Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

After a brief moment of shock, a numbness started from his tailbone.

The wind, rain and cold outside continue to cool down, but the indoor temperature is rising steadily.

Feeling flustered and short of breath, the hand on his waist was no longer content with the status quo, and slowly explored the warm-scented nephrite.

Even if my heart is cold and snowy, when my skin touches each other, I will inevitably be burned by the hot and hard soldering iron...

Fear made her hands and feet cold and shivering, and she could no longer act calm or composed. Liang Huan choked softly uncontrollably.

Feeling the change in the person under him, Lu Xiu found a trace of reason from the confusion, stepped away from a distance, lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, his eyes were closed on his pale face, and his polished red lips were red and swollen with blood. The arm holding him was like a willow branch in the wind and rain, weak and helpless.

Maybe she didn't have the courage to open her eyes until she had conquered the city. Her dark, watery eyes were wet, and her timid, stubborn, innocent and pitiful eyes were just like those of a captured cub.

Lu Xiu's throat became more and more dry and hoarse. He wanted to restrain himself, but he didn't want to take advantage of it. If there was a sudden attack, not only his breathing but also his heartbeat became disordered. He just wanted to bully her severely.

There was a roll in his throat, and he quickly covered her eyes with his palms. He turned his head and closed his eyes. His whole body was hot and oppressive.

He couldn't look her in the eyes.

I really can't control myself...

It stayed like this for a long time, just waiting for the air to slowly cool down.

Before she could open her mouth, Lu Xiu retracted his hand, and while pulling away from her, he pushed her further away.

He paused and then said.

"Go to sleep."

He had his back to her and his voice was low.

He said and turned off the remaining light.

Suddenly plunged into darkness, no one spoke again.

The wind and rain outside the house did not know when to subside, and only the quiet coolness remained in the silent night.

The person whose body is relaxed is suffering mentally.

Liang Huan clenched the corners of the quilt and curled up into a ball. She was afraid, terrified, disgusted... As long as she closed her eyes, she could never forget those nightmares. Silent tears slid down the corners of her eyes into her temples and wet the pillow.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her waist and dragged her from one end to the other. The palm of her hand felt a familiar temperature, no longer burning.

She was like a frozen snake being put into someone's arms and kept warm little by little.

After a rainy night, the air is clear.

As soon as we left Jinye City, the carriage started to bump. Fortunately, the road was not muddy. Apart from avoiding a few puddles, it was smooth sailing.

The road in my memory has become a bit unfamiliar. The previously bare areas are now overgrown with weeds, and the deepest part is chest high. It can be seen that no one has been here for a long time.

Yuan and several guards led the way, and Lu Xiu followed behind, holding her hand.

There are no tall shelters around, and the breeze sweeps across the face, carrying the smell of vegetation and earth.

In the wilderness of creeping grass, a single willow tree stands out.

That thin willow tree has now grown into a big tree over three feet tall with sparse branches and leaves.

Lu Xiu nodded slightly and they stepped aside.

He let go of her hand and walked forward, pressing his lips together with a cold expression, an unusual silence.

Along the way, he hardly spoke, making it difficult to guess his mood and anger.

In the wilderness, you can only hear the wind blowing on the grass and trees.

Lu Xiu stood under the tree, the wind blowing his clothes and sleeves flying, giving him a sense of loneliness and desolation for no reason.

Liang Huan vaguely recalled Aweng. At that time, he was also like this, just standing silently under the tree.

In a daze, she had accompanied two people to pay their respects to this Zhou Guoxin.

Every time, she stayed with them as long as they stood there.

Just when Liang Huan thought Lu Xiu was going to stand like this, he finally turned around, leaving only one word, took her hand and walked back.

Lu Xiu's hands were usually warm and warm, but at the moment they were ice-cold, as if chill was seeping from his blood.

He only said one word lightly, 'dig'.

Immediately, Liang Huan felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

挖？

He wants to dig out Yuan Shaoyu's bones? !

In the carriage, Liang Huan lowered his head, his mind filled with this complicated entanglement of characters, wondering what secrets were hidden in it.

I thought I would come and go in silence like this.

"Wanwan, sit closer."

Liang Huan raised his eyes in surprise, his dark eyes looked at her, and he stretched out his hand towards her.

She lowered her eyes and held it, sitting next to him.

Lu Xiu gently stroked her face with his other hand, his brows relaxed a little, and then he spoke:

"He has been my teacher since the beginning of my memory. He even taught me how to hold a pen."

Liang Huan was surprised, she didn't expect Lu Xiu to take the initiative to tell her.

Just listen to him say: "He has never married and had children in his life. He treats me very well and treats me like... his son."

Liang Huan felt it was incredible.

"One day, he suddenly came to visit me. Because he usually doesn't go directly to his mansion, I usually go to his mansion." Lu Xiu glanced at her and explained, "It's the one in the east of the city. The Villa is based on his residence. The reconstruction is also the place where I was taught before.”

"I was surprised, so I thought he was just randomly checking my homework. Unexpectedly, he didn't ask about my studies and only chatted with me. It was also the day he told me about you."

Liang Huan took a deep breath, unbelievable.

Lu Xiudao: "He said he planned to wait until I was older to talk about it, but he couldn't help but tell me in person that on that evening, there was a coup in the palace, the emperor was poisoned, and he failed and was executed. Later, thinking about it, he came to see I must have said goodbye specifically because I was afraid of an accident."

Liang Huan didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lu Xiu: "After he died, it was Taifu Liang who came to visit and took the initiative to talk about the marriage. They thought I didn't know about it. In fact, he had told me a long time ago."

He stroked her hair, his hand was so gentle, but what flashed in his eyes was hatred or anger, "He is already in a high position, why should he do this again?"

Liang Huan was confused.

Yuan Shaoyu was a master of the Zhou Dynasty, and Lu Xiu was the youngest son of the imperial master.

Yuan Shaoyu not only taught Lu Xiu personally, but also helped him arrange a marriage.

Aweng personally reported it, and Lu killed him...

An idea flashed through her mind, and she felt suffocated.

No! There are a lot of things she shouldn't know anymore!

Liang Huan suppressed the trembling in her heart and lowered her eyes: "Master Husband, don't think about it. Maybe this is also his mission as a Zhou people."

Lu Xiu nodded slightly: "You are right."

Liang Huan closed his eyes, trying to dissipate the panic in his chest.

He leaned forward, held her slender waist close to him, and buried his head in her neck. He looked indescribably frustrated and exhausted...

Lu Xiu like this leaves people at a loss as to what to do.

Liang Huan could only let him hold her.

She finally understood why Lu Xiu had such a deep obsession with her and wanted her to stay with him.

Or, it's not the obsession with himself, but the obsession with Yuan Shaoyu.

"So for the sake of the mission, can you abandon your child?"

His voice was low, but it was like a thunderbolt, falling right on top of her head.