Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

There is only more than a month left before the production date, so if you really have any plans, you need to start as soon as possible.

Thinking about this, Liang Huan asked again: "Is it possible that you really want to work for them for the rest of your life? Even if you repay your past kindness, such a long time is enough. This palace is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. While I am still here and can When I call the shots, it’s not difficult to help you get out.”

After a pause, he added: "You also know that I am poisoned. What if I really die during childbirth? It will be difficult for you to leave by then."

Her voice was extremely low and her expression was solemn.

Mu Yan felt complicated and felt even more guilty.

He dipped in tea and wrote on the desk: Why don't you ask me what my mission is?

Liang Huan said casually: "It's either about the Queen Mother or about the Lord."

Mu Yan looked at her and wrote one word on her face: you.

Liang Huan's eyes widened in disbelief: "Me?"

Mu Yan nodded vigorously and wrote again: Monitor your actions.

Liang Huan looked at the wet handwriting in disbelief: "Why me?"

Mu Yan shook his head.

Liang Huan hurriedly asked: "Where to start?"

Mu Yan was about to write when he heard Liang Huan say: "Did it start when I was pregnant and concubine Feng Shufei?"

Liang Huan did not forget that after learning that she was pregnant, Zhou Jun sent someone to send a congratulatory gift.

Mu Yan nodded honestly: I just followed the instructions and didn't know the reason.

Liang Huan frowned. Could it be that they really wanted to take advantage of this child?

"Have they ever asked me about my pregnancy?"

Liang Huan was frightened and stared at Mu Yan firmly.

Mu Yan shook his head slightly and wrote on the case: Just a daily act.

Liang Huan felt relieved, as long as they were not children, everything else would be easy to deal with.

"That's okay, you can just report as usual in the future. However, I asked you to help inquire about Lu Xiu, but be sure not to let them know that it is me who wants to ask."

Mu Yan was full of doubts, but seeing that she didn't want to say more and couldn't ask further questions, she just nodded in agreement.

It was late at night, and Liang Huan asked Mu Yan to go back and rest, while she lay on the bed and turned over the white jade jue.

What was the purpose of the Northern Zhou Dynasty monitoring itself?

Could it be related to Lu Xiu?

It's better to err on the side of caution until you're sure of your true intentions.

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When the sky was bright, Liang Huan slowly got up from the bed. It had been so many days since he moved to the side hall, and he had almost forgotten what it was like to sleep until he woke up naturally. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It's rare for a high dive to come here in the middle of the night.

Liang Huan felt strange and couldn't help but ask more. Xianglan said that he saw Gao Qian getting dressed and going to the morning court before dawn.

Liang Huan watched Xiang Lan raise the curtain and was silent for a moment. When Gao Qian wasn't drunk or crazy, he was quite normal, even quite serious...

Yuan Zhi helped change clothes.

Xianglan raised her eyes to look at Liang Huan and said softly: "Mother, you are pregnant now and your body is inconvenient, but you will never be like this again in the future."

Liang Huan was stunned.

Xianglan continued: "Which of the concubines in the harem does not go to pay greetings to the queen mother and empress, and which empress dares to go out before the master? Who does not carefully wash and change clothes and send them outside the palace?"

Liang Huan looked at her with a smile. She must have been holding these words in her heart for a long time.

Yuan Zhi curled her lips: "Aren't these all forgiven by the Lord?"

Xianglan looked at Yuan Zhi and shook her head.

"Don't you know what it means to be favored and to think of humiliation and to be prepared for danger in times of peace? Your Majesty is so favored now that you can naturally be confident. If one day her beauty and favor fade away, all the 'favours' and 'pardons' in the past will turn into disregard for the palace rules." evidence of guilt."

Yuan Zhi's face turned pale and she nervously pulled Xianglan's arm. Can she say that she is so sexy and relaxed so early in the morning?

Xianglan slapped her hand away and said kind words to Liang Huan:

"Empress, even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about the future of the little prince and princess, right? It's easy to dodge open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Not to mention the far ones, but the close ones, the status of Zhang Xuanhui is far inferior to that of the empress. Why? To frame and hate you like this, who knows if there is someone else behind her?"

This is getting deeper and deeper.

Yuan Zhi's face was so frightened that she always said that she spoke freely, so why couldn't she stop her now?

Liang Huan stared at Xianglan thoughtfully.

Xianglan continued: "I know that you have a good relationship with your master, but it is precisely because of your good relationship that the more I look at you, the more frightened I become."

Feeling good?

Liang Huan held back her smile, patted her shoulder and nodded: "Don't worry."

After saying that, he took advantage of the dressing stall to sit in front of the bronze mirror.

Although Xianglan was willing to give up, he followed up with a lot of advice.

Liang Huan was helpless, so he asked her to take the Buddha statues painted during the confinement and send them to the Queen Mother, and then she found a moment of peace.

As soon as Xianglan left, Yuan Zhi asked curiously: "Since the empress doesn't like to hear it, why don't you stop it?"

Liang Huan smiled faintly: "I know what to do, but the advice just now is what she should say as the maid in charge. What's more, what she said is right, why should I stop it? If only because I don't want to listen. , so I don’t let her say that as time goes by, it will become my loss.”

Yuan Zhi seemed to understand.

While taking the medicine, Gao Qian sent his chamberlain to bring Zhang Baoyue's confession.

Liang Yuping retreated from the crowd, leaving only Yuan Zhi in front of him, and took out Zhang Baoyue's old copybook. The two of them gathered around the waiter and took the two things to compare and study.

Yuan Zhi leaned on the desk, looking at this and that.

"It's Zhang Xuanhui's calligraphy..."

Liang Huan looked at the confession and nodded gently: "It is indeed her handwriting."

While they were talking, Xianglan came back and said that Huang Liangyuan was asking for an audience outside the palace.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen Huang Wei.

Liang Huan put away the volumes on the case table and asked Yuan Zhi to offer tea fruits.

Huang Kuan stepped inside and bowed before moving forward.

We haven’t seen each other for a long time, so we exchanged pleasantries.

During the chat, Liang Huan was slightly surprised. Huang Wei was relatively plump, but when he saw him today, he had lost a lot of weight, and his temper was not as lively and cheerful as before.

Liang Huan glanced at her cheek a few more times.

The hairpin scratched by Zhao Ruxin caused a deep and long wound, and it was close to the head. Liang Huan did not dare to use the original formula of the medicine for fear that it would cure the face and poison the person, so the later ointment was an improved one. , but the toxicity is reduced, and the effect is also reduced.

It's hard to see it from a distance, but up close, you can still see traces of light pink.

Liang Huan took out a small wooden box from the drawer at hand and handed it to her: "I have been shut up these days and have made a lot of flowers, including gold ones, silver ones, and some pearl ones. I picked some that are suitable for you. , it looks great on the face, I’ve tried it.”

Huang Wei was obviously surprised when he saw the wooden box. He took it with both hands and opened it immediately as usual, but he looked very lonely between his brows.

Liang Huan winked, and Yuan Zhi led the palace attendants to retreat to the outside.

Liang Huan looked at Huang Wei and slowed down his voice: "You are the first person to come to Hanguang Palace. Apart from visiting me this early in the morning, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Huang Wei smiled bitterly: "I can't hide anything from you."

She put down the wooden box in her hand, left her seat, bowed to the ground, and cried.

"Empress, Baoyue can never commit suicide, nor can she harm the empress. She must have been framed."

Liang Huan squinted her eyes and looked at her. Zhang Xuanhui, Song Wanhua, and Huang Liangyuan lived in the same palace and had always had a good relationship.

Now, she is the only one left.