Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Wei Yue frowned and looked at her with a strange expression: "I really don't know whether I should call you stupid or stupid?"

Liang Huan smiled, tightened the reins, and nodded: "I feel relieved when you say that."

The light in his arched eyebrows was brighter and dazzling than the sunlight above his head at the moment.

Wei Yue took one look at that too unscrupulous smile, looked away, and cursed in a low voice: "Witch!"

I hurriedly hurriedly and slowly all the way, and finally arrived in Lianzhou when the sun was setting in the west.

Liang Huan walked in front, and Wei Yue followed behind, leading the horse.

Entering the city was smoother than expected. Liang Huan slowly moved forward with the flow of people, observing as he walked. After walking for so long, he didn't see a notice for wanted assassins.

Liang Huan understood something in his heart. Gao Qian should have ordered that the wanted person be withdrawn.

"Witch, are you looking around like this, looking for someone to help you secretly?" Wei Yue stretched her head and looked over.

Liang Huan's eyelashes trembled slightly and she glared at him angrily: "Do you want me to take off my shoes and socks to show you?"

After knowing her true intention, Wei Yue no longer guarded her from escaping as before.

Wei Yue looked at the door with a dark face and said, "This is a medicine shop."

Weiyue turned her head, angry and hateful.

Liang Huan had no time to look at him with her eyes. She just pulled him tightly and moved him impatiently. All her thoughts seemed to be focused on the place where her fingers were.

Suddenly, he thought that she had vomited on him, and all the fire was extinguished in an instant and could not be rekindled.

Liang Huan smiled: "Let me exchange some money."

Liang Huan turned away and said, "I don't care who you are. Let me buy a pair of shoes before we hit the road."

"Hey, look, I found it!"

Weiyue's expression changed, and a figure as white and soft as jade appeared in her mind...

Wei Yue lowered her eyebrows and followed her, wanting to see what she was trying to do.

Wei Yue glanced coldly and held her hand: "Witch, do you flirt with every man like this?"

Weiyue felt angry and wanted to throw her hand away, staring at the connection between them: "You understand, I am -"

Somehow, I suddenly regretted it, or maybe I shouldn't have hesitated that day. She was a witch anyway.

He does not mean that.

The ignorant man grabbed his arm and shouted in his ear in surprise.

At such a young age, he could not withstand her unconscious teasing.

Liang Huan smiled brightly at him: "Wei Yue, don't be so suspicious. I am also teaching you how to be a husband to your bride in the future!"

An inexplicable restlessness burned like fire, burning more and more intensely. Not only did it make his face turn red, but his body also became hot.

Wei Yue turned away with cold eyes and refused to answer her words.

Weiyue stared into her eyes: "You'd better not..."

Liang Huan left him alone and took the lead into a drug store.

Unexpectedly, she exchanged a prescription for a bag of money, then went to buy shoes with great interest, and finally handed the remaining half bag of money to him for safekeeping.

Wei Yue frowned and looked at her: "If I hadn't met Qi Jun, I would really doubt your identity."

Liang Huan remembered clearly that when she was eating roasted mushrooms that night, he looked at her with this look.

She smiled carelessly: "Are you born to be a dead soldier?"

Wei Yue's eyes dimmed and she was speechless.

Liang Huan glanced at him and said: "I was not born to be a queen. Besides, identity can only represent a certain me, not all of me."

Wei Yue looked at her steadily, his brows getting tighter and tighter, and Chu Er smiled again, meaningfully: "You are right."

The two only stayed on the street for a while, bought some portable food, and continued on their way with a caravan.

During the war between the two countries, there were refugees everywhere, and the number increased as they walked toward the border.

The carriage, which was not too big, was packed with people, like grains of corn, one after another.

Liang Huan was squeezed into a corner and sat, with Wei Yue right next to her.

She buried her head and closed her eyes to think. It was not surprising that Lianzhou was not the final destination.

The person next to her pushed her.

Liang Huan raised his head in confusion.

An oil paper bag was handed over.

Weiyue didn't look at her: "Eat."

Liang Huan took it in surprise, opened the paper package and saw that it was white and waxy.

"White cocoon candy?"

"Ah."

It was already dark outside, and the car was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the person sitting opposite. The crowded car was quiet at this time, except for the sound of snoring.

Wei Yue sat side by side with her, and she could only vaguely see half of his face, which was as expressionless as a sculpture.

Liang Huan's lips curled up with a trace of amusement, and his voice was faint: "Do you know what happened to the last person who invited me to eat white cocoon candy?"

Weiyue's face darkened slightly and she looked at her coldly.

Liang Huan smiled, picked up one and handed it to him as if nothing had happened, then took another to eat by herself, and changed the topic.

"Do you go to such lengths to arrest someone every time?"

Wei Yue was stunned for a moment, seeing the cunning hidden in her dark eyes, and realized that the sarcasm in her words was clearly complaining about the long journey and suffering.

He lowered his eyes and smiled happily and proudly: "Of course not, you are special."

Liang Huan remained calm on his face, silently biting the white cocoon candy.

He must have been in contact with people secretly, and was not acting alone as he appeared on the surface, or there may be several other people pretending to be them to deceive others and confuse the public.

Liang Huan raised his eyelids and asked casually: "When you hand me over to your master, will I still have a chance to see you?"

In the dark, she checked the poison again.

Wei Yue didn't answer, and was silent for a moment before saying, "If you still have life."

Liang Huan just finished eating a white cocoon candy, and took advantage of the clapping time to move the silver needle bag to its hiding place.

She looked at him furtively and smiled reluctantly: "Well, since I cooperate with you in completing the mission, you can simply teach me a few tricks. I can use them to protect you at the critical moment - what are you doing?"

His wrist was caught tightly by him unexpectedly, and he couldn't break free.

She was startled and her voice changed.

The man who was sleeping soundly grumbled and complained a few times, very dissatisfied.

Weiyue stared at her and took the silver needle bag from her hand: "Did you know that night vision is also a skill that I need to train?"

Liang Huan licked her lips, with a look of embarrassment and annoyance on her face, and lowered her voice: "Let me go."

Weiyue lowered her head to inspect the silver needle bag and refused to let go.

"That's all?"

His tone was full of ridicule and disdain: "So this is what I went to the drugstore to prepare?"

Liang Huan bit her lip and glared at him without denying it.

Weiyue is even more powerful than she thought.

There were so many men in black, it was no luck that he survived.

He let go of her wrist, threw the silver needle bag into her arms, gently tugged the corner of his lower lip, and smiled sarcastically: "Do you think he is one of the Tailfires?"

Even if he still had the intention to test, Liang Huan's face felt hot when he was ridiculed with such disdain.

No one spoke again in the darkness.

Liang Huan lay on his knees. Since Wei Yue said that, there must be a reason.

She was thinking silently, not feeling sleepy.

The person who was resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his mouth, as if talking in sleep.

"Witch, if you can escape this disaster, I will definitely teach you in the future."