Chapter 72:

Tang Zhuozuo blushed a little, but his eyes were still hooking him, and he slowly stretched out his little finger to hook the sachet on the man's body to play with.
A man has always been very tight-lipped and never praised her much, but there are a lot of faults. Now that she is talking about love in this stall, she feels a little embarrassed to be the most shameless and skinless one used to.
"What did the emperor say about this?"
Huo Qiu finally saw some blood on her face, and finally a trace of warmth appeared in her deep eyes.
"It's nothing, go to sleep, it won't hurt to wake up tomorrow morning."
Tang Zhuozuo was indeed a little sleepy, and he could not help but close his eyes after barely drinking a bowl of medicine.
Huo Qiu put the person on the bed at this time, and the moment he turned around, a turbulent storm was already in his eyes. He opened the curtain and the cold wind poured on him, Li Desheng stayed outside.
"The emperor, there is news from Wang Yi. The man was indeed rescued by the six princes."
Not surprisingly, Huo Qiu lifted his lips to reveal a sarcasm, and asked: "Is it possible to find out who rescued it?"
"The emperor, I haven't found out yet, but after hearing the report from the secret guard, it seems that Wang Yi's broken hand muscles and hamstrings have been repaired, and now they are no different from normal people."
When putting people in prison, they naturally did not use torture less. They could even say that they could only endure him with a sigh of relief, and he could be saved just like that. There are only a handful of people in the world with such superb medical skills.
When the emperor became suspicious, Jiang Jianxi, known as the genius doctor, was the first to be suspected.
As if he knew what Huo Qiu was thinking, Quan An frowned and said: "The dark guard stared at Jiang Jianxi all day, and did not realize that he had left the capital, drying medicine and alchemy all day long, no longer just making tea and reading medical books, except There will be nothing else."
Huo Qiu seemed to be less concerned about Wang Yi's affairs, and turned to ask about Huo Qi's movement.
"The six princes have moved frequently with the Mongolian people recently, which seems to have the meaning of contact."
Huo Qiu was intently, thinking of the degree to which the Utamu was concerned about the girl in Nanping Palace, but he didn't worry much.
If this Mongolian Khan really had a different mind, how could he come here for several years of autumn hunting?

After a few days of rain, Tang Zhuozuo really hurt for a few days. It wasn't until the fourth day that the pain in his lower abdomen was completely relieved, and it was really a small death.
Autumn hunting is usually half a month's work, and now that most of the days have passed, the female family members have also begun to learn to ride and shoot, although they are just some fur, it is considered an eye-opener.
Tang Zhuozhuo changed his riding clothes to wash, and Zhu Liu came in. She sat down and rested for a while before suddenly asking, "Zhuzhuo, what do you think of Qingyuan's son?"
When asked about this unexpectedly, Tang Zhuozuo was also stunned for a moment, and then blinked, moving closer to Zhu Liu.
"I haven't noticed before, how come you suddenly mention him?"
"The mother concubine exchanged posts with Qingyuan Houfu, and the marriage between me and Qingyuan Hou Shizi was decided." Zhu Liu said this in a very calm manner, without anxiety and without expectation, as if she was just saying that we had lunch today. What is the same.
Tang Zhuo suffocated her heart. She caught Zhu Liu's white and tender hands, her face full of disbelief: "Liu Li, why are you..."
"...Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Her beautiful eyes were a little round, and her tone was still incredible, and her men couldn't help but use some force.
Zhu Liu in turn calmed her, her lips lightened, and there was no emotion on the side, "I heard the mother and concubine say that the family is good, and the house is clean and not a patriarch. The couples in Qingyuan are also very kind, and they will get along well after marriage ."
After that, she curled her lips and smiled softly: "Speaking of which I am still a year older than you, how come you will marry yourself this year, or you will become an old girl."
Tang Zhuozuo looked a little distressed. She could no longer understand Zhu Liu’s feelings for the tower curtain. Her lips squirmed for a moment, and she persuaded,
Why are you doing this? He came with a betrothal gift, sincerely. You just accept it, so why..."
Why force yourself to marry someone you never know each other?
Don't you feel wronged?
She couldn't say these things, but Zhu Liu understood them all.
"Zhao'er, have you ever thought that one day when you are old and look waning, your red face will disappear, and the emperor will be surrounded by many new people, the scene of Yingyingyanyan going to your palace every day?
Zhu Liu's black pupils were distinct, and his voice was so good to hear, but Tang Zhuozuo was taken aback when asked.
She has been avoiding this problem subconsciously.
Huo Qiu is not a patriarch. He hasn't been to anyone else's palace since she was born again, not once.
Coupled with being so spoiled by him, Tang Zhuozhuo almost really thought that life would go by like this gradually, but could it be that they were not only husbands and wives, but also empresses.
Thinking about this, Tang Zhuozuo felt a little distracted. She pinched a tender and watery rose with her fingertips, curled her lips and said helplessly: "Why haven't you thought about it?"
"But such a scene is not something I can avoid if I want to avoid it. Since I enjoy my status above ten thousand people and the favor of the emperor, I have to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. Associate the harem. This is the queen's duty."
Zhu Liu's eyes were a little frustrated. She shook her head and muttered to herself: "I can't stand it. Just thinking about the scene makes my heart hurt."
"So I would rather marry into Qingyuan Houfu."
Although her voice was small, she was strong in every word. Tang Zhuozhuo stroked her black hair with her slender fingers, and whispered, "Liu Li, are you thinking about it?"
"If you really want to do it, I will go to your majesty's decree to go to Yangdao to give the marriage imperial decree, and be more decent anyway, so that the people in Qingyuan Houfu dare not deceive you."
Zhu Liu wiped the corners of his eyes with the kerchief indiscriminately, and said far-fetched: "Wait when I return to Beijing."
As soon as Zhu Liu left, the smile on Tang Zhuozhuo's face slowly subsided. She picked up the fresh flower pruning that Xiaoyin had just exchanged, and turned to ask An Xia, who had come in with the cake, "Qingyuan Hou Shizi is in Kyoto. What's your comment?"
When An Xia heard the master's question about this, she became energetic and brought the rumors she heard one by one.
"Niang, Qingyuan Hou Shizi traveled far away. I traveled for several years this time, and I came back not long ago." An Xia didn't know what had come to mind, and suddenly said, "Is the Niang Niang going to see yesterday's riding and shooting? It is Qingyuan Hou Shizi. After winning the championship, riding so fast on the horse, and hitting the bullseye with an arrow, I heard that the emperor gave a reward."
The silver scissors in Tang Zhuozhuo's hand paused on the flower branch, she then concentrated on trimming, frowning and whispering: "Really? That's really good."
Just don't know what's behind this bright moon-like son's mask, but the inside is exactly the same?
Later, Huo Qiu raised the curtain and came in.
It's not like being in the palace here, and there is no need to deal with so many tedious government affairs, it's a rare leisure time.
It was the grassland again in November, so it was particularly cold. Tang Zhuozuo saw him coming in, smiled and put down the scissors, and walked over to untie his cloak.
She is so obedient, with an unknown floral scent on her body, and it smells very lightly and well. Huo Qiu raised her eyebrows and her voice was clear and juicy: "Why are you so obedient today?"
Tang Zhuozhuo pursed his lips and chuckles, his eyes moistened with thin flattery, the weakness and paleness of a few days ago faded away, and even his voice was a little brisk: "When is the concubine behaved?"
As soon as these words were spoken, An Xia and Zi Huan both lowered their heads, a little guilty.
My master was spoiled by the emperor more and more spoiled. When he came to the confinement, he cried so much that the master’s son was full of tears. He stiffened and promised for a while. Not to mention the benefits, even personally took a hot kerchief to the master. On the lower abdomen, I repeatedly tested the temperature.
Such a man is hard to find in ordinary people's homes with lanterns. He is the most noble one in this world.
I just don't know if my master has received such meticulous care from your majesty, whether he can withstand the heavy wind and frost and alienation in the future.
The new man replaces the old man, as has been the case since ancient times.
The curtain opened, and some cold wind poured in. Huo Qiu was afraid of cooling her, so he stood at the door and waited for her body to get warmer before he held the fragrant and soft little girl in his arms.
"Something to do at night?"
Tang Zhuozhuo nodded, pointing to the red berries that had been dried yesterday and the vase on the side of the wall, and said, "The concubine thought about it several times today, crushed the fruit and squeezed out the juice, and then crushed the petals. The flower mud will be dried together for more than ten days. When it is finished, add some peach-flavored spices, the mouth fat will be beautiful."
Huo Qiu's gaze stayed on her pink lips for a while, and her voice was clear and moist with a slight smile, "Why add peach-flavored spices?"
Tang Zhuozhuo raised his eyes, and changed his mouth steadily: "Then add the fragrant pear flavor."
Although she said so on her lips, she looked at Huo Qiu's eyes clearly with aversion.
The man asked knowingly.
Huo Qiu rubbed her blushing lips, and the coldness of the whole body disappeared like a sudden encounter with the warm sun. He laughed a few times, and put his arms around the squeamish bag to coax meaningfully: "Just add peach flavor, sweet and delicious , I am happy."
"I can't remember what day it is today?"
Tang Zhuozhuo didn't answer, but smiled at the corners of his eyes and brows. Since getting up in the morning, the two maids have been talking about her birthday today. If they were in the palace, they would have had a good time.
Tang Zhuozhuo didn't care much, but he didn't realize that this man still remembers this.
"Have your majesty prepare birthday gifts for his concubines?"
No need to think, since this man came to ask her, he must have prepared it.
These two days have been uneasy, because of the affair between the prince of Nanping and the second girl of Qi Guogong, the city is now full of storms, and those rumors can't be suppressed.
In the end, there was no way. Zhu Lu was reluctant, and entered the tent of Qi Guogong. Who knew he was beaten out by a few sticks before he said a few words.
Under the eyes of everyone, Qi Guogong's roar continued for a long time, and the matter completely froze.
Outsiders thought that what Qi Guogong put down during that day and night was just angry words.
The girls in the government of Qi State will either never marry all their lives, but if they want to marry, they must be a beloved who really loves the girl and has a good character.
It was like an invisible slap slapped on the face of the Nanping Prince's Mansion, and even the face of everyone in the mansion.
And the thorough investigation that day said, naturally became empty words, nothing left.
Apart from watching the show, Tang Zhuozuo felt a little distressed for the second girl who had only met once.
Huo Qiu squinted his eyes and instructed Li Desheng to bring things up.
A picture scroll lying quietly in the brocade box, white scroll and black background, the collision of colors is particularly exciting.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt a little bit. He took the picture scroll and slowly spread it on the desk. It rolled to the end. The little white coat was lined with the plain snow. The woman above her smiled happily, and a small face was faintly visible. People's flattery is still green in the end.
The background is the Luoyin Bridge covered in snow.
Tang Zhuozuo remembered clearly that she was the water that fell near this bridge, and the cold water in the winter almost killed her.