Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

In the cold pool, Lu Xiu's words came true.

During the night, they both started to have a fever, which lasted for two days.

The quilt felt like two burning coals, one hotter than the other.

The government doctor stayed in Bieyuan, and Zhou Yun would come if he had nothing to do.

Lu Xiu's fever was pure lethargy, but she was not as good as him. She had a splitting headache and could not sleep peacefully until the fever completely subsided.

While Lu Xiu was reading and writing, she didn't want to do anything but lie in bed and sleep.

Liang Huan also learned from the conversation between the doctor and Lu Xiu that the reason why he failed to attend his wedding and stayed in the villa openly was that he was ill and should not bring his illness to his bride.

Da Sima fell ill on the eve of his wedding, so Liang Ji moved to Bieyuan to take care of his illness.

If Liang Huan hadn't personally dealt with the bandits, he would have suspected that this was the escape and escape of the golden cicada planned by him...

What a coincidence that even the cold pond water appeared at the right time.

Lu Xiu put down the book in his hand, "Why are you looking at me like that again?"

Liang Huan pursed her lips, wanting to ask something, but...after all, sometimes even if she opened her mouth, the answer she wanted might be false.

She shook her head and smiled: "I always feel that you are not like this."

Having been ill these past few days, they have been very casual, wearing plain clothes and hair, and doing whatever makes them feel comfortable.

Liang Huan really couldn't connect the Lu Xiu in front of him with the man who despised everything.

No matter how he acted now, she always unconsciously suspected that he had a deeper purpose.

Lu Xiu simply stood up, walked to the bed, reached out to pick her up from the bed, bent down and put on her shoes, "What do you think Ben should do?"

Heartless? Cruel and ruthless? Murderous? Brutal and cruel...

"Huh?" He looked up at her.

Liang Huan took his feet back a little and said with a smile, "It's just different from what people say outside. It's quite approachable."

As Lu Xiu stood up, he suddenly pecked her lips and sneered coldly: "You don't mean what you say."

For some reason she suddenly felt like having a runny nose.

Liang Huan grabbed the handkerchief beside the bed.

Lu Xiu pinched her wrist and said, "I've been sleeping for a long time. Get up and move around."

Tone is not negotiable.

First, he was hit by the love potion, and then he caught cold and fever. His whole body was limp, and he was covered in sweat when he moved even slightly. Even if his bones were soft, Liang Huan didn't want to get up.

Helpless, Liang Huan was still dragged away by him. When he read again in the future, she would look elsewhere.

There were few maids in the huge house, and it was extremely quiet.

After spending time with Lu Xiu, Liang Huan knew that he didn't like having too many people in front of him. So, usually the two of them are in the same place, each doing their own thing.

There are many maple trees planted in the backyard. In the autumn afternoon, the lazy sunshine illuminates the red leaves, which are bright and pretty.

The autumn wind was turbulent, picking up a few fallen leaves and flying into the distance.

Inexplicably, Liang Huan's nose, which had been blocked for a long time, suddenly felt relieved. It seemed like it would be good to go for a walk.

Lu Xiu just pulled her and took a leisurely walk in the courtyard. At a certain moment, she would have the illusion that the two of them looked like an old couple.

As soon as the thought came together, Liang Huan suddenly became excited. In just a few days, his brain was already burning and confused!

Lu Xiu stopped, straightened her up, and lowered his head: "It's a good thing that you can calm down, but it's not necessary for me."

Liang Huan raised his eyes and their eyes met.

Lu Xiu sighed slightly: "I'm not afraid of you asking anything, I'm afraid you won't ask anything."

Liang Huan was somewhat surprised.

He looked at her with dark eyes: "We are still not at the point where we can understand each other without asking."

I don't know if it's because of illness, but his breath is warm and his eyes are gentler than before.

Liang Huan had some doubts, but when she saw this look, she really didn't know where to start. These were two people.

I saw her silent for a long time.

Lu Xiu thought for a moment, then picked her up and headed towards the house.

Liang Huan was a little puzzled.

What he pulled her to was not their dormitory, but the bright study room where the lotus pattern picture box was placed.

Liang Huan didn't feel strange when he looked at the painting box. If his guess was correct, he would probably want to tell her that the person in the painting was her.

Liang Huan smiled lightly: "Actually, that's not necessary."

What can it mean about the young side?

Lu Xiu didn't say anything, he just let go of her hand, opened the painting box, and turned over one by one, there were quite a few of them, including the Liu Mo Tao Qi.

Liang Huan sighed softly.

She was still breathing rapidly until she saw the painting at the bottom, which was a girl climbing on a peach tree.

The girl is clearly hidden behind the peach branches, but she can still see a pair of smart and bright eyes, shining brightly.

Liang Huan involuntarily picked up the painting and looked at the people inside, feeling as if someone had rubbed her heart hard.

She lowered her eyes, feeling warm inside: "The painting is really good."

Lu Xiu took the painting in her hand, put it aside, raised her face, and looked at each other.

"You once asked why I burned this painting."

He pondered for a moment and said: "Yuan Shaoyu, no matter how others view him, his teaching and care for me cannot be ignored. Therefore, even if he later died due to rebellion, he will always be my former mentor in my heart."

"Huanwan, you were the person mentioned in the last conversation between me and the teacher, and he helped me decide on this marriage. No matter how much I resist, I will comply."

"But driven by curiosity, I went to see the little girl. There were a lot of people gathering and feasting. I looked around in many places, including those who painted, played the piano, and played kites..."

"But I didn't see it anywhere, so I thought she hadn't come. I didn't want to-" Lu Xiu paused, "As a result, I found one on the peach tree, and I thought it must be her."

Liang Huan asked in surprise: "Why?"

Lu Xiu tilted his head as if recalling: "The teacher told me that you are the prettiest and cutest in the whole city of Jinye."

Liang Huan was ashamed and lowered his head: "This is too——"

Lu Xiu laughed softly: "He told me that I would definitely like it."

Liang Huan: "..."

Lu Xiu's eyes fell on her face: "Actually, when he told me, I didn't agree with it. Later, I also understood that he was afraid that I would resist and deliberately aroused my curiosity. However, he also It’s true, I will really like such a bright and lovely porcelain doll at that time.”

"From then on, I regarded her as my unmarried wife, only waiting for her to become an adult in the future."

but--

Liang Huan looked at him quietly out of the corner of her eye.

Lu Xiu's eyes were dark, he paused for a moment, and then said: "Unfortunately, things changed. When your mother came to break off the engagement, I also learned about my life experience and the true cause of his death not long ago."

He paused, "At that time, I thought, this painting is useless if I keep it, so it's better to get rid of it."

Zhou Yun once told her that one day, Lu Xiu was lost in thought while looking at the portrait alone.

Liang Huan lowered his eyes, his thoughts racing.

First, the Liang family broke off the engagement, and then she learned that Aweng had reported Yuan Shaoyu. In addition, she later lost her virginity in a brothel, and then she was completely turned into a tool...

Therefore, Lu Xiu in his previous life hated her.