Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Liang Huan lowered his eyes and smiled faintly: "'When you enter that court, call him your grandson, you will live forever.' Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the most respected person in the world. Your Majesty's eternity will naturally last longer than thousands of years."

Gao Qian stopped, lowered his head, his eyes dimmed imperceptibly, leaned a little, and smiled again.

"Yes, long live forever, hundreds of millions of years."

My heart felt like it had been poked by something, but it didn't hurt too much.

He suddenly understood them somewhat.

Gao Qian carried Liang Huan silently all the way to the side hall, placed her beside the bath, turned around and left without saying another word.

The dormitory was smashed into a mess, so he definitely couldn't stay the night.

After Liang Huan finished taking a bath, the residence in the side hall had been packed up.

In the clean and elegant room, the moon-white curtains resemble mist and mist. In the large floor-to-ceiling vase, there are newly folded wintersweet branches. The yellow plum blossoms on the branches are like beeswax, and the cold aroma is filled with every breath.

Liang Huan stepped forward and picked one off, feeling a little lost in thought.

In previous winters, the wintersweet flowers on her desk never broke.

Seeing Liang Huan staring at wintersweet, Yuan Zhi couldn't help but laugh and said: "When Mu Yan brought it, I thought the empress would like it, and I was right."

When I thought of the pot of 'green peonies', I couldn't help but sigh, and hurriedly added: "Don't worry, Madam, Mu Yan brought this flower back from the garden herself, and my servant has just checked it."

"The imperial doctor has told you to lie down more and walk less. If you don't feel sleepy now, can I bring you two books?"

Liang Huan came back to his senses, smiled and nodded, "Okay."

She actually likes to read a book before going to bed.

Yuan Zhi settled down with Liang Huan and returned to the main hall to get books.

When he was taking a bath just now, Xianglan said that Gao Qian was going to stay in the side hall.

Liang Huan held a small plum blossom between her fingertips, half leaning on it and half leaning on it. Without any high dive, she could finally sleep peacefully.

Thinking about it, she looked around the house again. Before Gao Qian recovered from her illness, it would be a good idea for her to move here. It would be quiet and convenient for bathing.

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The soup pool in the side hall is full of water vapor.

Qian Ming knelt by the pool, exerting all his strength, and looked at the red skin that had been scrubbed, and his lips trembled.

"Your Majesty, is it okay now?"

I also forgot which day it started. It was such a terrible thing to wait for the master to take a bath.

Every time he has to be washed again and again, but he still thinks it's not clean.

Not clean? It wasn't clear exactly what was unclean, and they couldn't figure it out.

I can only wait in fear.

Ever since he lived in Hanguang Palace, this unfortunate task had fallen on him.

Qian Ming quietly wiped his sweat.

The person sitting with his back against the wall of the pool was silent.

OK? Or not?

Qian Ming's round head was dripping with sweat.

He took a breath and bravely said: "Your Majesty, it is really clean."

Gao Qian didn't look back, and the humid air made his voice sound muffled.

"is it?"

Qian Ming looked at the red marks oozing out from under his skin and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it's very clean. I really can't rub it anymore, otherwise it will break the skin..."

If the emperor is bruised, he really won't have to live anymore.

The red marks now hurt him just looking at them, but the real owner didn't react at all.

"Okay, you made it clear. If she doesn't like it again, you must be lazy and slippery, so I will cut off your head."

Qian Ming raised his hand involuntarily, and for some reason his neck suddenly started to hurt.

He laughed dryly: "If your Majesty is worried, I will wash you again, and then wash you again..."

"He is indeed a lazy person." Gao Qian snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Qian Ming: "..."

While washing and cursing, I don’t know who is the one who doesn’t have eyesight?

Not clean? Whoever thinks it is unclean will come! Let us also see, what does clean mean? !

Strange to say, the master seemed to be a different person.

How long have you been doing this? Let’s just say that I love Concubine Shu. She hasn’t slept with her since she entered the palace. However, she is also pregnant, so it is inconvenient.

Even Zhao Hongde, who was the most favored in the past, still accepted Concubine Shu once or twice when she first entered the palace. After that, he never touched anyone or went to any palace.

Changed your temper?

There was a buzzing in my head, maybe my body was broken, right?

Qian Ming stretched his neck and glanced in front of him.

"Qian Ming."

With a gentle sound, Qian Ming felt as if he was struck by lightning. He woke up with a start and trembled: "Hey, Your Majesty, the little one is here."

His heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he was extremely energetic.

Gao Qian turned his head and was a little unhappy at his surprise, and frowned: "Do you think it's good to live in Hanguang Palace?"

"Ah?" Qian Ming was stunned and opened his mouth.

He closed his mouth, swallowed, and his mind was racing.

In just a moment, Qian Ming had the answer.

"Of course it's good!"

Gao Qian looked at him and raised his eyebrows, then turned around and said, "Can you tell me a good idea?"

Without the emperor's direct gaze, Qian Ming felt relieved.

He licked his lips and said: "It is definitely not good for Your Majesty to be grounded. However, compared to you being trapped alone in Taiji Hall, you are now staying in Hanguang Hall, facing Concubine Shu day and night every day, whether it is reading Whether it’s writing, playing the piano or painting, having someone you like with you will always make your life happier.”

Speaking of this, Qian Ming felt more and more right.

At first I thought this Liang was not simple, but now it seems that he is absolutely right.

Today he thought he was doomed. Who would have thought that besides smashing things and not killing anyone, his master could calm down so quickly.

What's wrong with living in Hanguang Hall?

But it's so good. After the word 'go', you don't have to worry about anything.

Qian Ming couldn't help but sigh: "I have been serving your majesty for a long time. I have never seen anyone in this harem treat your majesty as well as Concubine Shu."

"Is she okay being alone?" Gao Qian didn't look back.

Qian Ming nodded firmly: "Of course it's good, the little one can see it."

High potential silence.

Qian Ming hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Your Majesty has been suffering from headaches for many years. Whenever the pain occurs, all the concubines hide as far away as possible. Even the queen only sends the imperial doctor. Even if she comes in person, I advise you to take the decoction, Concubine Shu is the only one who cares most about the problem and is thinking of ways to treat and relieve your pain."

"Your Majesty, do you know how long it has been since you had a headache?"

"how long?"

"Four months and twenty-three days!"

"Yeah."

Qian Ming was confused: "How can I remember it wrong? I was drawing straight words on the wall every day!"

Gao Qian frowned and stared at him for a while.

Qian Ming smiled.

Gao Qian withdrew his gaze and continued to remain silent.

Qian Ming thought for a while and then said: "More than that, since Concubine Shu entered the palace, Your Majesty has not held banquets and drunkenness, nor has she been greedy for publicity and sex. When she is with His Majesty, all she does is to cultivate her moral character. If it wasn’t for this, you could sleep through the night and not have nightmares.”

Qian Ming was quite emotional: "The most rare thing is that Concubine Shu never fights or grabs, and she never asks for credit or reward in front of His Majesty. No matter what happens, we always discuss it with you. She is a person who truly cares about you and treats you well." .”

"is it?"

"Of course, Concubine Shu has Your Majesty in her heart."

"Qian Ming, how long have you been following Gu?"

"Fifteen years."

"So long."

"Yes, I served His Majesty as soon as I entered the palace. You were only the fourth prince at that time."

Gao Qian stared at the memory carefully and vaguely remembered that in the crowd, he noticed at a glance the fat man with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like head. He had red eyes, twitching, and a clear tear. He was so weak, and all the flesh on his body was really wasted.

Gao Qian laughed in a low voice: "You said that, so it must be right..."