Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

As summer passes and autumn comes, it rains constantly in Luo'an City.

After noon, the sky cleared.

By the time Gongsun Xu came to Mingguang Hall, Yu Wenjue had already been reading for a long time.

Gongsun Xu bent down and saluted, then said: "Your Highness, you can set off."

Yu Wenjue lazily put down the book in his hand and stood up.

Yuchiyuan followed closely behind without saying a word.

The emperor had been ill for a long time, and perhaps it was because the king of Qi accompanied him to attend his illness, which made him feel at ease. Recently, his health has been getting better and better.

Zhou Jun was so pleased to see the dragon's face that he received constant rewards from King Yu Wenjue of Qi. He specially built the Prince's Palace of Qi in Luo'an City. When the emperor's condition improved, he would choose an auspicious day to move into the palace.

Unexpectedly, on a whim, the emperor proposed to go to the palace to recuperate for a period of time. Lord Zhou was busy with government affairs and could not accompany him, so he had to be accompanied by King Qi.

When Yu Wenjue came out with the emperor, the accompanying palace servants had been waiting for him for a long time.

The Emperor was ill and was escorted to the carriage by the Imperial Physician and others.

Zhou Junyu Wenjuan stopped in front of the Weiyang Palace. He was dressed in a dragon robe. He did not appear cold and majestic, but rather dignified, gentle and kind.

"It's been a hard trip, King Qi, so be careful along the way."

His face was plain, his words were gentle, but the color in his eyes was extremely dark, not as bland as he appeared on the surface.

This trip is dangerous.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

Yu Wenjue responded lightly, turned around and left without saying much.

Yu Wenjuan stared at the car driving farther and farther away, feeling extremely heavy. The waiter beside him reminded him in a low voice, but he still stood where he was, unmoved.

"hold on."

The chamberlain had no choice but to bow and retreat to one side.

He has been raised by the emperor himself since he was a child. This farewell should be a life and death farewell.

The palace is not in Luo'an City, nearly a hundred miles away.

The dragon chariot was followed by the palace guards, a large and mighty group of people, which could be seen from a distance and was very eye-catching.

There were officers and soldiers clearing the way, and when the people on the street saw him, they were afraid to avoid him, so they knelt respectfully on both sides early in the morning, bowing their heads and lowering their eyebrows, not daring to look directly at him.

After the team had gone far away, I finally looked up, but unfortunately there was only light dust raised.

People gathered together in twos and threes on the street, whispering to each other.

"Did you see that, the person riding on the big horse is the son of Emperor Xiaoren, Prince Qi, who was raised in Yinyue Mansion. He has been living in the palace since he returned to Luo'an City. This is the first time he has appeared!"

"Really? He looks like a fairy in the painting, but he has a stern and cold face. He is not as kind as the Lord, who looks kind and kind."

The person next to him slapped him hard: "This is what we can say. I'm afraid you don't want your head!"

The man knew he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around. He was relieved when no one noticed him.

The person behind him craned his neck and smacked his lips while looking at it: "No wonder, why do you look at the eye-opening eyes!"

The man from before laughed sarcastically: "Just brag, you still look unfamiliar, but tell me, who looks familiar to you?"

The man was displeased at being squeezed and rolled his eyes at him: "At the beginning of the year, I went to help Prince Wei's Mansion and met many noble people!"

"Hmph, I dare to say this. I even went to Princess Pingyuan's house to help..."

"Don't believe it!"

The buzzing discussions gradually took the topic away.

After leaving Luo'an City, they walked for a while, but when they saw that everything was normal, a servant lifted up the curtain, stuck his head out and called in a low voice.

Yu Wenjue turned his face sideways. The waiter couldn't hide his nervousness and hesitated to speak.

Yu Wenjue only nodded slightly, then turned his head and whispered a few words to Gongsun Xu.

Xiao Qianyi did not ride in a car, but rode a horse like Xiao Jingnan.

She has long hair tied high and is dressed in a red dress and red dress. She is as gorgeous as a peach and plum, and has a heroic appearance.

Jamel Xiao looked at the people walking side by side with a doting tone in his tone.

"I won't let you come, but you have to come."

Xiao Qianyi looked at his worried eyes and raised her eyes with disdain: "Brother, please don't forget, I am not a sweet girl raised in a boudoir!"

She is no ordinary girl.

When going into battle to kill the enemy, it is also with one against ten.

While Xiao Jingnan was loving, he was also full of admiration and pride: "This is not a simple killing of enemies. You have to know that-"

"Okay, okay, don't worry. If you can't beat me, I'll just run away. Can that be done?"

She really couldn't bear the sound of his demonic voice entering her head, so Xiao Qianyi interrupted mercilessly.

With just one look, she could tell whether he would start to talk endlessly. Over the years, she knew him as well as he knew her.

Jamel Xiao could only shake his head with a smile.

Their mother died early, and their father had many concubines and many brothers and sisters from concubines.

But in the entire Yin Yue Mansion, they are the only two brothers and sisters who share the same mother, and are truly close relatives.

She has a flamboyant personality and has protected him since she was a child. She did not hesitate to contradict her father several times in front of everyone for him. As an older brother, he naturally had to spare no effort to protect her.

Xiao Jingnan thought of what his father told her before coming to Luo'an this time, and looked at her again: "Brother will choose a marriage for you that you want. If you are not willing, brother will never force you. It will be what you want. Brother, even if I rob you, I will help you grab it."

Xiao Qianyi was happy when she heard this.

"If I am willing to do it, it must be what I am happy with. My skills are not inferior to brother's. If I really want to rob him, I can just grab it myself. Why bother brother to take action!"

She spoke arrogantly and wildly, with a bright look on her raised face.

It's not annoying to look at, but rather cheerful and bright.

Xiao Jingnan looked at her and smiled at the corner of his lips. When he turned back, his eyes accidentally glanced at the bamboo moon-colored figure in front of the team, and he suppressed his smile.

Xiao Qianyi looked over, no longer as bright as before, and frowned.

Yu Wenjue seemed to be telling Gongsun something. After speaking, he jumped off his horse and got on the dragon chariot.

Xiao Qianyi asked: "But the Emperor——"

Xiao Jingnan shook his head and said: "You stay behind and I'll go take a look. You need to be alert to everything."

Xiao Qianyi nodded lightly.

Xiao Jingnan rode his horse to the front of the team.

Just when Yu Wenjue stood firm, the chamberlain had already opened the curtains and said with a heavy expression: "Your Highness, please."

The interior of the dragon chariot was very spacious. Yu Wenzheng was lying on the couch, surrounded by a circle of people in front of him including the imperial physician and the chamberlain.

When they saw Yu Wenjue, the people surrounding him moved aside automatically.

Yuwen Zheng's complexion looked slightly better than before.

Looking at the visitor, he smiled with a smile. Although it was a bit difficult, he still softened his tone and said, "Come and talk to me."

If it were the first time I met him, I would be surprised. How could the emperor be so gentle and kind to others?

But in the past few days, those who serve closely have become accustomed to it.

Therefore, no one dares to disrespect King Qi.

In the closed space, all eyes fell on the cold man.

Yu Wenjue took a few steps closer: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

His face was cold and his tone was even colder.

Everyone looked away, lowered their heads, and said nothing. They were not surprised by this.

The King of Qi had only superficial courtesy towards the Emperor.

Yu Wenzheng looked at the person in front of him and sighed softly.

"You still refuse to call me Aweng?"