Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Everyone has long been accustomed to Gao Qian's behavior and is not surprised.

Under the gaze of everyone, Liang Huan narrowed his eyes and smiled to thank him.

Gao Qian looked straight at her without averting his gaze, and turned sideways to make room for her. In the eyes of others, he only felt considerate.

When Liang Huan sat down, the queen also signaled to the servants on the side to start the banquet.

Soon there were palace maids in the main hall, holding delicacies in their hands and busy coming and going.

The tables on the table are the same as before, with gold, ji, jade and kuai, cannons, phoenixes and dragons, which are extremely extravagant and are customary to the nobles of the Qi royal family.

Somehow, I remembered the bowl of wild vegetable soup I drank the first night when I arrived in Pingzhou City.

Liang Huan looked at it quietly, with the corners of his lips slightly raised and a cold smile.

During the day, Gao Qian had already commended those who had meritorious service and rewarded the three armies, so those in the army who could attend the banquet were all meritorious officers, and there were many familiar faces among them.

During the banquet, there were some people who were eloquent and flattering, and they said a lot of flattering words and praises. It was really a harmonious atmosphere for everyone.

No matter what she was wearing, who was sitting next to her, what she was seeing or hearing, everything made her feel sick.

"Aren't these to Zhaoyi's taste?"

Gao Qian stretched out his hand, grabbed her waist, and dragged her in front of him. His voice was not loud, but it still attracted people nearby to look over.

He raised his lips and smiled, but there was coldness in his dark eyes.

Liang Han instinctively wanted to push her away from the sudden move, but the arms locked around her waist held her tightly, allowing no resistance.

He knew how to hold her hostage.

What caught the eye was the intimacy in public.

Gao Qian looked at her with dark eyes: "Let Gu Gu think about it, what does Zhaoyi like to eat? What does he hate -"

Want to test her again?

Liang Huan interrupted with a smile: "It's not to your liking, these are all good."

Gao Qian raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then why don't you use one?"

"Your Majesty is holding it like this, it's useless."

Gao Qian laughed coldly and let go of his hand: "Zhaoyi, just use it and watch."

"it is good."

After being freed from confinement, Liang Huan breathed a sigh of relief. Under his gaze, he grabbed the jade chopsticks with a smile.

She is not a very picky person, but there are indeed a few things she doesn't like, and these are exactly what happened.

But for some reason, these rich and greasy foods made her feel nauseous, and even the food she usually ate became difficult to swallow at this moment.

I held the jade chopsticks for a long time and never dropped them.

Gao Qian simply leaned to one side and raised his head to look at her: "Remember, you don't drink goat's milk or eat lamb."

Yes, he often asked her to come to such large and small banquets. Naturally, he knew exactly what she would eat and what she would not eat.

Liang Huan tilted her head, raised her lips and smiled at him: "Your Majesty must have remembered wrongly, I have never dined with Your Majesty."

Gao Qian frowned, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Really?"

Liang Huan didn't talk nonsense to him, her eyes fell on the table in front of her. The smell of the yokan made her sick to her stomach.

Gao Qian kept staring at her.

Liang Huan gritted his teeth, held back a mouthful, and brought the yoghurt cup in front of him.

Gao Qian frowned involuntarily: "Liang——"

Before he could speak, Liang Huan grabbed it suddenly, closed his eyes, and poured it down ruthlessly.

After two mouthfuls, tears welled up in my eyes and I couldn't suppress my nausea.

Ordinary people can't eat such good food once a year. People who starve to death and soldiers who eat wild vegetables can't even eat it if they want. Why should she waste it...

Liang Huan felt nauseated while force-feeding it. He drank most of it before putting it down. He resisted the urge to vomit and said harshly: "It tastes good."

He wanted to ask her to admit it, but now was not the time.

Regardless of whether you have eaten before or not, take one bite after another, without chewing or tasting, just swallow it down until you can't eat anymore.

Liang Huan resisted the churning in her stomach and could vomit it out at any time.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, turned her head and looked at him with a smile, her eyes red: "I'm done."

Gao Qian had a gloomy face, pursed his lips tightly, and his deep eyes were extremely cold.

Liang Huan knew that he would definitely want to tear her apart with his bare hands or strangle her to death.

It's not like he hasn't done this before.

But this time he didn't do anything, he just stared at her, but his eyes could also eat her up.

As much as he glared at her angrily, she looked at him calmly.

Staring, he suddenly lowered his head and laughed softly. The voice was very deep, as if coming from the deepest part of his chest.

His whole body was shaking with laughter.

People who didn't know what was going on looked up and looked over, thinking that she was telling the emperor something interesting, and they whispered to each other, curious.

Liang Huan turned a blind eye and sat with her back straight, looking at him in silence and smiling.

Gao Qian just laughed like this for a long time.

After a while, he slowly raised his head, still smiling, with the corners of his eyes red.

"Is it so difficult? Is it just that difficult?"

Liang Huan never understood why he was so persistent and would try so hard to catch her.

Gao Qian stared into her eyes, raised his hand, and gently stroked her lips with his thumb. He didn't know if he was helping her wipe away oil stains or wiping off her mouth grease.

Liang Huan endured nausea and did not dare to move.

Gao Qian was still laughing, but couldn't make a sound. He just moved his lips: "Why do you always have to ask for trouble?"

Liang Huan gritted his teeth and felt a surge in his stomach.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I brushed him away, got up and ran to the back of the palace, not daring to waste a moment.

Gao Qian was pushed hard by her, his body tilted, and he hit the table sideways, causing several cups to fall to the ground.

The big noise caused everyone to change their expressions, and the bustling hall suddenly fell silent.

Gao Qian just tilted his head and said, "Don't stop."

After receiving the emperor's order, they resumed their previous singing, dancing, and changing cups.

The palace servant carefully picked up the fallen cups.

The Queen Mother raised her eyes slightly and spoke calmly.

"If the emperor is drunk, he will go back to Tai Chi Hall to rest."

Cao Ruomi stood up and walked over, with respectful eyes and a gentle tone: "Can I take your majesty back?"

Gao Qian then sat up straight and looked at her coolly. Without answering, he only waved to Huang Wei who was sitting down at the table: "Huang Liangyuan is here to drink with me."

Huang Wei was startled, and his whole body tensed up.

If others didn't pay attention, she was paying attention here from beginning to end, so she knew exactly what happened, and she couldn't help but feel frightened.

Cao Ruomi pursed his lips, smiled at Huang Wei, who was sitting next to him, stood up slowly, consciously stepped aside, and sat back down in his seat.

Huang Yan followed his words and sat down beside the table, pouring wine.

After hesitating for a moment, he carefully raised his eyes and advised: "Your Majesty, you are drunk, why don't you drink less?"

Gao Qian was stunned for a moment, glanced at her, laughed unconsciously, and shook his head with laughter.

"I haven't drank yet, why do you all say I'm drunk?"

After that, he took the cup from her hand and drank one cup after another.

Liang Huan ignored it, stumbled out of the main hall, held on to a tree, and vomited out.

She didn't feel comfortable until her stomach was empty, and she sat softly on the ground.

"Liang Huan!"

An angry shout made Liang Han tremble in shock.

Before she could turn around, someone pulled her up.

Note 1 Jia Sixie of the Northern Wei Dynasty's "Essential Art of Qi Min: Eight Harmonies"

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