Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Liang Huan looked at him silently and nodded honestly.

No matter what she lives for in the future, her desire to kill Yu Wenke has never changed.

"Okay." Yu Wenjue's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.

Liang Huan looked at him quietly for a while and asked frankly: "What if I kill him?"

Yu Wenjue smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to her.

Liang Huan put down the book in her hand, gently held his hand, and sat next to him obediently.

"I didn't want him to live either."

He spoke very calmly, but Liang Huan knew very well that things were not as simple as he said.

Liang Huan said frankly: "But you have never done anything to him."

Yu Wenjue's eyes raised slightly, slightly surprised.

Liang Huan did not ignore the calculation hidden deep in his eyes.

Liang Huan had heard of how arrogant and domineering the Duke of Jin, Yu Wenke, was in Zhou. If Yu Wenjue didn't get rid of him as soon as possible, he would not be able to fully mature his wings.

What's more, not to mention that Yu Wenjue wanted to remove this stumbling block, even Zhou Jun wished that he would die soon.

But if you think about it carefully, Yu Wenjue is the last person who should take action.

If he really kills Yu Wenke, he will definitely become the target of joint crusade by everyone in Luo'an. He already has a shallow foundation, and this will only make him more marginalized.

Even if you are temporarily protected by Zhou Jun, how long can this protection last? When he is no longer of use, failure to protect him will become another crime in addition to his identity.

"Do you know that if I do something, you will do it?"

Regardless of her true identity, she is now an unknown maidservant accompanying King Qi.

Whether the assassination is successful or not will be closely related to Qi Wang Yuwenjue.

"Regardless of success, are you not afraid that if you fail, it will be difficult to end?"

Yu Wenjue put his arms around her waist and looked at her seriously: "As long as you inform me in advance before you act, I won't be afraid."

Liang Huan frowned: "You're not——"

Yu Wenjue squeezed her hand and interrupted her: "Those are things I need to consider and solve."

Liang Huan didn't think these words sounded good, and it was clear that he was looking down on others.

Yu Wenjue glanced at her with a smile, his so-called little thoughts clearly visible, and simply said bluntly: "Rather than letting you find someone else, I might as well leave this opportunity to myself."

Liang Huan was stunned for a moment, and when she looked into those unpredictable black eyes, she immediately understood the meaning of his words.

This was because she still hated her for turning her back on him that day, so she turned to Wang Tingyue and winked at him for help.

Liang Huan secretly glared at him: "You haven't been so stingy before, right?"

Hearing this, Yu Wenjue pulled her to his chest, imprisoning her within a small space, and stared at her with his deep pool-like eyes.

"You remember wrongly. My husband is not only stingy, but also vindictive. It's just that it's even worse now."

Liang Huan was held down by him and couldn't move. She finally freed up her hands to hold his face. She came closer and kissed his soft lips, blinking at him.

"Is this good?"

He frowned and hummed reluctantly.

Just as Liang Huan was about to move away, he pulled her back again. After hearing him whisper a few words, her face turned red and she simply buried her head in his arms and pretended to be dead.

Maybe it was because he got up early in the morning, maybe it was because the carriage was rocking, maybe because the incense on his body was so soothing that he fell asleep like this in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already setting in the west.

Liang Huan followed Yu Wenjue out of the carriage. The area that should have been green and green was filled with desolation. There were traces of burned vegetation, which could vaguely trace the remains of the battle between the two armies.

Liang Huan could even smell the smell of blood in the air and hear the sounds of fighting between soldiers.

Yu Wenjue has been silent since he got off the carriage.

Liang Huan turned her head and saw him with a serious look on his face, quietly looking at the empty land in the distance, wondering whether he was thinking about something or looking at something through this land.

The wind in the wilderness was so strong that her sleeves flew up.

Yu Wenjue didn't say a word, just stretched out his hand.

Liang Huan held his hand.

The rest of the people stayed where they were, except for the two of them.

He was in front, and she was half a step behind, following him closely.

After living two lives, this was the first time she walked to the former battlefield. A month ago, it belonged to the Qi State, but now it has been included in the territory of the Zhou State.

The wind was very strong. The further Liang Huan walked, the colder her heart became and her footsteps became heavier.

She hates high potential, and also hates those arrogant and luxurious powerful people.

But she never hated this land, let alone the life wrapped in horse leather.

Even unprecedented sadness and pain.

For no reason, she cried.

She had already heard how Yu Wenke would slaughter prisoners of war.

The day she learned about Zhou Yun's death, she was stunned for only a moment, and then felt that it made sense again.

Zhou Yun will always be the same Zhou Yun, never changing from beginning to end.

"They were ambushed, and when I arrived—"

The low and hoarse voice was blown by the wind, and the air became damp.

Liang Huan took a step forward: "Is there a traitor?"

Although Yu Wenjue didn't say it clearly, she knew very well that she had other plans when she handed the letter to Zhou Yunlin before he set off.

But Zhou Yun died...

Liang Huan slowly clenched her palms and turned her head slightly.

"Although I am in charge of the secret line, but," Yu Wenjue paused, looked at her, and did not continue.

Liang Huan caught his gaze and sighed: "I understand, you should rely on your talents and keep your emotions hidden. Although you are responsible for the hidden line, in the final analysis, you are still loyal to Lord Zhou, not you. No. Everything can be done according to your temper.”

"Besides, who knows whether they have a temptation to hand it over to you, or whether they may not have any reservations."

"However, after what I have seen in the past few days, I feel that it is not the work of a hidden line, but more like the work of traitors in the Qi army." At this point, Liang Huan paused and said seriously: "There is a Xue Yan who will There are second and third ones, and I’m afraid there will be more in the future..."

At first, Liang Huan did not quite understand why Yu Wenjue started the war. It was not until he learned that he did not personally lead the army that he gradually came back to his senses.

It was only a matter of time before the Zhou army came back. Zhou Jun naturally hoped that Yu Wenjue would take over, but he designed Yu Wenke to be charged with assassinating Gao Qian. In this way, Yu Wenke's expedition was a matter of course, and Zhou Jun would not doubt him. He He can also free up his hands to deal with Luo An. When Luo An's situation stabilizes, he can attack Yu Wenke from both sides.

However, things change.

Liang Huan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then looked at him: "Did you come to Jinye on New Year's Eve to visit the old army?"

That day she asked him if he came specially to pick her up.

He said no.

Yu Wenjue showed no emotion and hummed softly.

Liang Huan understood in his heart.

He indeed had his own plans.

Liang Huan did not forget, he asked her what she thought of Zhou Yuqi.

Yu Wenjue held her hand, and the two of them stopped talking and just walked forward quietly.

It wasn't until a high point that Yu Wenjue stopped.

Liang Huan frowned and looked over carefully: "This is..."

Yu Wenjue narrowed his eyes, his expression unreadable, and his tone sank slightly: "They buried the bodies here."

Liang Huan stood stunned as he looked at the uneven loess. They were all burned and buried here regardless of their identity or age.

Perhaps there is also the young son of the old woman who has not heard from her for a long time.

I could only hear the whining sound of the wind, like someone whimpering.

Liang Huan was silent for a long time, then turned his head and sighed softly, breaking the silence.

"Do you want that spot?"

As soon as the words came out, Liang Huan shook her head. In fact, she had asked similar questions a long time ago.

There will be another chapter later