Chapter 40:

Tang Zhuozhuo's body was not very relaxed, and after breakfast, he handed the written letter to An Xia and asked her to send someone to Tang Xuanwu's hands.
In Wang Yi's life, it is better to be an ineffective general.
Outside the house was green waves, and the hot air was filtered by the mountain breeze, leaving only pure coolness mixed with the freshness of the earth. Tang Zhuozhuo sat at the small stone table in the courtyard, holding a cup of warm tea in his hand. Sip lightly.
"We will change the rose in the house later, and it will be very eye-catching when I look at the cluster of Bailan."
An Xia naturally responded, and the little maid waiting on the side was completely quiet, and silently ran into the house to change the rose which had lost some of its luster.
The maids in this house were all bought from outside. I don't know what Tang Zhuozuo's identity is. I only know that the people living in it are either rich or expensive. I thought it was a lady housekeeper from Xijiang.
Tang Zhuozhao tapped the tabletop carelessly, his ten fingers touching people's hearts, and he remembered the plague.
How come Huo Qiu got infected by coincidence? The plague did not break out on a large scale in Xijiang, and disappeared after only a few days. It was obviously a man's manipulation.
How should I remind Huo Qiu about this matter?
The man's eyes can see through people's hearts, and she often reveals flaws when she says a word, and when she says something unspeakable, the man has fully understood her intentions.
But whether this matter will happen in this life is still unknown, even if it still happens, how can she make Huo Qiu beware?
If asked how she knew, how would she answer?
Will the matter of rebirth be revealed? Isn't it ridiculous?
It's really a headache.
Tang Zhuozuo took another sip of tea, and then slowly got up and went into the house to read the medical book. She still remembered the prescription for the treatment of the plague, but the herbs were hard to find, especially one of them, which grew in the jungle. , The higher the age, the better the effect, but there are not many in the palace, let alone this relatively barren Xijiang.
If there is no prescription but no medicine can be made, it is a waste of effort!
Huo Qiu had finished discussing political affairs with Liu Hanjiang in the front hall. The latter thought over and over again, or shook the feather fan in his hand, stroked his beard, and said, "There is a word, the minister does not know whether to say it."
Huo Qiu squinted at him, then slowly stood up: "between you and me, what else needs to be circumscribed?"
Liu Hanjiang still laughed, but his expression became serious. He put the fan in his hand on the table and said, "I wonder if your Royal Highness has thought deeply about the mystery hidden in the Crown Princess?"
Can easily solve the imperial doctor's helpless poison, and quietly touch the Linglong Pavilion, and even force the prince to come forward. Is this still the arrogant and overbearing daughter of Tang Mansion in the eyes of the world?
With the magical acupuncture technique alone, she couldn't be as simple as the first daughter of Tang Mansion.
However, the investigation revealed that the result was placed on the case table. It was indeed the young lady who had been spoiled by the Tang Manor and held in the palm of her hand since she was little.
When Liu Hanjiang's words came out, Huo Qiu's expression became cold.
Upon seeing this, Liu Hanjiang sighed inwardly, and still had to speak: "His Royal Highness should know that now is a critical juncture, no hidden dangers can exist, not to mention that the crown prince is with His Royal Highness every day, and the ministers have to do more. Yes I do!"
Huo Qiu faced the window, and the scene outside the window was unobstructed. The mood in his eyes was gloomy. After a long while, he said: "There is something in your loneliness, you can rest assured."
Hearing this, Liu Hanjiang smiled warmly, took the feather fan, and looked handsome and handsome again, "It's good if your Royal Highness has the bottom."
When Liu Hanjiang left, Li Desheng came in to deliver the tea. He saw his master, who was always happy and angry, broke the front jade bottle on the table. His heart suddenly shook, and the smile on his face became even more apparent. Be careful.
This is still smiling when I come out of Youqu Pavilion tomorrow morning, how come I become so angry after a while?
"Master, Niang Niang just asked someone to send a letter to Master Tang."
Huo Qiu glanced at the pile of debris on the ground before slowly retracting his hand, and asked indifferently: "What's written in the letter?"
Li Desheng's expression was a little weird, and he couldn't tell why he couldn't tell for a long time, until Huo Qiu frowned impatiently, he took a deep breath and said: "The empress wrote in the letter that Lord Tang's help, so that General Wang will be restored to his post."
The official reinstatement is the mighty general of the fourth rank!
Huo Qiu raised his eyes, a dark color inside, he closed his eyes and smiled slowly, with an extremely cold smile on his face.
"what did you say?"
After sitting for a while, Li Desheng stood up abruptly, and Li Desheng stood up from the ground, and followed behind without patting the dust on his knees, complaining inwardly.
This...what is this all about!
When Huo Qiu arrived at Youqu Pavilion, his heart calmed down slowly, but the chill filled his body, and even his heart ached slightly.
He knew who Tang Zhuozuo was. Although a lot has changed over the years, his temperament has not changed.
If you said that you didn't mean it to yourself, how could you explain the tactful whining sound last night?
But if she really does not forget Wang Yi...
Huo Qiu's face suddenly became even deeper.
When he arrived, Tang Zhuozhuo was studying the medical book, staring at the Xuncao on the album without blinking with his beautiful eyes, remembering its shape, and preparing to visit the medicinal store in Xijiang tomorrow. , See if you can find some to keep for later.
If she finds it, she won't have to worry about the Raoshizi plague.
Xu is that a man has a strong sense of existence. Tang Zhuozuo raised his eyes and saw that he was coming. Naturally, he put down the medical book in his hand and got up and walked beside him.
"Why did your Highness come before the lunch point?"
It was an inadvertent question, but it made him inexplicably irritated in Huo Qiu's eyes. Everything here, including her, is his own. How can I still score?
"I'll be here when I'm done. Is my body better?"
The person who was screaming for pain in the night, the squeamish person is now smiling, and now this person who is standing next to him and curling up is quiet and gentle.
Tang Zhuozhuo pursed his lips, a thin layer of glamorous color appeared in his wet eyes, and he stretched out his slender little finger to hook the sachet hanging from his waist.
"It's still painful. Your Royal Highness really doesn't take any pity." Her aggrieved voice was even more appealing. Huo Qiu couldn't remain indifferent at all. He hugged her on a stool and said in a deep voice, "No body. Shu Fan, don't run around."
Don't regenerate any thoughts.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt some of his emotions, but it was not surprising. How could the movement in her room be hidden from this man's eyes?
Not to mention such a big event as sending a letter to Kyoto.
The body in his arms was delicate and soft, just like last night, and even his voice was delicate and waxy. When Huo Qiu looked down, he saw the little woman twisting a strand of his ink hair around her fingertips. I walked around in the yard, but didn't go anywhere else."
She looked at Huo Qiu's expression, and saw his brows suppressing anger and talking to herself in a good manner. She felt relieved, and the inexplicable feeling quietly dispersed, and Tang Zhuozhuo narrowed his mouth.
She was so angry that she wouldn't ask her, the man's temperament was comparable to her in his previous life.
In fact, Huo Qiu didn't ask where he was. He was obviously timid. The scene of the dispute between the two is still vivid, and he doesn't want to go back to that time.
But the moment he really saw her, he subconsciously frowned and felt some doorways.
"His Royal Highness has something to worry about today? My brows are frowned so tightly." She still smiled like a flower, bright and dazzling.
Huo Qiu turned his head away and replied calmly: "Left is just a trivial matter in the hall, and it is a headache to see it alone."
Tang Zhuozhuo was petite. At this moment, most of his body was leaning against his chest. Huo Qiu glanced at her diagonally. His body was stiff for a moment. There was no way she could hold her in his arms as she wished.
Tang Zhuozhuo's index finger was slightly cold, and he rubbed his hard face a little bit, and finally pressed it to the center of his eyebrows, muttering lowly: "Frowning makes people grow old, Your Majesty, don't get old."
Huo Qiu almost laughed when he heard it, but this woman really dared to say anything.
No matter who it is, which one saw him who didn't flatter His Royal Highness, the prince's pure and noble, and the dragon and the phoenix among the people? I am afraid that the whole world who has turned around and disliked him once and twice is only the squeamish bag in his arms.
"Don't be happy when you are old?" He asked with an expression of indefatigable expression, stroking her black smooth hair.
Tang Zhuozuo put down his hand and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness was born handsome, but the concubine took advantage of it, but he will not be bad when he grows old in the future, and his concubine is really a match made in heaven."
Huo Qiu was taken aback, watching her serious theory, couldn't help but laugh low, the depression in her heart suddenly lost nine out of ten.
"You are the least faceless and skinless, you can speak everything."
Tang Zhuozuo looked up at him, facing the man's sharp sword eye.
"Today my concubine wrote a letter to Daddy." Tang Zhuozhuo pulled the sachet tied on his belt, leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed, frowned in disgust, and threw the sachet far away.
"What little temper are you playing?"
Huo Qiu grabbed one of her soft and boneless hands to play with, and did not get angry when he saw her, only that this woman became more and more lovely.
The man's previously clouded face improved like a trick in a moment, Tang Zhuozhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, bent into a crescent shape, as if thinking of something, even more unscrupulous.
"Is this sachet embroidered by Zhong Liangdi? It's the same as the fragrance in her temple, and my concubine feels uncomfortable when he smells it."
Huo Qiu frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know the loneliness."
He has never cared about these things, it is the people who are in charge.
Tang Zhuozhuo's little head nodded, the vermilion lips on the peach blossom surface were a little red, and the lips opened and closed, and his voice was like an oriole, softly and tenderly: "If your Royal Highness lacks a sachet, there are many concubines here, and your Royal Highness has a unique aura."
Huo Qiu's chest shook low and low, after all he said hello as she wanted.
Tang Zhuozuo's smile faded a lot, and he raised his head and asked him: "His Royal Highness is not curious about what is said in the letter written by his concubine to Daddy?"
Huo Qiu hugged her and sat in a different posture. He didn't even raise his brows, and hummed as usual as she wanted.
Tang Zhuozuo hummed dissatisfiedly, and stared at the man's deep eyes one by one: "The concubine said that he wanted his father to help restore Wang Yi's general position."
Huo Qiu smiled and stroked her eyebrows: "I know."
Sure enough, this man had already reacted! There is nothing to hide from his eyes.
Tang Zhuozuo was immediately discouraged, poked his hard chest in frustration, and muttered dissatisfied: "Can't your Royal Highness save some face for my concubine?"