Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

When there was no sign of Gao Qian at noon, Liang Huan was very angry. If she had known she had to wait so long, she might as well have taken a shower and changed clothes, which made her endure it all the time.

Liang Huan put away the painted pictures and said to Xianglan: "Prepare water for bathing."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Go and lock the palace door inward. No one is allowed to come in and disturb you at this time, including the Lord."

Xianglan was horrified when she heard this, her expression was hesitant to speak. After all, Liang Zhaoyi had just arrived. How had she ever seen a concubine being beheaded?

Not to mention the Lord's temperament, who can stop him? Even if it is really stopped, what next?

Now Liang Zhaoyi is the favorite of Long, and the Lord cannot bear to punish him, but if he really wants to offend Long Yan, who among the people in Hanguang Palace can escape?

But she saw that their Liang Zhaoyi was also a person who had his own opinions, and good words and advice were useless.

Xianglan thought for a moment and realized that the lock was not necessary, as long as it was tightly closed.

It wasn't until he finished bathing and changed into another set of clothes that Liang Han felt comfortable.

The thick hair is like wet satin, black and moist. The skin soaked in hot water is slightly pink, and has a softer color than the usual cold white skin.

Xianglan took care of her hair herself.

Liang Huan was a little tired and closed her eyes gently. Wang Tingyue should return to Jinye the next day. As for Lou Shixun...

Liang Han closed his eyes and asked, "Yuan Zhi, are the washed flowers completely dry?"

Yuan Zhi poured a cup of tea and brought it over, and responded: "I have packed the boxes into categories according to the queen's instructions and put them on the table. The incense can be made in a while."

Liang Huan opened her eyes, took the cup with a smile, and her eyes were full of appreciation. She lowered her head for a moment, her smile disappeared, and she stared at the tea leaves in the cup. The long fragrance of tea poured into her nose, but it stimulated her tears.

The circles under my eyes turned red for no apparent reason.

Sensing something strange about the person holding the cup, Yuan Zhi asked cautiously: "What's wrong with your Majesty?"

Liang Huan lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide his emotions. Then he raised his head and returned to normal: "Where did this tea come from?"

Yuan Zhi was a little confused and said truthfully: "When you were taking a bath, Zhang Xuanhui and Huang Liangyuan came to see you. This snow mountain white dew was sent by Zhang Xuanhui. If the empress is not happy after drinking it, my servant will put it away."

Liang Huan lowered his eyes slightly and sighed: "How can I not like it? It's because I like it."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Yuan Zhi saw it in her eyes and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, your Majesty, I have written it down. If Zhang Xuanhui knew that the tea he sent was exactly what the Empress wanted, he wouldn't be happy!"

Xianglan lightly put on the gardenia hair oil and took a look at Yuan Zhi. She didn't think that the empress really liked it. Instead, she looked depressed and told her to stop making this tea in the future.

Yuan Zhi took the cup from Liang Huan's hand: "Do you want more, Madam?"

Liang Huan smiled and shook his head.

Yuan Zhi put the cup aside and murmured in her heart, since she likes it, why not use more?

Liang Huan saw her frowning and asked, "Do you know how to do acupuncture?"

Yuan Zhi's frowning eyebrows relaxed in vain, she nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm doing a pretty good job."

Liang Huan was silent for a moment and said: "I saw a very beautiful butterfly in the imperial garden in the morning, and thought it would look great embroidered on the skirt."

Yuan Zhi suddenly became interested: "What is it like?"

Liang Huan pursed her lips slightly: "It's not that unusual. I'll draw it for you to see later. I want to embroider it on the palace skirt."

Yuan Zhi patted her chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Madam, it will not be wrong to leave this matter to this slave."

Liang Huan just looked at her with a smile.

In the past, he always asked her to embroider a butterfly next to the peonies.

Nowadays, only butterflies can be seen, but no flowers...

Liang Huan took Yuan Zhi to make incense all afternoon. The palace servants saw the fun and joined in, playing and helping at the same time. It was very lively.

Until night, Gao Qian didn't come, but sent his servant to get the picture.

Liang Huan pretended to hesitate a few times, reluctantly threw the drawing on the ground and turned his back.

If it had been anyone else, the chamberlain would have made a few slanderous remarks, but this Liang Zhaoyi, they knew clearly that she was not an ordinary person.

If we want to say who is the most favored in the entire harem, it must be Zhao Hongde of Liangfeng Palace. Even Liang Zhaoyi, who is new to the harem, cannot compare.

But it doesn't matter if I am favored on weekdays. At the critical moment when the illness occurs, I don't go to Zhao Hongde, but to Liang Zhaoyi. This can explain everything. One is a sweet candy, and the other is a life-saving medicine. Which one is more serious? Not obvious at a glance?

The chamberlain bent down to pick up the drawings, bowed respectfully, and winked at Xiang Lan beside him before leaving.

When the footsteps completely disappeared, Liang Huan turned around and sat in front of the desk again, secretly thinking that if Gao Qian was so worried, then the Queen Mother would be the same.

Not only can he be cruel enough to take advantage of his own child, but he is still afraid that he will not die...

Liang Huan lowered his head and looked at the half-made incense on the table, his eyes darkened unconsciously. People in middle age will suffer from insufficient Qi and blood. The Queen Mother occasionally has hair, so it is better to give her secret toilet oil to nourish it.

But how to deliver this thing? If she sent it there herself, it would be fine if the Queen Mother didn't hit her in the face, so how could she possibly use it?

Liang Huan picked up a red lingering flower, closed her eyes and sniffed it gently. What if she even used it herself?

Yes, it’s more than that. It’s best for everyone to make and use this toilet oil together.

Liang Huan threw away the flowers, turned around and said to Xianglan with a smile: "Let's go to the Imperial Garden tomorrow morning."

Xianglan took a look at the wooden box and saw that there were still a lot of flowers inside. She couldn't help but frowned in confusion: "Are these not enough?"

Yuan Zhi had just given the prescription prescribed by Zhao Yi to Su Lan and was coming in from the outside. When she heard the two people's words, she couldn't help but be curious: "What does Zhao Yi think is not enough?"

Xianglan glared at her.

Liang Huan looked at it, the corners of her lips turned up involuntarily, and she said slowly:

"I have just arrived. If I want to stay in the palace for a long time, in addition to the rules and majesty I should maintain, I should also give you some benefits in a timely manner. Not to mention winning people's hearts, I just hope that the relationship with them will not be too tense. After all, no one has a thousand days. Okay, flowers don't bloom forever. Now I have gained some respect, but your heart is unpredictable. If you fall behind and go elsewhere, I hope they can reminisce about their old friendship and hold me back. "

Liang Huan suddenly felt a little lucky to have gone to the Royal Garden this morning and had a tense relationship with them, which was really an unexpected gain.

After being given a slap in the face, it is logical to give another sweet date.

It won't arouse anyone's suspicion.

Liang Huan lowered his eyebrows after saying that many things can be done at the same time.

Yuan Zhi was a little confused when she suddenly heard the news. When she came to her senses, she was overwhelmed by the novelty: "If people like Zhaoyi have to go elsewhere, then shouldn't the others have been sent away by the master long ago——"

"Shut up!"

The joke fell on her face, and Yuan Zhi closed her mouth.

Xianglan's voice was cold and she looked at Yuan Zhi with a dark face, "Since I have been favored by the empress and brought you in from the outside, you should do your best to repay the empress. Not only must you never forget your identity, but you must also speak carefully. Be careful, lest you speak out and bring trouble to the Queen. If you commit a crime, it will not only harm you, but also the Queen and the entire Hanguang Palace."

It was with rare anger and warning.

Yuan Zhi had a stern expression, knowing that she had violated a taboo by speaking without restraint, so she knelt down and saluted, saying: "Please convict Liang Zhaoyi."

Liang Huan was silent.

No matter how long she can live, at least what Xianglan taught Yuan Zhi are indeed the words from the bottom of her heart that allow her to survive in this harem.