Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Leaving is not a way out, but a way out.

What she wanted to do had already been decided when she was in Jinye.

Discovering the secret letter from Northern Zhou to Lu Xiu only strengthened her choice.

She still remembered that during the snowy season that year, they had lunch in Beixuan. The Grand Master and Lu Xiu played chess. Cao Luyun watched the game while she made tea for them.

Lu Xiu was undecided. The grand master smiled and asked her to help him, so she grabbed his hand and made a move.

Now, isn't she just helping him to have a son?

Dedicating the city defense map of Pingzhou City is just one of them.

She betrayed what he held on to without mercy, or she used his name...

Liang Huan sighed secretly.

He kept walking towards the place where he was being held.

Every step taken at this moment seems to be getting closer to him, but in fact it is getting further and further away from him.

Wang Tingyue woke up and turned around to chase the person who was drifting away.

He raised his eyes and looked over. Liang Huan's expression had returned to normal, neither sad nor happy, neither salty nor light.

Wang Tingyue walked with her silently.

The so-called detention place is only slightly worse than her residence.

After all, there were Wang Tingyue and these soldiers, how could they really treat him harshly?

When he was almost in front of the tent, Wang Tingyue was about to open his mouth, but the person who didn't want to hurry him turned away.

Liang Huan stopped walking, frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "Brother, it's better to keep a distance from me after we go back."

Wang Tingyue knew he wanted to avoid suspicion, but how could he bear to see her alone and stuck in the quagmire.

"I don't know why you chose this path, but if you don't have any support behind you, how can you last long? Since you call me brother, I have the responsibility to protect you."

Liang Huan lowered his head, feeling sour in his heart. Wang Tingyue never liked the affairs of the court, and even more hated colluding with them. He began to practice martial arts when he was young, but he refused to be like other children of the noble clan, who valued literature over martial arts and were delicate and weak.

I would rather dance with swords and guns all day long than sing about the wind and the moon like them and write some flashy articles.

Wang Tingyue's expression was serious: "Historically, if the throne wants to be secure, it always needs the support of the noble family. But now, Jinye has been turbulent. The Liang family has lost. You jumped to the high position of the harem without relying on it. It may not be the case." A good deed will definitely attract a lot of people’s attention.”

He speaks plainly, and that's usually the truth.

But in fact, she was able to get this position precisely because there was no one behind her.

Liang Huan smiled and shook his head: "Brother, if you really want to help me, just listen to me. From now on in Jinye, not only should we not be close, it is best to maintain a hostile relationship."

It's probably unrealistic to persuade him to leave as soon as possible, but it shouldn't be too difficult to keep a distance. After all, what she wants to do in the future will definitely run counter to what he thinks.

Wang Tingyue's eyes remained motionless, feeling a little emotional. The more he got along with her, the less he understood her.

Liang Huan didn't explain either, he would understand later.

She didn't enter the palace to be favored.

Just as Liang Huan was about to take steps, he stopped and said, "If one day I really need your help, I will definitely ask for it."

Wang Tingyue stopped asking and nodded gently: "Okay."

Liang Huan then walked towards the small tent without looking back.

The guard was brought by Lou Shixun.

When he saw Liang Huan, he raised his face like a dog and a powerful man.

"Madam, please leave. The general has told me that unless he is brought to trial in person, no one else is allowed to offend again."

"That's it for others. Madam's situation is special. Who doesn't know about your relationship with the felon? One night of marriage and a hundred nights of kindness. If you become soft-hearted and let him go, won't we be left with nothing to eat?"

The guard's eyes wandered around the person who came. He had a tall chest, a thin waist, a pink neck and a beguiling color under his collar. Just a few glances would make people's hearts tingle.

His eyes and attitude were all flirtatious, and there was even a malicious smile on his lips.

"If you insist on finding a repeat offender to relive your dream, why don't you serve us first? When we are happy, we may let you in, haha——"

As he spoke, he smacked his lips frivolously and exchanged glances with the other person next to him, which were full of meaning.

She knew that the kid was always difficult to deal with, but such dirty words were completely arrogant...

Unfortunately, she is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

Liang Huan lowered his gaze and raised the corners of his lips, "Go and call Lou Shixun. In front of him, say what you just said again. I didn't understand something. Ask him to explain it to me!"

The guard spat and curled his lips contemptuously: "What the hell? You're just a climber on a man's bed. What's the point of showing off? What are you doing? Uh-"

The guard's expression changed drastically, and he didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, she grabbed him by the collar of his clothes. The sharp pain in his neck made him make a weird goose sound.

Another person next to her saw this and was about to attack her. Wang Tingyue, who rushed over, stepped forward first, kicked the person down, and stomped on the ground hard. The person lying on the ground screamed.

The considerable movement alerted many people to look over, and they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw that the person causing the trouble was Liang Huan.

Why does this person who is usually so delicate and delicate like a willow suddenly change?

"Ah Huan."

Wang Tingyue also saw it, and called her with his eyebrows twisted, his voice a little nervous, fearing that she might accidentally kill someone.

Liang Huan's face was expressionless and unmoved.

The tip of the hairpin has been pressed down, and if you push harder, blood will spurt out.

The guard shook his head. He was no longer as frivolous, arrogant and domineering as before. He raised his hands and did not dare to move. What he said was barely recognizable.

"Please, spare me——"

There was also some crying.

Liang Huan said coldly: "Kneel down."

The guard was dissatisfied, but due to the stinging pain in his neck, he had no choice but to slowly kneel down.

"It's the little one. Damn it. Please, spare the little one..."

Liang Huan ignored it and only focused on the tip of the hairpin, gently scratching his skin with extremely cold eyes.

"What are you afraid of? Don't you know that the gift given by the emperor cannot see blood? Seeing blood is a great disrespect to the Lord and will lead to beheading. So, there is no need to be afraid. I will not pierce you with it. Throat."

"you--"

The guard stared at her with his eyes fixed on her, and his body tensed.

She advised you not to be afraid, but her cool eyes and light tone gave him goosebumps.

Liang Huan blinked and smiled softly at him: "Open your mouth."

The guard's eyes widened and he was stunned. Suddenly, he felt a severe pain in his neck, and a scream escaped his lips. At this moment, something fell into his throat, and then his clothes were thrown away. He swayed and almost sat down. fall.

Losing the threat, the guard looked ferocious and jumped up to rush over: "You bitch, what did you give me to eat?"

Liang Huan took two steps back and took out a silk handkerchief: "It's not a rare thing, it can shut you up."

The sound was like stagnant water without any ripples.

Before he finished speaking, the guard felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He covered his stomach with his hands, his face was pale, big beads of sweat were falling like rain, and there was no blood on his lips. The next moment, he fell to the ground twitching all over, with black blood flowing down his face. The corners of his mouth kept pouring out.

Liang Huan wiped the hairpin with disgust, then threw away the handkerchief and inserted the hairpin into her hair again.

You know, she has washed this golden dragon hairpin countless times.

The onlookers looked at this scene and were stunned.

Liang Huan walked around in a circle without raising his eyelashes, but he was back to the beginning.

From now on, all she has is herself.

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