Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Yu Wenjue's eyes turned cold, he frowned, lowered his head and stared at her: "Why?"

He hadn't forgotten how she worked so hard to develop the poison and tried every means possible just to kill Gao Qian.

Why stop him when he can achieve something immediately?

No, no one can stop it.

Every time he recalled the scenes of her being humiliated in the dream, it felt like someone was taking a knife and cutting out his heart with one knife.

He has endured the pain of having his heart ripped out, and Gao Qian should repay him twice as much.

Liang Huan clearly saw the cold light flashing in Yu Wenjue's eyes, which was bloodthirsty indifference and strong murderous intent.

There was a moment of feeling strange, but yet familiar.

When he saw her shrinking gaze, Yu Wenjue's heart twitched. He raised his hand to cover her eyes and sighed: "Don't look at me like that."

Just like the fear in her eyes when she met him on the street that night.

He didn't want her to be afraid of him.

Yu Wenjue tightened his arms, pressed her firmly against his chest, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said softly: "Kill him, and let's leave together."

Liang Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he tried his best to push the person away. The fingertips of his clothes turned white.

She trembled her lips and looked at the person in front of her. The words on her lips were unspeakable.

How was she going to tell him that the unsolvable poison in her body was connected to her high-potential life?

If he knew, he would definitely not ignore her.

Take her and Gao Qian back to the Northern Zhou Dynasty?

No, that will definitely provoke a war between the two countries, and he will once again become the common goal of Qi and Zhou.

How will it end then?

Liang Han lowered his head, bit his lower lip and closed his eyes, his lips and teeth filled with bitterness.

She gritted her teeth, raised her eyes with difficulty, and squeezed out a few words through her teeth.

"The child is his."

"Huan Huan?" Yu Wenjue's expression changed and his throat rolled.

Liang Huan let go of his clothes, took a step back, looked into his eyes, and said again: "The child in my belly is his."

Yu Wenjue pinched her wrist and held it tightly, preventing her from retreating any further: "Do you know what you are talking about?!"

He was so hard that he almost crushed her.

But Liang Huan didn't feel any pain at all, and even wished it would hurt a little more to cover up the torn parts of his body.

With tears in her eyes, she bit her lips and nodded firmly: "I know."

Yu Wenjue narrowed his eyes, his eyes that should have been sharp were full of regret: "Don't lie to me, you can't lie to me!"

Liang Huan looked at him with a smile: "Why should I lie to you?"

"Huan Huan..." Yu Wenjue's lips were slightly open and his face was pale.

"I'm not lying to you, it's true."

The warmth in his eyes still overflowed.

Liang Huan wiped away her tears, pursed her lips, and looked at him again: "Before I went to Pingzhou, at the Tai Chi Hall, in the Tai Chi Hall, he and I -"

Yu Wenjue's eyes were red, and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "Hanwen, don't lie to me, okay?"

Liang Huan opened his eyes wide and smiled: "Otherwise, why do you think he wanted to make me Zhaoyi, and why did he allow me to go to you?"

"You did it...for me." Yu Wenjue seemed to have lost his strength and could not hold her hand.

Liang Huan shook him off and looked coldly: "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. For the sake of our relationship as husband and wife, let him go, let me and the child go. You can go."

Yu Wenjue stood in a daze, shaking his head numbly.

Liang Huan looked at him like that with heartbreaking pain: "I can't let my child be without a father. You understand that, right?"

He lost his father when he was young and once said that he did not want his children to be like him.

Yes, she knew him well, so every word she spoke was like a sharp knife, stabbing into his heart accurately.

Yu Wenjue took two steps forward and hugged her tightly.

"No, don't let go, Huan Huan, the child will not be without a father. You are my wife, and this child is my child——"

Liang Huan broke away from his arm and took a few steps back, her eyes red: "Don't be stupid! He is not your child! No!"

Yu Wenjue shook his head slightly, his eyes dim and his lips white.

"Huanwen, you don't want it, don't do this..."

"Don't be like this?" Liang Huan sniffed, tilted his head and smiled: "Then what should I do? You tell me what to do? Pretend that this child is yours and go with you?"

Yu Wenjue's voice was hoarse: "As long as you are willing."

Liang Huan dug her nails into her flesh and smiled: "Okay, then let me ask you, with what identity should I go with you? When I return to your Zhou Dynasty, what identity should I use to follow you? The princess of the enemy country ? Or Princess Qi? Is your Emperor of Zhou willing? Is he willing? Or should he continue to be some kind of concubine?"

"No, I said-"

Liang Huan interrupted him: "Yes, you said that no matter who you are, you are the only one for me."

"So what?" Liang Huan wiped away her tears with a smile and shook her head, "You are willing, but I am not willing yet. I am tired. I don't want to be criticized by thousands of people anymore, and I don't want to be reviled by thousands of people."

"You can't even decide who I am? Why should I go with you? Will I follow you to the Northern Zhou Dynasty to see people's faces? Will I depend on others to make a living? Will I continue to tolerate it?"

Liang Huan pointed to Xiao Qianyi aside and curled her lips: "Then tell me, when did Yu Chiyuan, who possesses unique skills, not even be able to subdue a little girl?"

She didn't give him a chance to speak, she raised her eyebrows and smiled sarcastically.

"No, it's not that she can't be subdued, it's that Yuan doesn't dare to be cruel to her, because you are controlled by others and can't be cruel to her, right?"

She smiled and looked at Xiao Qianyi again: "If I guess correctly, she is the rumored marriage partner chosen by King Zhou for King Qi, right?"

"In the past, there was a daughter of Prime Minister Cao, but today there is a girl from Yin Yue Mansion. There is Mrs. Sima and Princess Qi. Tell me, where is my position?"

"Whether you are Lu Xiu or Yu Wenjue, you can't even decide your own marriage, so why should you ask me to go with you? You can't even protect yourself, how can you protect me?"

"Or are you waiting for me to sell myself to someone next time, and then rush all the way to find you and save you?"

If his heart was chopped into pieces just now, then it was thrown under his feet and trampled mercilessly.

Liang Huan walked to Gao Qian and stood side by side with him regardless of the sharpness of the sword, looking at Yu Wenjue coldly.

"He is the king of a country. At least with him, no one dares to bully me or my children at will. He can protect me and give me status, honor, power and favor. He also promised to let me Be the queen, and then I will be the queen, my child will be the prince, and he will be the emperor in the future."

"What kind of revenge can't I avenge, and what kind of person can't I kill?"

"Tell me, why did I leave this kind of life behind and go with you?"

"You always knew that I wanted revenge, right? So, why do you think that in order to love you, I have to forget how my father and Awen died? Why do you think that in order to love you, I Do I have to let go of those who have humiliated me? And why do you think that in order to love you, I have to stay in a courtyard and wait for your return every day? "

Liang Huan looked at him, wiped away all the tears on his face, and curled up a smile: "You have no idea what I want."

Yu Wenjue lowered his head and let out a low laugh from deep in his throat.

In front of the gate of Duke Wei's mansion, she once held his hand and asked him.

What does the husband want most?