Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

"Where?"

"Prison."

Liang Huan frowned: "What? Imprisonment?"

The chamberlain nodded and replied: "Among those captured from Zhang's Mansion."

Liang Huan suddenly realized it and searched around for a long time. Unexpectedly, he found it right under his nose.

Gao Qian glanced at her: "In that case, didn't it mean that the old woman harmed you?"

Liang Huan didn't say anything, so it made sense, otherwise how could Zhang Baoyue be able to cast poison.

Liang Huan thought for a moment and said to Gao Qian, "Can your Majesty show Zhang Baoyue's confession to my concubine?"

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Finding the whereabouts of the old woman, Liang Huan felt relieved.

After bathing, she sat in front of the mirror and Yuan Zhi helped her style her hair.

"I don't know why, I always feel like I sleep more deeply here at night than in the main hall."

Liang Huan raised her eyes and looked in the mirror, and saw Yuan Zhi's wrinkled face, which was strange.

Liang Huan said calmly: "Maybe you are tired from working these days."

When Gao Qian came here for the first time, Yuan Zhi might have been sleeping so deeply that she didn't hear any noise, but after so many days, she was not awakened by their voices even one night. This was no longer a simple sleep. It's a question of sinking.

Since Gao Qian didn't want Yuan Zhi to know, for the sake of her safety, Liang Huan didn't plan to tell her either.

After all, some of what they said related to the royal family's secrets, and it would be useless for Yuan Zhi to know.

Yuan Zhi blushed, fearing that Liang Huan would misunderstand: "This slave is not complaining about hard work to the empress."

Liang Huan smiled carelessly.

At this moment, Xianglan and Mu Yan walked in one after the other.

Xianglan smiled and said: "My queen, I have good news for you."

Even a normally steady person could not hide the joy in his eyes. What kind of good news could this be?

Liang Huan felt relieved.

Yuan Zhi's eyes moved: "Could it be that the ban has been lifted?"

Xianglan scolded her: "You don't understand the rules."

Seeing that Xianglan didn't deny it, Yuan Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up. She only cared about being happy and didn't care about the irregularities. She kept asking questions, but Xianglan deliberately wanted to test her temper and pretended to be offended. Reluctant to say.

Yuan Zhi was annoyed and turned around to ask Mu Yan. Mu Yan was so troubled by her that she had no choice but to nod.

When she got the affirmative answer, Yuan Zhi jumped three feet high.

She was really anxious after being grounded on and off for so long since autumn.

Yuan Zhi became more energetic: "Do you want to move back to the main hall now? I wonder if the Lord will stay overnight tonight?"

Xianglan saw that Liang Huan was hesitant to speak, and then remembered that she asked Mu Yan to come to ask questions, so she used the excuse to pack her things and half coaxed and half dragged Yuan Zhi outside together.

Liang Huan glanced at the door and saw no one else. He went to the small table and sat down. There was a book on the table.

"Mu Yan, has it been a while since I read to you?"

During this period of time, she was in poor health and had so many things going on. How could she still have the energy to teach him how to read and write?

Mu Yan gestures: The body is the most important.

Liang Huan nodded with a smile and asked him to sit down too.

Mu Yan hesitated and walked closer. After seeing the books on the table clearly, he met the inquiring gaze and lowered his eyes uncomfortably.

Liang Huan looked at him and asked, "Is this Zuo Zhuan good to read?"

Mu Yan sat down and his eyes flashed. Does it look good? Not good-looking?

He raised his hand and put it back again, raising his eyes to stare at Liang Han.

Liang Huan smiled: "There is another opinion about this book. I don't know if you know it. How about I demonstrate it to you?"

Mu Yan looked uncertain.

Liang Huan tilted his head to think about it and said, "Let's take your name as an example."

After that, first break down the words, then flip through the corresponding chapter, then look for the words in the paragraph, and finally form a sentence...

Liang Han closed the book and pushed it in front of Mu Yan: "Would you like to try using my name too?"

Mu Yan's expression became increasingly stiff.

She read it very quickly just now, more than ten times faster than him who slowly searched for them one by one.

Liang Huan smiled: "The method is like this, but it's a pity that it doesn't make a sentence."

She said bluntly: "Are you playing for the North Side?"

Mu Yan stopped pretending after being discovered, after all, she was more skilled than him.

Mu Yan was surprised: I didn’t expect you to be too.

Liang Huan lowered his eyes and smiled: "I'm not, I just happen to know how to do it. But if you need it, I can help you in the future."

Mu Yan was a little confused for a moment. After being stunned for a while, he spread his hands with a question on his face.

Liang Huan smiled faintly. It was not surprising that Mu Yan was so surprised. She used to be the granddaughter of the Taifu and a noble lady of the noble family, but now she has become the emperor's favorite concubine. Where did you learn this, and why did you stick to the north?

Mu Yan was puzzled.

Liang Huan said calmly: "I don't belong to any side, I only belong to myself. As for me saying that I will help you, I am not helping the north, but helping Song Mian."

Mu Yan was startled, then smiled and nodded.

Liang Huan sighed: "When did it start?"

Mu Yan started gesticulating again. He found it troublesome and would write on the table with tea in his hands.

Liang Huan also understood.

At that time, he almost died, but fortunately the old palace man rescued him. Later, he learned that the old palace man was not only a Zhou native, but also a craftsman.

In order to repay the old palace man for saving his life, and with his own experience, he took over from the old palace man and continued to do this.

Liang Huan understood and suddenly asked: "Are Zhang Baoyue and Zhang Yao the same as you?"

Mu Yan was stunned, shook his head, and wrote on the table: Probably not, I haven't heard of it, but it is also possible that his level is too low and he cannot be contacted.

Liang Huan nodded and said: "Actually, I have roughly guessed it since I found "Zuo Zhuan" in your room."

But she thought Mu Yan did this because of Lu Xiu.

Thinking of this, Liang Huan stopped beating around the bush: "I can ask you to help find out if there is any news about Lu Xiu over there?"

Mu Yan was surprised.

Yes, he knew that she used to be Lu Xiu's concubine, but Lu Xiu was dead long ago. She was now the emperor's concubine and had an heir. Why did she suddenly feel that Lu Xiu was not dead? And he also went to Zhou State?

Mu Yan's surprise and astonishment were clearly written on her face.

Liang Huan didn't know how to explain it, and couldn't explain it in a few words.

If she really dies unfortunately, the only person she can trust with this child is his father.

At least, this is the best way out for the child, and she must try her best.

Mu Yan lowered his head and calmed down little by little.

One day after Liang Huan was promoted to Concubine Shu, the content of the information he was asked to inquire about changed from other trivial matters to Concubine Shu's daily life...

He couldn't figure out why.

But he didn't refuse, he readily agreed and did it.

Not only did he stay in Hanguang Palace, he also admitted his identity. In order to get closer to her, he even lied to her that he could not write and wanted to study.

She agreed and taught her so carefully.

Day after day, the guilt in his heart increased day by day.

He was happy to meet again after a long absence.

But whether it was intentional or not, it was undeniable that compared to her purity, his relationship with her had hidden selfishness and purpose.

He understood that now was the opportunity to confess to her, but he did not have the courage to say...

How was he going to tell her that his mission was to monitor her every move?

If she knew, she would never consider him a friend like she does now.

Mu Yan hesitated again and again, but still endured the next words and just nodded in agreement.