When the imperial doctor was arrested and treated the princess concubine again, he couldn't help but persuade: "Niang Niang, although this disease of inaccuracy varies from person to person, it should not be underestimated. In addition, the body of the empress is not good. It is more important to drink medicines on time, and you must not avoid getting sick!"
Every time he said something, Huo Qiu's face darkened. When the emperor had finished the prescription, Tang Zhuozuo was afraid to look up at his face.
The room was brightly lit, the cabin was no bigger than the palace, and a place as big as the U.S. Kneeling was full of people. Even Zhang Desheng knelt down near the place with his head down. There was no sound except the sound of water and wind outside.
"Let's all go down." Tang Zhuozuo's voice was a little weak, and he really felt a little embarrassed. Huo Qiu's face was so dark that it could match the bottom of the pot.
But if you ask the next person to listen to her being trained, you will really lose face in the future.
Huo Qiu didn't say a word, his stern face gathered like ice, and after more than a month, he once again moved for Tang Zhuozuo.
Zhang Desheng and An Xia looked at each other, and both hunched back and walked out, and the court ladies behind also filed out.
The man sits on a soft stool, his eyes are like sharp arrows, his hands are turning his jade fingers, and he looks indefinable circle after circle.
Tang Zhuozhuo felt better, his stomach still ached, leaning on the soft cushion with a crying voice, tender and hoarse: "Your Highness, sit here a little bit."
Huo Qiu glanced at her coldly, unmoved.
Tang Zhuozhuo narrowed his mouth, lifted the quilt on his body and was about to get out of bed, but seeing Huo Qiu Ran looking over, he thought about it and stopped his movements.
"If this happens again, Gu Gu will send you back tomorrow." He finally opened his mouth, unambiguously every word, exactly the same as Tang Zhuozuo's reaction.
He was very angry, and he felt lingering at the thought of her face pale and thin when she just came in, and she felt lingering in her heart. Only after a few days of not watching her, she ruined herself into this ghostly appearance.
If another period of time passed, would he not even see her?
"It's just that the head of the waterway is a little dizzy. Your concubine is okay." Tang Zhuozuo closed his eyes, and the delicate flower at the end of the eye was poured by the rain as she liked. Chu Chu was very pitiful and very attractive. .
Huoqiu paused, tapping his long fingers on the table, don't look at her face, if this little thing did something wrong, the concubine was obediently obedient, and had the energy to shake the sky on weekdays.
Other things are just going, but her body is not a trivial matter, and the imperial doctor has repeatedly advised Huo Qiu to hate her improper appearance.
"Why don't you talk to Gu?" He felt a little irritable in his heart, and slowly stood up. Tang Zhuozhuo's body was a little stiffened by the momentum of a mountain. She grabbed a corner of the bed and bit her lip gently. Your Highness does things."
I dare not say the last half sentence truthfully.
She was even more afraid of being sent back.
But she didn't say it, Huo Qiu also knew it well. Seeing her now pretending to be pitiful, she frowned deeply: "I was so busy that I didn't even have the time to enter this house?"
When did Tang Zhuozuo receive such reprimand from him? Even in the past, those who went back with a tooth for a tooth, would definitely not be the one who was affected by the anger.
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✓Imperial Favour
RomantizmIn the capital city, the eldest daughter of the Tang family's main bloodline, Tang Zhuozhuo, lavishly married into the Eastern Palace. Yet, she chose to spend her remaining years within the broken walls of the Cold Palace's courtyard. Till her death...