Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The sudden rush of fishy and salty taste couldn't suppress the bitterness in my mouth.

Gao Qian was silent for a moment and then asked, "Will you?"

"What will happen? What if it doesn't? Do you think you can control me like this?"

Liang Huan looked at him coldly: "Besides, this little pain is nothing compared to what you brought to me?"

Gao Qian narrowed his eyes and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Qian Ming knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, looking at this and that, and said anxiously: "Mother, my lord, he——"

Liang Huan suddenly wanted to laugh: "You're going to die soon, aren't you? That means I'm going to die too."

Gao Qian didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

Liang Huan understood in his heart that although he couldn't diagnose his pulse, why couldn't he get a glimpse from his complexion, the number of times he took medicine, and the long sighs of the imperial doctor?

"Isn't it just to cover up what's going on and what's being sealed as queen?"

Liang Huan shook his head and laughed, full of sarcasm.

Gao Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, with thousands of words stuck in his throat.

Everyone's hearts and minds were trembling, and they had no idea what the two of them were talking about.

Jiang Wei's brows furrowed tightly. The empress has never practiced martial arts and is no match for the Lord. However, the Lord acted like this. It was clear that he was willing to give in... or was he deliberately testing?

He couldn't understand a little.

Qian Ming looked at the two of them, knowing that the misunderstanding was too deep, and his eyes turned red. He couldn't help it, so he could only say cruelly: "Mother, you really misunderstood the master. The one who took the shadow was not you at all, but the master, the master." In order to save you and the princess——"

"Shut up!" Gao Qian said without raising his eyes, his voice was extremely cold, "You all retreat outside the hall. No one is allowed to take a step forward without Gu's permission."

Jiang Wei's face turned pale: "Your Majesty!"

Not to mention Jiang Wei, the rest of the people were shocked and unbelievable.

It was obviously easy to take down the Queen, but now they are asking all of them to withdraw? What should I do if something goes wrong?

Gao Qian lowered his voice: "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

With a cold voice, the dancer and musician were so frightened that they rolled and crawled, as if they had received a pardon order, fearing that they would not be able to escape.

Jiang Wei had no choice but to turn around and leave with the imperial army.

Qian Ming ignored being dragged out by others, and ignored the repeated warnings in his eyes as cold as knives, wiping his tears and choking loudly.

"Mother, the Lord has never wanted to control you. Many of his words are made up to deceive you. He just wants to save you, really just to save you! Your Majesty, why do you have to hide it like this? Why bother... "

Those who cried and shouted were still dragged out.

No matter how loud the sound was, it gradually became inaudible.

Liang Huan stared blankly at the person in front of her, holding the sword stiffly, her face pale, and the cold air rolling up from the soles of her feet froze her.

She suddenly realized, and finally understood why Qian Ming hesitated to speak several times, and finally understood why their symptoms were different from what she had found, and how the medicines were prepared were wrong...

No wonder Gao Qian arrested Mu Yan and deliberately let him see and hear him.

Just to make her believe that what she took was a shadow.

Liang Han took a breath, his eyes were full of coldness, and he stepped back step by step, his voice trembling slightly: "Do you think I will be grateful to you?"

Fear, disgust, and unprecedented hatred swallowed her up instantly like waves.

Everyone had left, and there was no one else in the empty hall except them. Her voice sounded like that of a ghost demanding life.

Gao Qian held the sword and stopped her from going back: "What are you afraid of?"

After catching her gaze, he swallowed all the words he was about to blurt out. He narrowed his eyes and looked away.

The blood that had been held in his mouth for a long time finally overflowed. The dazzling red color snaked down the corners of his mouth, making his face even more gray.

Gao Qian suddenly threw away the sword in Liang Han's hand.

With a bang, the long sword fell in the distance.

Gao Qian raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth. The palms and backs of his hands were covered with blood. Blood beads dropped from his palms to the ground like broken threads.

But he seemed unable to see and felt no pain at all.

"Did I ask you to be grateful?"

Gao Qian sighed and just raised his eyebrows at her: "If you hadn't begged Gu to protect her that day, how could Gu have cared about your life and death?"

"I am the Son of Heaven, you have no words to say, that's all."

He paused and then said: "As for concealing and deceiving, Liang Huan, Gu is the king of a country. If someone with ulterior motives knows about it, as long as he catches you and kills you, Gu will definitely die. How can Gu not hide it... …”

"Gu is not that stupid, so you have nothing to be afraid of."

Liang Huan looked at him silently.

Gao Qian glanced at her and slowly lowered his eyes, staring at the blood on the ground. His voice was hoarse and his mouth seemed to be uncontrollable.

"Did you really think Gu couldn't see that you were acting... You couldn't deceive him, so you thought you could deceive Gu?"

"I'm just..."

"only--"

He had been with her for so long, how could he not understand her?

If she was really his child, she would have committed suicide long ago. How could she have a temper tantrum with him?

Gao Qian's throat was dry and he could hardly speak anymore.

Liang Huan seemed to have roots under her feet, standing still and motionless, with tears overflowing from her wide-open red eyes and flowing down her cheeks.

It's humiliation and resentment.

Gao Qian glanced at her seemingly casually, but his heart was already twisted into a ball, and an indescribable feeling was driving him crazy.

She really hated him to the core.

He knew that once he knew the truth, it would only make her hate him even more.

No, she doesn't know yet.

It seemed as if rain and fog were covering his eyes.

Gao Qian took a breath and clenched his fists with all his strength. Only the clear and constant pain could awaken the remaining reason, restrain what he wanted to say to her, and control the feet that involuntarily wanted to step towards her. .

"Liang Huan, let's go."

"The revenge you wanted to take and the people you wanted to kill have almost all gone as you wished. If there is anything left to do, the only ones left are me and the Queen Mother."

"The matter has come to this, and I don't need to hide it from you anymore. I really don't have long to live, maybe a month at most, or..."

He smiled, his throat rolling, and his voice was as hoarse as swallowing a handful of sand, scratching his throat.

"When I die, this poison will be resolved, and your revenge will be avenged."

He pursed his lips and laughed at himself: "I had known that this promise would cost people's lives, so why not if I break the promise once? This is also in accordance with the old saying, those who do unrighteousness will surely die."

He paused and then said: "As for the Queen Mother, you are no match for her."

Liang Huan still stood and did not give any answer. She looked at him coldly, as if watching a Nuo opera.

Gao Qian clenched his palms, and immediately felt a heartbreaking pain: "You don't have to doubt me, I am not doing it for you. Not to mention that I have no life left to fight for, even if you are intact, you will only make it easier for them to kill me." I."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the dragon chair in the opposite direction, his bleeding hands slowly caressing the golden dragon chair.

Gao Qian sat down and looked at her again: "In addition, it is false to ask you to go to Zixiao Temple to practice, but it is true to send you to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. In this way, I may be able to live a few more days."

He was finally the only one left in the Tai Chi Hall.

Gao Qian lowered his head. The embroidery bag in his palm was soaked with blood, and the color of the flying butterflies also changed.

He pulled the corners of his lips and laughed silently.

What kind of joke did God play on him? He seemed to be living again, but nothing seemed to have changed.

In the early morning of the next day, the emperor led his army and set out for Tuyang. All the people in the palace and the civil and military officials of the court knelt down to pay their respects.

There was also a small team of troops escorting the queen and princess to Zixiao nunnery.

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