Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Liang Huan watched the jailer take the person down.

To her, Feng Qingyue is of no use anymore, and being alive in prison may not be a blessing.

The prisoner packed up his things and took Liang Huan to see He and Liang Jing.

Apart from locking them up, Gao Qian did not let anyone torture her, maybe because he wanted to use this to control her.

They were locked in a room, with rotten straw mats spread under them. They leaned against each other and sat in the corner. It was very cold after staying in this gloomy place for a long time.

But this is also the best treatment in the entire prison.

There are two clearest sounds in the prison, one is the howling of ghosts and wolves from time to time, and the other is the sound of slowly approaching footsteps. In a place like this, the unknown fear is far more disturbing than the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Liang Huan saw two people staring at her through the fence. She could clearly see that the person coming was her. Their faces relaxed, and the fear in their eyes disappeared immediately.

Liang Jing's hair was frizzy and her face was covered with gray. She crawled forward and stretched out her hands from the fence, as if she wanted to grab something.

There were tears in her red eyes: "Ah Huan, are you here to take us out? Please explain to them that I am the wife of the Crown Prince, and A Niang and I are your family members. We are not people spreading rumors, let alone Zhou Guo’s meticulous work, we have been trapped here for the past few days, and I wonder how Chang Heng is doing? Has he been implicated by me? He must be frightened if I don’t go back. Please help us quickly..."

She spoke very fast and was extremely anxious. At the end of the sentence, she began to choke.

Chang Heng is my sister's child, so she should be worried.

My sister only has this one child, but not the prince. He also has other women and heirs.

Liang Huan just watched her cry without saying anything.

Mr. He glanced at Liang Jing, then climbed up, patted Liang Jing's back and comforted her hoarsely.

Liang Huan still only watched.

After a while, Mrs. He looked up, with tears in her eyes, and gritted her teeth and said, "Come at me if you have any resentment. Your sister is innocent. She doesn't know anything. Chang Heng is still young and cannot live without a mother!"

The sour pain started to spread from unknown parts of the body until it reached the bottom of the eyes, where a warm feeling arose.

Liang Huan swallowed silently.

Mr. He choked up, and then said: "You have followed him, you also know the destiny poems, and you already know about breaking off the engagement, but some things are not as simple as you think. We can't reach the level of the Lu family. Everything I did was for your own good, but not only did you not understand my painstaking efforts, but you also repeatedly disobeyed me. That’s it. I have to pay for the sins I have done myself, but you shouldn’t—”

She had red eyes, gasping for breath, and couldn't stop her tears, "No matter whether that poem is your fate or not, you killed people, and you killed so many people one after another, because you were caught in this dark place. , I don’t know whether you are dead or alive, how can your conscience be at ease?”

"Don't make any more mistakes!"

Liang Huan couldn't breathe, turned her head, looked at the bottomless corridor, took a breath slowly, looked back, and said coldly: "The Lord is locking everyone here, I just want to ask a few words, as long as you Cooperate well and the Lord will not make things difficult for you."

He didn't expect her to be so incompetent, so she said firmly: "It's okay for them, but your sister doesn't know anything. Even if I'm the one who spread the rumors about those things, go and tell the Lord to let Ah Jing go back and I'll keep her here." Here, I’ll kill or cut you to death!”

My sister, who was usually strong-willed, had already burst into tears.

In all her life, Liang Huan saw her crying like this for the first time, and she was extremely sad and angry.

He kept saying: "What kind of hatred and anger do you have towards me? Ah Jing is innocent, and Chang Heng is also your nephew. You hugged him when he was just born. How could you let him be like this?" You lost your mother when you were a child?"

He stared at her with tearful eyes, as if trying hard to awaken her conscience.

Liang Huan had no expression on his face and turned to look at the prisoner in charge: "I feel relieved to see that they are fine. Let's go."

The prisoner in charge nodded slightly, "Please, madam."

Liang Huan walked back without taking another look over there.

"Stop! Stop, you rebellious girl! Are you willing to kill everyone? Aren't you afraid of retribution? Why did I give birth to a debt collector like you? I really shouldn't have given birth to you! Why did I give birth to you in the first place? I want to give birth to you, you are a sinner, why should I give birth to you——"

Screaming with a cry, hysterical.

There was no shortage of screams and screams in the prison, but Liang Huan just pretended not to hear them.

The prisoner in charge secretly glanced at the fairy beauty with his peripheral vision. His mother and sister could be so calm when they were locked up in such a place. What a cold-blooded freak!

The pain always followed Liang Huan out of the prison.

Outside the prison, the spring scenery is bright.

There was a waiter waiting at the door. As soon as he saw her, he came to greet her with a pleasant look.

"Madam, the Lord has called you."

Liang Huan's expression remained unchanged and she followed him obediently to see Gao Qian.

It is still the west hall of Tai Chi Hall.

The chamberlain opened the door, bowed and stepped aside, lowered his head and said, "Madam, the Lord is waiting for you inside."

Liang Huan stepped in alone without squinting.

The palace that used to be dazzling and luxurious was now like a sleeping emperor's tomb, with not a single candlelight, not even a single figure, and the only sound was her footsteps.

The light coming in from the window became more and more obvious, and it became more and more apparent that there was a beast watching her hidden in a dark corner.

He didn't say stop, so she could only continue walking inside.

As soon as Liang Huan's right foot stepped on the carpet in the inner hall, suddenly, a big net fell from the sky, and the head of the bag was caught in the net, followed by a strange fragrance, wrapping her from behind.

"I've been waiting for you, madam, for a long time."

Warm and sweet breath blew against his ears.

Liang Huan's hands and feet were cold, as if a restraining spell had been cast on her whole body, and she stood stiffly. If it weren't for her previous experience, she would have screamed out.

However, except for the beating heart in her chest, her face was as indifferent as when she came in.

Gao Qian rested his head on her shoulder, stared at the slightly raised eyelashes, and said in a faint voice: "Madam, you have worked hard these days. I wonder how Madam wants to reward you?"

Liang Huan didn't even blink: "It's not as hard as your majesty waiting for my concubine."

Gao Qian closed his eyes and chuckled: "Madam, why don't you ask me why I netted you?"

Liang Huan: "Your Majesty wants to give me a surprise."

Gao Qian opened his eyes and stared: "Madam, she is very different from before."

"Once upon a time?"

"Madam, I forgot that when I first met you, I said that I seemed to have met you before."

Liang Huan smiled: "I remember it was the Palace of the Duke of Wei. To be honest with Your Majesty, I also feel that I have met Your Majesty before."

"Oh?"

"Well, I must have died for Your Majesty!"

After she finished speaking, Gao Qian smiled even happier.

"Aren't you afraid, madam?"

"Rather than dying, I am more afraid of not being able to help His Majesty."

"It would be great if Madam could be informed earlier!"

"It's not too late."

"Madam is right, everything is still too late!"

After he finished speaking, he hugged the person and walked towards the large dragon couch.

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