Chapter 86: Two more

The scarlet in Huo Qiu's eyes became more serious. The man was tired for a few days without closing his eyes very much.
Tang Zhuozhuo's fingers were slightly cool, and only when he touched his cuff, the man squeezed his snow-white wrist vigorously, and the skin on the upper circle was reddened with naked eyes.
The bitter ambergris on the man's body was so compelling that it was inevitable for her to retreat and then retreat. Tang Zhuozuo was forced to meet his gaze. At this sight, he was shocked, and his body became stiff.
Huo Qiu only felt that his forbearance had reached its limit. There were a few eye-catching veins protruding from the back of his hand, and the sound of blood flowing under the flesh could be faintly heard. His voice was dumb and dumb, and his tone was extremely dangerous: "Jiaojiao don't ask. What did I do in Qianqing Palace?"
This woman has such a keen sense of smell, he still has the scent of rouge and gouache from the palace lady, she has clearly smelled it, how can she be so indifferent?
Tang Zhuozhuo was in pain, her shell teeth gently knocked on her lower lip, but her lips were really red and white. She curled her eyebrows, lowered her head and said nothing.
Huo Qiu's eyes became colder and colder, and he smiled angrily, and brushed the clothes Zhang Desheng was holding to the ground. The buttons and the ground made a refreshing sound, disturbing the dead silence in the room.
Tang Zhuozhuo trembled slightly, and his eyelashes trembled a few times.
This was the first time she saw Huo Qiufa in such a big fire since she was reborn. The awkwardness and disputes in the past have become petty troubles, but this time it was very different.
"The emperor..." Her voice was like honey, but what she said made Huo Qiu feel his heart cold.
"The concubine is fine."
Looking over from Huo Qiu's point of view, a shadow fell on the young girl's porcelain-white jade face, and her expression was unclear, but his blood instantly turned into ice, and even his breathing was a little unstable.
Is it true generosity, or does it simply do not care?
Tang Zhuozhuo's hair was astringent, and he was full of words, but he didn't know how to speak, and he couldn't even deceive what he said in the end.
"Tang Zhuozuo, the maid just rubbed my eyebrows for me, and put all of her body on me." Huo Qiu approached step by step, his eyes were so cold that he couldn't see a trace of temperature, but he spoke extremely slowly. Every syllable of the word is full of hostility.
The light fragrance on his body disturbed people's mind, and Tang Zhuozhuo was in a daze for a moment before reluctantly twitching the corners of his lips.
There is no need for him to say that since the lady of the palace went out of Ci Ning Palace, she could guess what was going to happen later.
The only thing missing is that this man will come to Changchun Palace at this time, and he is still so angry.
The man waited for her to reply, but she just bit her lower lip gently, with a look that couldn't be more wronged.
The fire in Huo Qiu's heart seemed to have encountered hot oil, and it burned him to scream and release chills everywhere. His fingers were long and sharp, and he firmly pinched her chin, which was as delicate as snow, to her ear. The voice was too soft: "Jiaojiao, you sent the person to my bed in person."
For some reason, Tang Zhuozuo heard this sentence, and a sourness suddenly surged on the tip of her nose. She turned her head away, unwilling to let him see her rebellious look.
She is unhappy, very unhappy!
Why would she like this?
Huo Qiu saw that she was only frowning slightly, and there was not even a slight fluctuation on her face. He suddenly felt a little discouraged. He gave a low laugh, then let go of her sharp chin, and instead stroked her lazily. With her delicate eyebrows, she felt the little girl's trembling, and felt very uncomfortable.
"Jiaojiao, I do what you like every time. This time, do you want me to listen to you again?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly, but he forced out all the panic and helplessness in Tang Zhuozhuo's bones.
The little woman stood silently, without speaking, her eyes were dyed reddishly, and she looked very pitiful.
Huo Qiu left her side and kicked the exquisitely carved deck chair to fall apart. The sawdust flew horizontally. He finally took a deep look at Tang Zhuozhuo. The woman still pressed her lips, but the teardrops, Still flowed down the cheeks.
Hostility and rage surged in his heart, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind on the peak of a snow-capped mountain, "When I was a prince, I asked the first emperor to give me a marriage, and I don't want to wrong you."
"Tall Ma, Shili Hongzhuang, I didn't ask you to personally push people onto my bed today!"
After that, Huo Qiu left the Changchun Palace without looking back.
Tang Zhuozuo wanted to go to sit on the bed, but he did not listen, his feet were too soft, his clothes and the sawdust were scattered all over the floor, except for the outside calling from the north wind. Sound.
If he doesn't leave, he is afraid that he can't bear her tears, and then promises her anything.
Zi Huan and An Xia were uneasy, and asked softly outside: "Manny, do you want the slaves to come in and clean up?"
They all listened to such a loud sound.
Tang Zhuozuo gently shook his head and said, "It's okay, my palace is exhausted, let's talk about it tomorrow."
As soon as the words fell, there was no sound outside.
Tang Zhuozhuo pressed her lips tightly, her face was paper-white. She slowly bent down, picked up the man's Chinese clothes that had been brushed on the ground and mixed in the wooden block, and finally rubbed the corners of her eyes. Finally she couldn't bear it and her eyes were red.
She was anxious to get tangled up just now, as in the past, pulling his sleeve to tell him that she didn't like him touching other women.
How can you be happy
There was silence all night, and Huo Qiu never came back.
When the morning light tore the darkness to reveal the first ray of light on the second day, Tang Zhuozuo opened his eyes, and there was chaos in his mind.
The weather today is fine, the sun is rarely out, and the warm light casts down, pushing back the coldness in the winter.
Tang Zhuozhuo used the dry bamboo branches to move the fine salt of the flowers in the cup, his expression was a little lazy, and the black green under him could not be covered by powder. Tang Zhuozhuo looked at the person in the bronze mirror, and it was a while. He narrowed his mouth and said, "If you can't cover it, don't cover it. You simply won't go anywhere today."
She stroked a moist bracelet with her green fingers, and her beautiful eyes were full of frustrated discouragement, or An Xia reminded: "Niang, have you forgotten? When the genius doctor Zijiang will go to the palace, he will be treated for you. ."
After she said so, Tang Zhuozuo twitched the corners of his mouth and pursed his lips, "Is there anything else? My palace has completely forgotten."
After breakfast, Tang Zhuozhuo lay down on the soft couch and read a book. Her fingers lightly moved across the pages of the book, and she was in a trance before her eyes. This was the one she would go to the West Attic to take down when she was born again. The man said he would put it back when he finished watching, but she hasn't finished watching it until now.
Suddenly, her heart felt like she was stuffed with cotton wool. It didn't hurt, but it was so uncomfortable. It was so hard to convince herself, but she was defeated in every detail.
She didn't want to read anymore, gently buckled the scroll in her hand on the small table, and rubbed the painful area of ​​her eyebrows tiredly.
These things came one after another, causing her a headache.
An Xia lifted the bead curtain to enter, lowered her head and reported anxiously, saying: "Niang, the genius doctor Jiang is here."
Tang Zhuozhuo's beautiful eyes flashed past, before he was about to speak, and then listened to An Xia said: "I heard that your Majesty has also come from Qianqing Palace."
The smile on Tang Zhuozhuo's face was lost, her fingers moved slightly, and then she squinted and said, "Invite someone in."
An Xia nodded and retreated respectfully.
Tang Zhuozuo hadn't seen Jiang Jianxi for a long time. At first glance, he looked neat and handsome. The first reaction was that he felt strange.
At this moment, Zhang Desheng's shrill voice reached everyone's ears, "The emperor is here!"
Tang Zhuozhuo sorted out the folds at the cuffs, and bowed to the calm-looking man who came in by the striding meteor.
Jiang Jianxi's expression did not change, but he stared at Tang Zhuozuo's complexion thoughtfully for a long time, calmly.
"Look at the queen."
Huo Qiu's face was gloomy, and he didn't look at Tang Zhuozhuo from the beginning to the end, but the peripheral light was still uncontrollably following the movement of the delicate body, completely out of alignment.
Jiang Jianxi responded with a smile, and put his fingers on Tang Zhuozuo's fat-like wrist through the snow-white veil. As time went by, the smile on his face faded inch by inch.
Huo Qiu had noticed something wrong, and the fingers behind him moved. Several distinct veins appeared on the back of his hand, and the tight string in his heart was flicked again.
Jiang Jianxi took the veil and got up, but when he raised his eyes, he unexpectedly met a pair of extremely cold autumn water eyes. With a slight warning, he curled his lips.
The little girl's character has not changed at all.
Itchy people.
Huo Qiu turned the Buddha beads in his hand a few times, his eyes were cold, breaking the slightly strange atmosphere, and asked: "How?"
Tang Zhuozhuo's eyelashes trembled a few times, and his fingers moved slightly.
Jiang Jianxi's voice was clear and moist, but Tang Zhuozhuo made half of his face white. He stood beside Huo Qiu, neither humble nor overbearing, one without anger but prestige, the other gentle and clean.
"The emperor, can Caomin say something to the emperor alone"
Once this was said, Tang Zhuozhuo broke a silver tooth. She didn't know what Jiang Jianxi wanted to say to Huo Qiu, but she could perceive something in the midst of it. That was definitely not what she hoped. Huo Qiu heard it.
"Can't you say it in front of me?"
Tang Zhuozuo forced a few smiles to make it more natural when he said that.
But what kind of characters Jiang Jianxi and Huo Qiu are, her subtle expressions and movements can't hide a single trace.
Huo Qiu finally glanced at her lightly, and said, "Yes."
The final word.
This chat is the time for two sticks of incense.
On the flower branches in the small courtyard outside, listening to two small birds, tilted their heads and chirping, they added a touch of vitality to this windy winter.
Tang Zhuozhuoyu held his cheek in his hand, frowned and casually took the bracelet on his hand and knocked the walnuts to eat. The jade with excellent water head could not withstand such a toss, but two seams were split, and it was ruined.
An Xia and Zihuan looked at each other, but there was no way.

In the side hall of the Changchun Palace, Huo Qiu was sitting on a bench boldly, his bright yellow robe brushed across the corner of the table, dazzling people, he tapped his long fingers slightly, raised his sword eyebrows, and asked leisurely: " What is the Queen’s body?"
She has to hide it from herself
Jiang Jianxi's mouth was filled with a warm smile, but the smile only overflowed on the epidermis, not reaching the bottom of his eyes, and asked, "The emperor hadn't seen the doctor in the palace long ago."
What is the result, the bottom of my heart is naturally clear.
Huo Qiu finally held back his expression slowly, and after a while, his voice became dumb and asked: "Is there really no way?"
Jiang Jianxi searched for a soft stool and sat down with a calm expression. Hearing this, the black light in his eyes flashed by, and he seemed to be interested in the words, even his lips were stained. A kind of playful smile.
"The Tang family girl can't understand the situation like this today. I told her three years ago."
The more Jiang Jianxi spoke, the lighter his tone was, and he took a sip of tea and raised his eyes, "There is a way. I have only two apprentices in Jiang Jianxi's life. Naturally, I have considered everything properly."
Huo Qiu's frowning eyebrows finally loosened, the long-standing depression in his heart dissipated a lot, and even the brows were a little less sharp.
He stood up slowly, his voice melted like snow, "As long as the husband is willing to take action and add officials to the ranks, it is real money, if I can do it, I will not be stingy."
Jiang Jianxi smiled and shook his head with a deep expression on his face. He also stood up, looking like Qingrun Shujun's son. He turned his eyes slightly and said, "The emperor knows why that girl doesn't want you and me to talk alone."
Speaking of this, Huo Qiu moved his index finger, and the dull pupil color became even deeper.
He naturally noticed that the woman was in the wrong state, and she must have concealed something from him, and she did not want to let herself know about this concealment.
"Why"
Jiang Jianxi looked at the tea cup he was holding for a long time, rubbing his fingers on the delicate pattern, and after a while, as if thinking of something funny, he curled his lips and put the tea cup down.
"The emperor didn't know. I tried my best to renew that girl's life. Later, when she left the temple, I gave her three pills to keep her healthy. I took one of them and took the other two. I told her to take it around her nineteenth birthday."
The words were not rushed, but Huo Qiu's eyelids jumped a few times, half of the man's body was caged in the icy darkness, and the expression on his face was chilling.
Jiang Jianxi grabbed the playfulness on his face and sat down on the stool again, slowly saying: "In front of the emperor’s bed, when I first saw your Majesty, I smelled the medicinal aroma of the pills. At that time, you must have taken that pill not long ago."
As he was talking, he sighed slowly, spread his hands, and then said: "This shocking horse incident is just an incentive. When I asked that girl, she couldn't hear a word."