Chapter 38:

The night slowly chased into the other courtyard, like a huge black cloth, covering all the light without leaving a trace, and even the cold wind in the forest was dark and silent.
Tang Zhuozuo felt that the man was a little abnormal, and he couldn't see what his expression was, and he was unavoidably drumming.
"Is your Royal Highness angry?" She was petite and petite, and she was hugged by him on a soft stool. She turned around and asked him, and then whispered a little annoyedly: "It's my concubine that is out of shape. It's time to go out."
Huo Qiu let go of her and stood up slowly. There was still no change in the expression on Leng Yi's face, but the hand that was hanging on one side was held and released, avoiding her question. , Just don't smile deeply: "Who said that I was waiting for the lonely tonight?"
Tang Zhuozhuo blushed, her apricot eyes filled with water mist flowed, and she lowered her eyes slightly and said, "Speaking to your Royal Highness."
Then he said: "I thought your Highness would not be back tonight."
Huo Qiu nodded lightly, his cold black robe almost blended with the night outside, only his voice had a bit of warmth: "Gucai was called back by Jiaojiao after a night without returning. If he doesn't return, Jiao Isn't Jiao going to make her chest hurt again?"
This little squeamish bag only screams for pain every day, which is obviously to make others angry.
His voice was so petty, Tang Zhuozuo stretched out his delicate palm and covered his face, then peeped at him from the gap between his fingers, and then emphasized, "It will hurt."
Huo Qiu laughed and said to Li Desheng: "Gu stayed at Youqu Pavilion tonight, to bring the memorabilia that Gu had to deal with."
Such a hooky little thing, he will not let it go tonight.
Tang Zhuozhuo turned his head, his mind turned, and he walked slowly to Huo Qiu's side, rubbing his eyebrows with his slender white fingers, and the charming beauty suddenly felt like a tender heart.
She hummed uncomfortably, peering at the man's face, her voice was low and weak: "Concubine has a headache."
Huo Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the woman in front of him, and said for a while: "Do you want to drink medicine again?"
Tang Zhuozhuo put down the wide sleeves covering her face, the silver thread on her clothes was gleaming, her face was like a peach blossom, she twisted a piece of plum cake to her mouth, bulging her cheeks and said vaguely: "I'm just a little hungry, so your Highness does not need to worry."
A faint smile appeared in Huo Qiu's eyes, and it seemed that the whole person was slightly softer. The woman's waist was slender and unbearable. The raised apricot eyes were as clear as water, but the conspicuous little peanut at the corner of her eye took the limelight. .
Huo Qiu's eyes were a little dark, and a series of flames lit up inside.
It was extremely cold that winter, and the little girl was wearing a white jacket with a red jacket. The white fluff made her face extremely white and charming, but she accidentally fell into the lake.
He was pure-hearted and low-spirited for so long. After saving people that day, he was soaked and cold, but his heartbeat was ridiculously fast. The little girl was trembling in a coma, her lips were purple with cold, her eyes could not be opened, only two hands were shaking his chest clothing.
He couldn't do a hero's job to save the United States. He put people in the pavilion and attracted the woman who was waiting next to her and then returned to the palace. No one knew about that, and he didn't pay attention to Tang Zhuozuo.
Just a woman. Even if it is a woman who frequently dreams, even if she still keeps the jade pendant that fell from her body, it can't shake him Huo Qiu.
But the long-depressed feelings burst out after seeing her again, unstoppable.
Every night is like a dream of those eyes with tears, and it is another midnight dream. Huo Qiu stayed all night, and then asked the woman some things coldly, and naturally he knew the king. Yi.
He thought of plundering!
A man like Wang Yi cannot protect her.
After so much thought, the two of them quarreled countlessly, but at the end of the day, she interceded with the ups and downs. It was ridiculous!
Tang Zhuozuo was a little uncomfortable by Huo Qiu. She moved her body, but Huo Qiu was hooked around her waist. The man's body was hot and approaching with a scorching temperature. She blinked before she wanted to ask questions. His slender index finger stroked the peach blossom at the corner of her eye.
She flinched a little, and greeted his gaze with embarrassment and explained: "This is the color of the concubine's boring time after grinding the flower juice and adding paint. The painting is suitable for the corners of her eyes and is not obtrusive. How does your Highness feel? ?"
Huo Qiu smiled slowly, his eyes fiery, and said, "Excellent."
More than suitable? It's simply intriguing.
The cool breeze was rustling, the wind outside made the windows creak, the red candles in the room flickered, the cold fragrance of Ling Ling slowly spread, and the depressed depression of Tang Zhuo's heart slowly dissipated with Huo Qiu's attitude.
Fortunately, he believed her.
Her hand was soft as if it were boneless, and she pulled his wide sleeves lightly and gently, frowning and asked, "Is Linglong Pavilion under His Highness?"
Huo Qiu paused, throwing aside a long-form memoir, and asked casually, "Why did you say this?"
Looking at the change in his expression under his eyes, Tang Zhuozhuo had a grain of fructose in his mouth, his eyes were shallowly curved into a crescent shape, but his body was tilted into Huo Qiu's arms as if drunk.
Huo Qiu moved her body and hugged her so well, she saw her sideways smiling, the silver bells under her feet shook softly with the movement, crisp into his ears, he felt helpless before he wanted to speak, so she used her delicate fingers. He raised his chin frivolously.
"Jiaojiao is so presumptuous, so what kind of style?" He looked sullen, but his tone was not angry. Tang Zhuozhuo used to climb up the pole, rubbing his soft stubble with his soft fingertips, circle after circle. The circle turned around, pushing the man slightly raised his chin and lower abdomen tightly.
"Your Royal Highness is not pleased?" Tang Zhuozhuo exhaled and whispered in his ear, and slowly took away his hand delicately, but was grasped by Huo Qiu.
"I want to play?" His eyes live up to the coldness of the past, and every inch fell on her extremely coquettish face, "Is the account that I set aside earlier and I have to take care of it tonight?"
Tang Zhuozhuo gave a fierce little hand, then smirked, and clicked on Huo Qiu's chest. Huo Qiu's voice was low and hoarse, and he knocked on the long table with long pointers, watching The melodrama opened up and raised his eyebrows: "Is Gu to play with Jiaojiao first, or do political affairs first?"
There was a little starlight in Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes. She got up and slowly withdrew from the arms of the man. The veil embroidered with plum-patterned road seemed to bring a little fragrance to the tip of Huo Qiu's nose, but the soft female voice was farther away: "Concubine, go take a bath ，His Royal Highness can concentrate on political affairs.

Outside the palace, she wanted to take a bath without a hot spring pool, but put the hot water in a bathtub after a long time, but if so, Tang Zhuozuo sighed lowly.
The steam was steaming, her body was immersed in the water, and her eyes were gradually blurred. An Xia and Zihuan were standing on both sides, with a flower basket slung in their hands, filled with fresh petals.
"Manny, Your Royal Highness is really serious about you, and you have to ask everything, even the porridge cooked in the morning was specially ordered." An Xia's joy in her voice was not concealed, and a handful of rose petals were thrown in her hand. .
Tang Zhuozhuo closed his eyes and did not speak, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and the scene in his dream was extremely clear as if he appeared in front of him, especially Wang Yi's hideous expression and his words.
The more she thought about it, the more things went wrong, she let out a sigh of relief, feeling unsure.
Since she can be reborn, it is possible that the content of the dream is not just a void.
The cool breeze moved slightly in the summer night. When she stood up from the bathtub and dressed, a few drops of water on her delicate and white shoulders slid all the way and disappeared below her calves.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt a little bit about what would happen next. Since she was reborn and brought back the current situation for a total of one or two months, he has not touched anyone else. After holding back for such a long time, the dark color of his eyes made her startled today. .
The memory of the wedding night in the bridal chamber is really not good, but as long as he thinks of his arms around other women, and softens his brows, he will frown for a long time.
Regardless of the past, at least she is now his wife, and she is justified.
Huo Qiu was sitting on the outside of the screen, his deep eyes filled with black ink, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't even see a word of the song in his hand.
The word he hates most is Wang Yi, especially when these two words appeared in Tang Zhuozhuo's mouth, it made him gritted his teeth with hatred, and it was really a thorn in his heart.
He originally thought that this thorn would stay in his heart for a lifetime, but today, she pulled it out gently and skillfully, in a reckless way like a candy in the throat, and the taste of it flowing into the stomach is spicy and spicy. Sweet.
Especially nowadays, he has no regrets in his heart, and he is even happy.
The gentle footsteps approached, the unique cold fragrance on the little woman's body curled away, Huo Qiu took the tea cup on the table and took a sip, with an unfinished smile in his eyes, he stunned when he looked up at her. , The eyes suddenly dimmed.
Tang Zhuozuo only wore a piece of gauze, his fragrant shoulders were half exposed and uncovered, and the smooth green silk was loosely bound, and a few strands of black hair fell on the corners of his mouth and face. The most eye-catching thing was the burning open in the corner of his eyes. Peony, coquettish with a deep temptation.
As if noticing his gaze, Tang Zhuozhuo's index finger rolled the slender hair and pulled the tulle to his shoulder, but he couldn't hide anything at all. He complained to Huo Qiu: "The concubine said this is not beautiful. It's time to choose the pink one."
Huo Qiu slowly stood up, Tang Zhuozhuo bends the corner of his mouth and walked to him, the petite one reached the position of his chest, and said: "But looking at your Highness, he really likes it."
Whether he likes it or not, you can tell by looking at his expression, the man's mind is bright in front of him, and there is no need to guess.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt a little guilty in his heart, such a flirtation, this man would really not spare her at night.
Huo Qiu's voice was low and mute, like a guzheng string being pressed extremely tightly.
"Lonely happy." His gaze swept across her large delicate skin like a hot flame, then he smiled Shen Shen and picked her up lazily, causing Tang Zhuozuo to let out a very small exclamation.
He fell with a palm, and the bed curtain flew like a butterfly, falling lightly and very slowly.
Tang Zhuozuo was trapped between his sturdy arms, behind a soft mattress, and a man who couldn't be more cold in front of her. She bent her eyebrows, her hands all the way down, and finally reached his waist, and then slowly He hooked his belt, winking like silk.
Huo Qiu had never seen her such a sultry appearance, and his eyes were a little red from the irritation for a while, he raised his chin slightly, and sighed in his heart. Finally, don't warn her deeply: "It's more and more wanton. Up!"
The answer to his words was a pair of apricot eyes full of spring water. The owner of these eyes held his cheeks in his hands, charmingly and softly to his bones.
This is a fairy who was born to hook his soul!