Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

After all, I have something on my mind. I know every word of this page, but I have read it together many times, but I still don’t understand what is said.

Liang Huan simply closed the book and put it aside. In a blink of an eye, he saw Yuan Zhi leaning on one spot, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

No wonder I didn't see her talking for a long time.

Liang Huan called softly: "Yuan Zhi, go to sleep."

Yuan Zhi rubbed her eyes and looked over confusedly: "Is your Majesty going to have a rest?"

Liang Huan responded and urged her to rest.

Yuan Zhi extinguished the last lamp, yawned and left.

Liang Huan was lying down, his mind was in a mess.

It's not that I didn't suspect that Zhang Yao was a spy of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but before I could dig deeper, Zhang Baoyue died, and even Zhang Yao ran away. It was a pity that Zhang Yao couldn't be killed for revenge.

Did Zhang Baoyue really commit suicide out of fear of crime?

Was that confession letter designed for high potentials?

And who designed it?

Mu Banyan wouldn't know anything. It must not be a coincidence that he read "Zuo Zhuan"...

The moonlight fell on the ground through the window, mottled. Liang Huan smelled the fragrance of wintersweet and fell asleep in her wild thoughts.

Half asleep and half awake, Liang Huan couldn't open her eyes, but the heavy weight of her body made her uncomfortable. She couldn't sleep for long and had to change positions. She tossed and turned all night long, making her sleep restless.

Liang Huan stood up again.

But this time it was a little different. She clearly felt an aura that was oppressive and dangerous.

Liang Huan opened her eyes in confusion, and unexpectedly met a pair of dark eyes, which looked bright and scary in the dark room.

The black human image was a black raccoon slave hiding in the middle of the night, staring straight at her.

High potential? !

Liang Huan broke into a cold sweat and jumped up from the bed with eyes wide open.

With a bang, her head hit the other head firmly.

Liang Huan covered her forehead, gasping in pain and tears streaming down her face.

Her heart was beating wildly. It was not a dream, Gao Qian really appeared in front of her in the middle of the night!

...Could he be sick?

Liang Huan's face was full of alert, and he quickly wiped away his tears. He carefully moved back and glanced around, looking for weapons that could be used directly in case of emergency.

Gao Qian only took a step back amidst the sound of pain and had no other reaction.

Liang Huan looked at his face carefully, not daring to shout or call anyone for fear of irritating him.

She calmed down and whispered, "Your Majesty?"

On a moonlit night, the room is not too dark. Once your eyes adjust, you can still see clearly, including the person standing in front of you.

Gao Qian responded softly. He glanced at her with resentment, as if he wanted to rub his forehead, but he raised his hand halfway and lowered it again. He endured the pain and turned around, standing with his back to her.

His voice was very soft: "You don't have to be afraid."

It seems that the person is still awake.

"Okay, I'm not afraid."

Liang Huan pretended to be relaxed, but in fact he didn't dare to relax at all, his eyes were always watching his every move.

"Why did your Majesty come here so suddenly? I will call them here now——"

Gao Qian interrupted: "Don't disturb them, I just came to take a look."

Have a look?

If you don't like it anymore, just cut it off with a knife?

It's not impossible.

Liang Huan gritted his teeth and softened his tone: "Then your Majesty, go back and rest after reading this."

After speaking, she stared at his hand tightly, not daring to be careless.

Gao Qian was silent for a moment, then turned around and asked hesitantly: "Can you stay with me for a while?"

accompany?

Liang Huan's scalp felt numb.

Gao Qian lowered his eyes and said, "I had a bad dream. Please talk to me for a while. I will forget about the dream and go back to sleep."

Liang Huan secretly cursed a few words and forced a smile: "Okay, but if you want to talk, why don't you light a lamp?"

Hearing this, Gao Qian immediately turned around and agreed simply: "Okay!"

After agreeing to light the lamp, Gao Qian just stood motionless by the bed.

Liang Huan stared at him with big eyes.

After a while, Liang Huan sighed, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

"it is good."

Liang Huan climbed out of bed awkwardly, stood barefoot on the ground, put on her shoes in the moonlight, and found an oil lamp on the desk. After groping for a long time, she found the fire seal.

A lamp is like a bean, flickering on and off.

But with just such a light, I still feel a lot more at ease.

Liang Huan put down the fire certificate and was about to find some clothes to put on when he heard Gao Qian say:

"It's cold at night, so you'd better go back to bed and lie down."

Liang Huan was stunned and glanced at the bed. Two people were lying on the bed talking in the middle of the night?

"No need, I'm not sleepy either—"

Gao Qian didn't give her a chance to say anything further. He lifted up his clothes and sat on the footrest in front of the bed: "You lie down and I sit down."

After saying that, he raised his hand to rub his forehead and said disgustedly: "Liang Huan, your head is really hard. I have never seen a woman like you -"

Gao Qian stopped mid-sentence and looked at Liang Huan standing on the ground holding the lamp without moving, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"What are you still doing? Is it possible that you are forced to be a pregnant woman when you leave so many concubines alone?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and tugged at the hem of his clothes, and stopped looking at her.

It was hard to say in the past, but now, it is indeed not the case. At least they have been in the same room together for several days. Although Mu Yan is with him, if Gao Qian really wants to do something, even if there are ten Mu Yan, he can't stop him. Can't live.

What's more, not to mention that he is now focused on pro-government, even if he was not, he would not wrong himself on women...

Thinking of this, Liang Huan approached with a lamp.

The oil lamp was placed next to the bed, and Liang Huan took off her shoes and climbed into bed.

Gao Qian was shorter than her, sitting curled up on the footrest, with his back not only not touching the bed, but also some distance away.

Liang Huan took a look, wrapped herself in a quilt and sat back down, presumably because of Zhang Yao's business.

But he said he wanted her to talk with him, but he still didn't open his mouth.

Liang Huan frowned and thought about it. When he first came here, he seemed to have said it was because of a dream.

Humph, he must have killed innocent people indiscriminately and committed too many crimes in his two lifetimes, and now the innocent soul is here to demand his life.

Liang Huan glanced coldly, he deserved it.

"Liang Huan, you are so kind to this child."

Not wanting Gao Qian to suddenly look back at her.

Liang Huan's expression stiffened for a moment. His nervousness towards this child was indeed worthy of his doubts. It was even hard to tell whether the question he asked her was a test of her.

Liang Huan lowered his head: "Since I brought him into this world, I should do my best to take care of him and be good to him."

Gao Qian turned sideways and looked at her: "Do you hate your mother?"

Liang Huan nodded: "I hate it."

"I hate it too."

Gao Qian hated the Queen Mother, how could she not know?

Gao Qian lowered his eyes and said, "But I am different from you. You will love your children, but I will not."

He paused and added: "Even if it were my own child, I wouldn't like him."

Liang Huan raised his head, and the light only illuminated half of Gao Qian's face.

"So, your Majesty only has two princes so far?"

After being in the palace for so long, she had never seen him get close to the crown prince or the second prince.

Gao Qian was silent and said: "One more prince will only make one more person want me to die."