Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Yuchiyuan flashed past Xiao Qianyi's eyes like a shadow.

If we say that Yu Wenjue has a cold temper, then he is a guard with a weird temper. He has a straight face all day long and is stern and unsmiling. He looks humble and submissive, but in fact he is aloof from others.

Xiao Qianyi snorted to herself and walked straight towards the imperial doctor's order, trying to take the heavy medicine box from his hand.

"Sir, can I get it for you?"

The imperial doctor stroked his gray beard, shook his head and declined with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, young lady. I have to look at this old man at all times to feel at ease."

Doctors have the habits of doctors.

Xiao Qianyi did not force herself and got out of the way.

After they took a few steps away, Xiao Jingnan took her arm and lowered his voice and said strangely: "I thought that after these few months of getting along, you would have changed your view of His Highness. Why are you still so rude..."

Xiao Qianyi raised her chin slightly, curled her lips, and looked into the distance: "Who said they have changed? A deserter is a deserter, and a traitor is a traitor."

Xiao Jingnan looked left and right, then looked at her with a smile, his eyes were bright, obviously he didn't believe it.

"Didn't His Highness rescue you from Yu Wenqi on the day of the palace coup? What did you tell me afterwards?"

Xiao Qianyi was speechless, her eyes flickered, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

She withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes slightly, but she didn't give an inch.

"Brother, are you trying to quarrel with me?"

After asking, I felt speechless again.

"Brother, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

I am not one of those unruly girls who want to be coaxed, so how can I act like them and lose their temper?

She was just angry that Yu Wenjue didn't take their siblings seriously and didn't respect Yin Yue Mansion...

Xiao Qianyi pursed her lips, but she saw Xiao Jingnan's eyes staring at her hard as if they were nailed to her face. She brushed his hand away in embarrassment and turned around towards the vermilion gate.

Jamel Xiao knew her temper, looked at her back and shook his head with a sigh, then caught up with her in two steps, stopped continuing the question, suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "Brother, you can say whatever you want in private from now on, but -"

Xiao Qianyi turned her head and wanted to glare at him, but when she met his tolerant gaze, she felt more and more that she was missing a trace, so she softened her attitude and said, "Brother, don't worry, I know."

Seeing her like this, Xiao Jingnan frowned slightly, but his heart was not relieved by her relent, but he felt more and more uneasy.

Before leaving, his father called him to the study and gave him the emperor's secret letter to read. It was only then that he learned that the emperor intended to point out his younger sister to King Qi.

He didn't understand King Yu Wenjue of Qi, but he was no stranger to Lu Xiu. He only heard rumors that they were complicated, not to mention that he had already married a wife and had concubines. In his eyes, even if he was really the son of Emperor Xiaoren, he was... …

Therefore, privately, he opposed this marriage. Fortunately, his father did not explicitly agree to marry the emperor, so there was still room for change.

Until they came to Luo'an, the younger sister knew about the marriage and sternly refused, which was expected. However, her attitude was repeatedly disrespectful and deliberately offended His Highness, which really gave him a headache. Compared with before, her words and deeds were a little abnormal... …

It's just that this abnormality made him a little confused.

Xiao Jingnan only stayed there for a moment, and then he and Xiao Qianyi entered the mansion one after another.

It's cold and in the flower hall, the charcoal in the small yellow-glazed stove is burning red. There is a three-legged gilt-copper incense burner on the table, which emits a faint fragrance and floats in the air. It smells fresh, sweet and light.

They said they were here to help, but in fact there was nothing for them to do.

Yu Wenjue took the main seat, and the others took their seats in turn. Xiao Qianyi was next to Xiao Jingnan as usual.

The palace occupies a huge area, and the flower hall is also spacious. Even though there are many servants and maids coming and going along the way, she still looks empty for some reason.

Xiao Qianyi looked at the layout of the inner room. During this period, Gongsun Xu and Xiao Nanjing talked more, and the imperial doctor's order interjected a word or two from time to time. The atmosphere was not cold at all.

Weiyu Wenjue hardly spoke to her.

Xiao Qianyi looked around and paused briefly after passing a certain place.

Yu Wenjue's face was very pale. He usually spoke little and was even more silent when he was feeling unwell.

Xiao Qianyi looked away. She had been together for so long, and she always listened to the imperial doctor's instructions. She was somewhat aware of his injury. Although it was basically healed, the wound would still hurt whenever the weather changed, making people restless.

She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the main seat. It was snowing today, so she guessed it was the pain of an old injury.

When her father went on an expedition with the emperor in the past, he also suffered from old injuries. He suffered endless sins on cloudy days. She vaguely remembered that there seemed to be some kind of medicine that could relieve the pain.

Xiao Qianyi recalled carefully, but vaguely remembered something like——

I should ask my brother.

She turned her head and was about to ask Xiao Jingnan, who was listening to Gongsun Xu next to her, but she saw a scene. The person on the main seat had a pair of unwavering black eyes on his cold white face. He was staring at something with an uneasy expression on his face. It seemed like he was fighting against the snow and frost in the past, but maybe it was the heating that made his cold and indifferent edges blur and soften.

Xiao Qianyi was stunned, as if she was meeting him for the first time after knowing him for so long.

She felt a little guilty, and hurriedly moved her eyes away in panic, her heart beating wildly, as if she had glimpsed some secret, and seemed to feel something different.

Xiao Qianyi quietly calmed down and raised her head as if nothing had happened, only to see Yu Wenjue still staring there.

She couldn't help but follow his gaze, searching for the source of his confusion.

I don't know when, a beautiful maidservant was sitting on her knees in front of the table. There was a small tea set in front of her, roasting tea, grinding tea, cooking tea... Every move she made while lowering her head and raising her wrists was filled with indescribable tenderness.

Xiao Qianyi couldn't help but take another look at the woman's face. She didn't see how outstanding her appearance was, but when she was making tea, her expression was focused and skillful, which was indeed pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Qianyi lowered her eyes. So he was happy with such a gentle and well-behaved woman?

She stopped looking at him, and stopped listening to what serious and interesting things they were talking about. She just buried her head in her thoughts.

In her wild thoughts, the maid came to her with tea and served it respectfully.

Everything he did was extremely polite, without any hint of frivolity or inappropriateness.

Xiao Qianyi took it calmly and glanced up there. He no longer looked anywhere else but just stared at the cup, not knowing what he was thinking.

He just simply likes to drink tea.

Xiao Qianyi turned her eyes to the person in front of her, raised her lips and smiled slightly, her eyes a little more kind and friendly.

She took a sip, feeling sweet and bitter in her mouth.

I didn't really like these in the past, but occasionally I could feel a different taste.

Xiao Jingnan couldn't help being surprised when he saw that the people beside him were silent for a long time, and even heard about the war after the year. He couldn't help but be surprised. He turned around and saw Xiao Qianyi quietly sipping tea.

"What? Do you like this tea too?"

Maybe Xiao Jingnan was too surprised and raised his voice, or maybe it was just that the flower hall was too quiet. When she asked this question, everyone's eyes fell on her.

Including the one with ice cold water.

Xiao Qianyi's face heated up, and she looked at Xiao Jingnan angrily, but she quickly adjusted her mood and asked with a smile, "Yeah, I wonder what kind of tea this is?"

"Snowy mountains and white dew."