Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

When Gao Qian left, Huang Wei and his party came back from the Imperial Garden.

A group of people carrying fragrant grass and flowers, chatting and laughing, suddenly fell silent when they saw the person walking out of the hall, and obediently stepped aside to salute.

Gao Qian walked by without squinting, but when he passed by, he glanced at it with his peripheral vision.

Huang Wei lowered his head again and again.

After Gao Qian had gone far, he went back to the palace talking and laughing.

Standing at the door, the hall was silent. Several people unconsciously stopped talking and laughing, and their expressions became serious. Yuan Zhi walked in front and was the first to step in. Unexpectedly, she saw Liang Huan looking up at the window and sitting silently.

Hearing the laughter, Liang Huan turned around and glanced over, stopping at the basket with a faint smile.

"It seems that there has been too much wind and rain these days, and there are not many good flowers left in the garden."

When the matter was brought up, the lively Zhaohua chimed in. Not only were the flowers and branches broken, but he also mentioned that the garden was muddy. For some reason, he was pushed by Honghui, tilted into the flower pond, and stepped on the mud.

When she said this, Honghui immediately blushed and came out to explain in a low voice.

The two were arguing, one high and the other low, and a few people nearby joined in, chattering, and it was an indistinguishable lawsuit.

Liang Huan looked at them quietly, complaining, laughing and cursing over trivial matters. The gloom was gone and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I've been arguing all the way, but I'm not thirsty yet."

Liang Huan stood up and sat back down, handed the tables to them, and ordered the palace servants to bring tea and cakes.

I only used some briefly and gathered around the table to make rouge balm.

He said he was learning from her, but in fact it was enough to have Yuan Zhi and Huang Tong to teach him. She was watching from the side and would only give pointers when something was wrong.

The room is filled with fragrant flowers and beauties, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Liang Huan was reclining, and there were all kinds of candied fruits on the table within easy reach.

Occasionally, when he raised his eyes, he felt the happiness of an emperor, but Gao Qian was not interested in these things now.

Honghui delivered the finished rouge to her.

Liang Huan put a little bit on her fingertips and tried it on the back of her hand. The texture was fine and the color was light.

"Honghui is really talented."

As soon as Honghui presented the treasure, Maoguang was not far behind, and followed him to hold it up for comparison.

Liang Huan's head hurts a little.

Beauty is real, and so is noise.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the harem has been divided into two factions. She and the queen each hold their own, and Gao Qian is happy to see this.

The matter of the broken Buddha statue was just as she expected. The belated truth could not stop everyone in Youyou from talking. Although Gao Qian ordered to prohibit discussion, things that have always been more and more forbidden have made people eager to try.

In order to restore her reputation, the queen not only chanted sutras and worshiped Buddha all day long, but became more pious than before. She also wore hairpins, wore plain clothes, and wrote about her sins in tears. On the surface, she seemed to feel guilty for not fulfilling her responsibilities as a queen. The misdeeds in the Sixth Palace caused disaster, but in fact, she was criticized insinuating that she was competing with Zhao Ruxin's concubines.

She knew that the Queen hated herself, but she couldn't figure out why Gao Qian was at odds with the Queen.

But her previous understanding of the queen was too superficial, and the reason why she kept Su Lan was because of this.

After the birthday banquet incident, the Queen Mother's attitude was cold, but better than before. Or maybe these few estrangements had an effect. Even though she was equally matched with the queen, the queen mother was not harsh.

This made Cao Ruomi feel restless.

The more this happened, the less Liang Huan dared to rush. Cao Ruomi was not like Zhao Ruxin. He was strong on the outside and capable on the inside, but he still had his heart set on Gao Qian.

Cao Ruomi always has clear goals and is difficult to deal with.

As Liang Huan lowered his eyes and thought, he suddenly heard someone ask.

"My queen, are you tired?"

She raised her head and was greeted by a pair of concerned eyes.

When Huang Wei asked, the others stopped what they were doing and looked at her eagerly.

Among the concubines, Huang Wei was the most concerned and nervous about her. At first when he saw the handkerchief embroidered with lotus flowers, he mistakenly thought it was made by the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Later, after asking, he found out that the handkerchief actually belonged to Zhang Xuanhui.

She and Zhang Xuanhui had a grudge against their father.

What’s interesting is that both the handkerchief embroidered with lotus flowers and the white dew from the snow-capped mountains came from Zhang Xuanhui.

Seeing that everyone was still staring at him, Liang Huan denied it with a smile.

Then he picked up the tea cup and asked casually: "Is Zhang Xuanhui feeling better?"

Zhang Xuanhui had been ill on and off for a month. Because he had not been able to take care of himself, he did not dare to come to Hanguang Hall casually for fear of overcoming the illness.

Because of this illness, no matter how full of questions she was, she couldn't come to find out.

Before Huang Wei could answer, Zhaohua next to him spoke first.

"It's strange to say that she wasn't such a delicate person before, but now she gets sick every three days, and, oops -"

As he spoke, Honghui touched him.

Zhaohua screamed in surprise and glared at me angrily: "What are you doing to me?"

Honghui knew that his behavior was inappropriate, so he leaned over to apologize to Liang Huan and then explained.

"Zhaohua is outspoken and often speaks without restraint. She even offends others without knowing it. She didn't mean to stir up trouble when she said that just now——"

Liang Huan waved his hand nonchalantly and interrupted: "No problem, I just suddenly thought of Zhang Xuanhui and asked casually."

Being so secretive is even more problematic.

Liang Huan kept her face hidden and asked the palace servants to bring them some tea.

They didn't leave until it was almost time to finish their meal.

Before leaving, Liang Huan ordered Yuan Zhi to go with her and go on her behalf to visit Zhang Xuanhui, who had been ill for a long time.

After lunch, Mu Yan was nowhere to be seen. It was assumed that he had gone back to Langhua Garden to play with flowers and plants.

Liang Huan was accompanied by Yuan Zhi as she walked in the courtyard to eat.

After walking for a while, I felt heavy and sat on the porch to rest.

The koi in the pond were fat and plump, and Liang Han took some cakes and fed them to them.

"Your Majesty, I've gone to see you. Zhang Xuanhui is indeed ill. There are a lot of medicine jars on display."

Yuan Zhi glanced around and then whispered.

"How about I go to the Imperial Medical Office and ask?"

Liang Huan paused with the hand that was holding the fish food, and raised his eyebrows to look at her: "That won't work."

After saying that, he lowered his head and thought again.

Yuan Zhi didn't know what Liang Huan was going to do: "Is there something wrong with this emblem? Why does the empress suspect that she is pretending to be ill?"

It’s not clear whether he was pretending to be sick or not, but starting from giving her tea, he was really trying to attract her attention.

Liang Huan stared at the koi in the pond, slightly lost in thought. It wouldn't be surprising if Zhang Xuanhui came to seek revenge from her for Zhang Shi.

But what's going on with Lotus truncatula? It’s impossible for Zhang Xuanhui to be a meticulous work of the Northern Zhou Dynasty...

Zhang Xuanhui is impossible, but what about Zhang Yao? It was Zhang Yao who reported on Lu Xiu in the first place.

Is it really an unintentional move by Zhang Xuanhui to give the embroidered handkerchief with lotus flowers to Huang Wei?

Liang Huan shook his head: "It doesn't matter, since she is sick, she should take good care of her."

*

Perhaps he had been greedy for cold weather the night before, and when he got up the next morning, Liang Huan fell ill.

Due to this illness, helping Wang Tingyue choose a mate can only be left to others.

Unexpectedly, Gao Qian agreed readily.

Although I can't help him refuse the proposed marriage, I won't force someone on him like before, just to make myself feel better, regardless of whether he likes it or not.

However, he repeatedly emphasized to Gao Qian that it would be best for Wang Tingyue to choose someone he is compatible with.

Although Wang Tingyue is Wang Su's son, he is now favored by Shangshu Ling and the Queen Mother, so there are many people who want to get married.

After half a month of tossing, the marriage was finally settled.