✓Imperial Favour

Chapter 2: Rebirth

After the long darkness, a dazzling light flashed in front of Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes, she closed her eyes subconsciously, and then slowly opened them.

In the eyes are the delicate and thin bed curtains, on which the jade leaf begonia patterns are finely drawn with gold threads, and the bead and silver begonia flowers are embroidered on the upper part. She moved her fingers, and heard a woman whispering outside, as if she was asking something, and she deliberately lowered her voice.

Tang Zhuozuo sat up from the big pear blossom wood bed, and the good cloud brocade covering her body was slid down to her waist. She looked at the environment around her, and became more frightened.

The incense in the temple is the fruity scent that she is accustomed to smelling. When she breathed it into her nasal cavity, she felt that there was a hint of sweetness on the tip of her tongue. This is the fragrance... Lenggong is not broken.

People outside Xu heard the movement, and soon came in lightly. When Tang Zhuozuo woke up, he hurriedly raised the curtains of the bed. A beautiful face was full of smiles: "Is the empress awake? Want to sleep for a while?"

Tang Zhuozuo's eyes fell on her face, and he said in surprise, "An Xia?"

Xu Ye's expression was too unusual, An Xia said with some worry: "Where is the slave and maidservant, Niang, do you want someone to come in to freshen up and change clothes?"

Tang Zhuozuo realized that it was not right when she spoke out. Her voice was tender and soft, but it was clear that after three years of training, her voice had already become the sound of broken bones, plus An Xia, who was a lot younger in front of her. He was also wearing a good palace costume.

She calmly pressed down the surprise in her eyes, her voice was a little tight, "Where is this?"

"Niangniang, this is in Yiqiu Palace."

Tang Zhuozuo thought for a moment that she was listening to the left. She subconsciously held her breath, and the astonishment in her heart came out like water.

When An Xia saw that her expression was wrong, she wanted to ask a few words, but she couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she thought of her quarrel with the prince in the morning.

Tang Zhuozhao subconsciously rubbed his painful eyebrows with his hands, and found that his ten fingers were slender, delicate and white, just like the best ice porcelain, and ridiculous thoughts suddenly rushed into his mind.

"What day is today?" She pursed her lips, a little nervous.

An Xia helped her up, "It was June 3rd in the sixteenth year of Qiongyuan. Why is the empress uncomfortable? Can the slave and maid pass the imperial doctor come in?"

Her words made Tang Zhuozhuo's body stiff for a moment. In the 16th year of Qiong Yuan, it was the first year she entered the Eastern Palace to marry Huo Qiu. On June 3rd, she and Huo Qiu, who was still the prince, because of Wang Yi There was a big quarrel, and when it was time for dinner, there was a dispute again, which completely annoyed him. She herself didn't bother to look at his face. She didn't talk to him again for half a year.

But now, she has returned to such a sensitive time...

Tang Zhuozuo was at a loss for a while, she shook her head towards An Xia, "You go down first, I... I will lie down in my palace again."

An Xia didn't dare to disobey her, so she had to put down the bed curtain again before going out to guard her.

Tang Zhuozuo looked around in the huge palace for a while, and his green fingertips turned pale because of the shock in his heart.