✓Imperial Favour

Chapter 13: birthday

What Tang Zhuozuo didn't expect was that even though Huo Qiu didn't say anything, he came to Yiqiugong to have a meal every other time, and he would have to watch her drink the concoction into his mouth.

But, she never stayed here.

Tang Zhuozhuo let out a sigh of relief, but An Xia was too anxious to see.

It was only early in the morning that Tang Zhuo got up and got up with her clothes and walked to the small four-leaf window. The sky outside hadn't completely lit up, mixed with the incense remaining in the temple, blowing on people's faces coolly, she couldn't help but tighten. Tighten your clothes.

An Xia just came in and took down the burning candle. Seeing that she was awake, she hurriedly walked up to her and asked, "I have to sleep for a while if I do what I do early in the morning."

Tang Zhuozhao casually shook his head, glanced across the small trees in the small courtyard, and asked, "What are the two plants that I have never seen before?"

An Xia followed her gaze, with a smile on her face: "Didn't the empress mention the tea in the Jiangnan area with your Royal Highness not long ago?"

"His Royal Highness ordered someone to plant it the day before yesterday."

The excitement on her face was too obvious. Tang Zhuozuo was a little hot when she looked at her, and said slightly, "Jing knows nonsense."

While talking, I saw people outside, one person wearing a bright yellow python robe, and the python pattern embroidered on his head was vivid, and he could feel the pressure from a short distance.

A round of clear moon hung faintly on the horizon, and the plain moonlight sprinkled on him, casting a dark shadow on the courtyard floor, and Tang Zhuozuo was almost bewildered.

It was Anxia who took her to change clothes.

When Huo Qiu entered the inner hall, she saw Tang Zhuozhuo standing in front of the makeup box. The jewellery in the box was shining brightly. She heard the footsteps, looked back at him, and then turned her head to pick and choose.

He felt obediently in his mouth, and his Highness Jin An called Qin Tian.

With a slight smile in his eyes, Huo Qiu walked behind her a few steps, watching her slender hand throw a jade hairpin inlaid with gold to the side of the table, frowning.

"Don't like this?" He leaned closer, Tang Zhuozuo could smell the very familiar and clear fragrance, even his breath was spilled on his body, and the movements of his hands could not be stopped.

"It's all outdated and old objects. It's not what you want." She picked up a tassel hairpin and played with it, frowning her slightly heroic eyebrows exactly like Huo Qiu.

Hearing the disgust in her words, Huo Qiu laughed, and then looked at the tassel hairpin in her hand, it was obviously the most fashionable of the year, and the best material was used.

He has always been willing to her.

This little thing is so picky.

"Zhang Desheng!"

"Take out the jewels from the lonely library and select them for the princess."

Zhang Desheng's movements were slightly stiff, and immediately smiled and said to Tang Zhuozhuo: "His Royal Highness's library is all the objects that have been tribute to the past, and the mother must be happy."

Tang Zhuozuo's peach blossom eyes kept gleaming, and the rouge-colored wide sleeves touched Huo Qiu's palms, and people laughed happily: "It's rare that Your Highness will cut love."