Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Lu Xiu's smile deepened: "Because you are so loyal, I can agree to your request, but you have to think about it carefully. After all, you only have one chance!"

He was really smiling, but his smile looked like he was sure of victory before closing the net.

Liang Huan raised her hand to the level of her eyebrows, lowered her head and saluted, "Please help me enter the palace!"

She speaks cleanly and without thinking.

Lu Xiu's smile fell to his lips, and his gaze focused on the person holding the gift, "Isn't this matter already mentioned before? Is it really not necessary to use such a good opportunity to save people now?"

Liang Huan slowly raised his head, a little confused: "Who to save?"

Lu Xiu's eyes turned around on her face, but he didn't smile.

Liang Huan put down his hand and said frankly: "In Yunyanchi, your Excellency did not agree to help me enter the palace. I know it was because I was not qualified enough, but now that you are asking me, I really hope that you can help me go from being unqualified to being a qualified person." Qualified."

This is not a perfunctory statement, nor is it a compliment.

What others don't know is that Lu Xiu's ability to be trusted and relied upon by the tyrant relies not only on the Lu family, but also on himself.

Because his relationship with the Queen Mother is not good...

Lu Xiu just looked at her.

Liang Huan let him examine him: "I said, in my eyes, apart from the adults, the only thing left is revenge. The life and death of other people has nothing to do with me."

"Wang Su Bu Ri asked Zhan, what other hatred do you have?"

"Mr. Liang."

"Really? What if the Liang family is also eliminated?"

"..."

"At that time, wouldn't you say that there are other things like Zhao Qian, Sun Li, and Zhou Wu and King Zheng?"

There was a sneer in his slightly narrowed eyes: "Your so-called revenge is just a cover. The real purpose is to enter the palace and be favored, right? If you can't save it, in the end, even I will be the one you want to get rid of, the enemy!"

Liang Huan's heart was shaken, and he quickly fell to the ground: "My wish for revenge is true, and my loyalty to you is also true! I swear here that I will never be loyal to anyone except you in this life. Liang Huan's body, mind, and hands are dedicated to you!"

After saying that, his forehead touched the back of his hand.

His footsteps came closer, and Liang Huan's heart was beating fast.

He doesn't believe her!

A person who is too purposeful will always make people wary.

Her shoulders felt hot, and a big hand lifted her up from the ground. Looking up, Lu Xiu looked at her with a smile.

"Is it okay physically and mentally?"

There was a moment of dead silence in the room.

Liang Huan suddenly said, "Of course, as long as you don't dislike me, staying with me is better than entering the palace!

With the support of adults, I don't have to worry about not finding a chance to deal with my uncle. In the eyes of outsiders, I can be regarded as a successful person and my reputation can be restored. This not only shows my loyalty, but also gets real benefits. No matter how you look at it, it is a good thing! "

On her palm-sized face, her black and white eyes were watery, and there was a hint of calculation in her pretense of calmness.

Suddenly his wrist tightened, and he gently raised his lips: "I just want you to be an outsider!"

"Liang Huan is lucky to be able to win the favor of adults without any grievance!"

Lu Xiu looked at those bright eyes and smiled brightly.

But Liang Huan could clearly see the coldness in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a crash, and the partition next to him was opened with great force. Liang Huan turned around and saw that Wang Tingyue was tied to the torture rack. There were cuts and blood stains on the prison uniform, and new injuries were piled on top of old ones. Tortured beyond human form.

Liang Huan's heart suddenly shrank, her legs and feet became weak, and she almost knelt down to plead for him, but finally straightened her back and stood motionless.

Lu Xiu glanced at her lightly: "Do you really not miss the old relationship?"

Hearing the noise, Wang Tingyue raised his head and looked over with red eyes. There was no doubt that he knew exactly what happened in this room from beginning to end.

Lu Xiu is indeed plotting against her!

Is this what he calls fun?

Liang Huan suddenly smiled, and the light laughter was particularly abrupt in this dark and cold prison.

Lu Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, but she smiled more gently.

"What are you talking about, sir? Liang Huan's body and mind belong only to you!"

He didn't like the smile on his lips, and even found it annoying.

He narrowed his eyes and caressed her temples affectionately. As expected, the laughter disappeared.

Liang Huan was so surprised that before she could recover, he took her hand and heard him sigh in her ear: "You're right, living like this is painful, it's better to die and avoid suffering! Don't you know how to use hairpins? , go help him!"

Liang Huan lowered her eyes and stared at the hairpin he put in his hand. His hands couldn't stop shaking, and his throat was so tight that he couldn't make a sound.

Lu Xiu looked at the slightly swaying figure, patted her hand, and said in an unusually gentle tone: "Of course, if you want me to let him go, I will agree to it."

Released?

Liang Huan raised his head and met those bottomless eyes.

How ridiculous!

Maybe these few times he played with her patiently, she almost forgot the original appearance of the sullen, ruthless, power-playing Master Lu!

Liang Huan took out his hand from his palm, tightened the hairpin in his hand, turned around and walked towards the torture rack.

The short distance seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. It was extremely difficult for her to walk with all the strength in her body, but after a thousand miles, she finally reached Wang Tingyue.

In his last life, he died to save himself, but in this life, he was about to lose his life at her hands.

Liang Huan quietly looked at the bloody person in front of her, as if a big hole had been cut in her heart. The blood was gurgling, and the pain made her shed tears.

The overlapping injuries on his body made it impossible to tell whether they were suffered in the dungeon or tortured after being captured, but she knew that being able to survive until now was beyond ordinary people's perseverance.

"Don't cry, I don't blame you."

The man on the torture rack tried his best to smile at her, his weak voice a little hoarse. After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at her, just closed his eyes and waited for death.

Liang Huan's eyes were red and he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Yes, Wang Su deserved his crime, but how could he be innocent?

Wang Tingyue should not have become the victim of Lu Xiu's testing of her.

So if she chooses revenge, will she cut off her pitiful sincerity in this world?

Liang Huan shook his head and laughed softly, the laughter was extremely sad.

Whatever.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Liang Han took a deep breath, raised his hand high, and stabbed Wang Tingyue's neck.

The moment the hairpin pierced the skin, her hand paused——

"okay."

Lu Xiu pulled her back, took the hairpin, and threw it to the ground with a cool tone.

"Take him away."

Liang Huan felt that the dam in his heart suddenly burst. He lowered his head, his vision was blurred, and he slowly fell to the ground.

Wang Tingyue was taken off the torture rack by the jailer and dragged out of the door.

Liang Huan's eyes were dull and his voice was hoarse: "Do you think this is interesting, sir?"

"Are you going to die for him?"

Liang Huan's tears stagnated.

Lu Xiu knelt down, his handsome face expressionless, but he raised his hand to wipe her tears.

"If I didn't stop him, would the hairpin pierce his neck or your heart?"

His voice was low and cold, just like when he stopped her on the street that night.