hand with a good eye, with a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.
She didn't know how much Huo Qiu knew about this matter before, but now that she got his quasi-trust, she felt more and more tickle and wanted to watch a good show.
According to Huo Qiu Qizhu's temperament that he must be colder and more violent, he must have gone back for a tooth for a tooth.
Huo Qi lifted the black cloth, revealing the bamboo slips inside, and a faint smell of blood permeated.
Tang Zhuozhuo frowned and glanced at Huo Qiu sideways, only to find that a little sweat was dripping on the man's forehead, his eyes closed tightly, and the others looked at him as if he closed his eyes, but Tang Zhuozhuo trembled.
For a while, she ignored Huo Qi's birthday, moved her body closer to Huo Qiu, deliberately lowered her voice and asked, "Your Highness, is your body uncomfortable?"
Huo Qiu slowly opened his eyes, moved his stiff thumb, and said, "Nothing."
Tang Zhuozhuo lowered his eyes and looked at the man closing his eyes again, his face was very gentle, but his slender hand boldly lifted the clothes on his lap, accurately holding the wide palm.
Huo Qiumeng opened his eyes, and his head was filled with two endless pools. He couldn't use his palms, and didn't want to be embarrassed by her seeing him, so he coldly ordered: "Let go."
Tang Zhuozuo wasn't afraid of him anymore. His slight force made her fingers turn white, so she used the other hand to break his cold fingers apart one by one. It was expected that he was reluctant to force her.
Huo Qiu stared at her pink face for a long time, and immediately twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled indifferently, so ugly things, let her see if she wanted to.
The left and right are just a little bit more disgusted with him.
Tang Zhuozuo pulled the man's palm to her lap, and didn't dare to make much movement, only with a quick glance from the outside light, he was startled by what he saw.
A large area of ​​purple and black is like a bunch of monster flowers, occupying the position of his left hand from the tiger's mouth to the palm of his hand, and the color becomes deep at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally freezes on the deep black.
The smile on Tang Zhuozhuo's peach blossom face disintegrated, and she clicked her lips, but she couldn't say anything.
Her eye sockets were a little red, somehow she restrained herself from crying in public, but the decent smile on her face could no longer be maintained.
Southern Xinjiang Gu worm.
How did Huo Qiu get into the body by Gu worm? It hurts like this without saying a word, how long has he been planting Gu?
Tang Zhuozhuo's heart trembled, and there were too many questions that no one answered, and she couldn't say a word with the twists and turns in her heart.
Huo Qiu felt sweat on her slender palms, thinking she was frightened, and the sharp pain in her palms slowly weakened. He moved his fingertips and withdrew his hand.
Don't even dare to look at her eyes.
In the hall, Huo Qi's gaze was triumphant, spreading the bamboo slips layer by layer, the blood-colored lower letters were densely packed, and the faint fishy smell mixed with the fragrance in the hall.