✓Imperial Favour

Chapter 10: Can afford

The thick black fog quickly surrounded the entire palace, from the tall hall to the palace road of sheep intestines, no one escaped.

The pearl curtain was lifted slightly, and the moist beads on the top collided with each other, jingling and crisply, and the palace maid and **** waiting outside quietly waited. The quieter the inside, the more worried their servants became.

The night in June did not seem so cold, the ice basin was taken down early, the illuminated lamp was embedded with shining turquoise, and some wind blew in from the window, and the sweet fragrance curled away.

Xu was because of the news that he could leave the palace, Tang Zhuozhuo's eyes were full of smiles, and even Huo Qiu, who was sitting in front of him, was very diligent.

Huo Qiulue stopped his chopsticks after using a few dishes, frowning and frowning. His sword eyes were slightly closed. He watched Tang Zhuozhuo sip food into his mouth, and his face gradually overflowed with a smile.

As soon as Tang Zhuozuo looked up, he saw Huo Qiu and Zhang Desheng staring at himself without blinking. The former was okay, but the latter's surprised expression couldn't hide.

She squeezed a slightly shy smile at Huo Qiu, and then turned her glazed apricot eyes, arrogantly staring at Zhang Desheng who was scornful and smiling.

What are you doing looking at her like this? How many years have passed since I went to Lenggong? It's good to be able to do her this way when you are used to eating leftovers.

Thinking that way, after all he snorted angrily.

She rubbed the jade spoon with her white jade fingers, and the sound of the collision between the spoon and the bowl was crisp and subtle, breaking the silence of the room.

I am embarrassed to eat anymore.

"What did your Royal Highness look at her concubine doing like this?" Although she was right and confident, she bit her lips and slowly blushed towards Huo Qiu's indifferent eyes.

Eat more...Don't look at her so seriously, right?

Seeing the little girl put down the spoon, Huo Qiu pursed his lips with regret, his sharp eyes drifted towards Li Desheng, who would act as a wooden figure.

Li Desheng stiffened suddenly, and stepped back silently.

"I remember that the pastries in your temple are well done." Huo Qiu paused for a while at her cursive wrist, and asked casually.

Tang Zhuozuo nodded suddenly, two dazzling little suns rose in his eyes.

Huo Qiu almost lost his eyes, and his eyes became extremely dark.

"The concubine asked someone to find a cook who makes pastries yesterday. He made it to your Highness this afternoon. Would you like to try it again?"

Huo Qiu touched her shining eyes and suddenly laughed, "Yes."

Tang Zhuozuo gave a look, and the maid waiting next to her realized what she meant and bowed the curtain and went out.

"I remember that you used to eat less, recently...have you gone on a diet?"

Huo Qiu's gaze fell on her small palm-sized face, all the way down, over the slender and white neck, and finally stopped on the slender waist that could not be held.

She is accustomed to being thin, without any meat on her body. If she leaves the house when the wind is strong, Huo Qiu will doubt that she will be blown away, and she doesn't know where the food she eats has gone.

Tang Zhuozhuo stayed silent for a while, then lowered his eyes, and the voice flowed from her black hair into Huo Qiu's ears, "Concubine...have not eaten much recently."