Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

A numbness suddenly shot up, and Yu Wenjue trembled violently. A string tightened, and he pinched the back of her neck and lifted her up. His dark eyes stared at the person who didn't know whether to live or die.

Liang Huan frowned, very puzzled.

There was no teasing in the eyes that met her, but only care. Yu Wenjue swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

He retracted his arms, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"It's good that we can be in this place."

The low tone was incompatible with his hot body.

Liang Huan was imprisoned and could not see the expression on his face.

But one thing is certain, he is hiding something from her, not because he intentionally hides it, but because he doesn't know how to talk to her.

This discovery made her feel very uneasy.

Not to mention that this situation has never happened before, even if it was related to his life experience in the past, he never saw such hesitation.

Liang Huan was about to ask, but Yu Wenjue picked her up and called someone in to freshen up.

Qingzhu had been guarding the door early in the morning, and as soon as he heard the words inside the house, he brought people inside.

With others here, I couldn't ask any more questions, so I had to find another time.

I got up late and lingered on the bed for a while, so it was a bit late to go out.

Yu Wenjue went to watch the ceremony on behalf of Zhou Jun.

He said he could rest today, but along the way he was looking through the official documents reported by officials in Danchuan and Qingchuan.

Liang Huan closed the secret letter and looked at him calmly.

The carriage was swaying, but he was extremely stable, and that stability exuded calmness and calmness from the inside out.

The indifference on his face looked like him but not like him.

Perhaps the gaze he was looking at was too presumptuous, so the person holding the official document looked up and frowned slightly.

"Why are you looking at me like that again?"

Liang Huan pursed her lips, shook her head and smiled: "It's just that sometimes when you don't smile, you look like someone I've seen before."

Yu Wenjue's body froze, and his heart stopped for a moment.

He smiled: "Really? I've never heard you mention it."

Liang Huan casually folded the secret letter and played with it, not paying much attention: "I'm not familiar with him, so it's not worth mentioning."

The cold and distant tone was like a thorn, piercing the tip of his heart. He couldn't help but squeeze the official document in his hand, but his face was so calm that there was no trace of any waves.

"Oh." Yu Wenjue closed the official document and responded, lowering his eyes and saying nothing.

Liang Huan glanced at the secret letter in her hand and had no intention of continuing this topic. She was more concerned about Gao Xin's arrangements than thinking about what was there.

"How do you plan to settle Gao Xin?"

Yu Wenjue looked at her for a moment and stretched out his hand towards her.

Liang Huan had no choice but to hold her hand and sit beside him. Before he could sit down, he pulled her into his arms.

"Why don't you ask me how I will arrange for you and Xi'er?"

Liang Huan didn't expect him to ask such a question, so she opened her mouth and couldn't answer for a while.

It was true that she had her own thoughts and plans, but she didn't know how to tell him.

She still knew Lu Xiu's temper.

She had not forgotten what he said about the three-year appointment that day.

Liang Huan glanced out the window, her thoughts turning over and over again. She saw that it was some distance away from the camp. Even if she really said something to annoy him later, he couldn't lose his temper with her in Yu Wenke's military camp.

"Why don't you say anything?" Yu Wenjue retracted his arm and pulled the person closer.

Liang Huan licked her lips and raised her eyes slightly to look at him: "I don't want to be Princess Qi."

As soon as the words fell, her waist tightened, and she was almost strangled by him unconsciously.

Liang Huan frowned and supported his arm, and hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that I only want to be your wife, not a princess in the eyes of outsiders."

The deliberately soft tone still couldn't make him feel relieved.

"Why?" His voice was so cold that it could freeze, but the strength in his hands was reduced a lot.

Liang Huan curled his lips, the man's words were indeed untrustworthy.

"Who said on the ship that I can have any identity I want?"

Yu Wenjue choked for a moment, he had said this.

At that time, there was no news for several days in a row, and I felt as anxious as anything. How could she not agree when I found her again and felt that way again?

But now——

After all, it’s this time and that time.

Why isn’t status important?

Even high potentials know how to tie her up with titles.

How could he be indifferent?

Yu Wenjue's face turned cold: "Yes, you can have any identity you want, but why don't you ask me? I also want a legitimate name."

Liang Huan was surprised and couldn't believe it. She looked at him blankly: "You don't care what other people do -"

Yu Wenjue's eyes instantly turned dark, and his anger turned into silent anger.

Liang Huan sighed secretly. When he was Lu Xiu, due to various helplessness, he was accused of spoiling his concubine and killing his wife. Now that he has become Yu Wenjue, is it because of her that people will talk about the affairs of the back house again?

She could not care less, but she could not help but think about him.

But this plan was not a willful move on her part.

After thinking for a while, he said frankly: "I have thought about it. The Xiao family who appeared out of thin air is a lie. Since it is a lie, it is also a hidden danger. No matter whether Xiao family of Yin Yue Mansion is really loyal to you or not, once I accept this There is a possibility that the name will be exposed by others, and it will still be controlled by the Xiao family. "

Yu Wenjue stared into her eyes: "Is that all?"

Liang Huan shook his head: "Don't forget, I am still the Queen of Qi——"

Yu Wenjue raised his eyebrows slightly: "It doesn't matter."

Liang Huan raised her eyebrows and looked at him, and then said: "If you become Princess Qi, you will have to stay in a courtyard all day long. You will always have to take into account your status, and you will be really restricted in what you can do. In the past two years, all the store affairs have been left to Song. Tan and Feng Ting did a great job taking care of it, but besides that, I also want to——"

"Excuse." He frowned, and Leng Sensen interrupted, snorting heavily: "When have I ever restrained you?"

Liang Huan nodded, yes, he had no restrictions, but his identity would naturally restrict her.

In the past, she was a tool carefully crafted by Liang Cheng to please the powerful. Later, she was Cui Hao's stepping stone, Gao Qian's pet that he persistently wanted to tame, and later, she was a knife only for revenge...

She has become so many things and had so many identities, but she has never been Liang Huan herself.

If she doesn't live for revenge, she wants to live for the real Liang Huan.

Liang Huan's mind was spinning all over. Although he didn't say anything, all his expressions fell into Yu Wenjue's eyes.

He lifted her up on his body and forced her lowered eyes to meet each other: "Don't you think about Xi'er? She will get married in the future, right? You let her--"

"No," Liang Huan frowned.

Before she could finish her words, Yu Wenjue said again: "Anyway, I won't rely on you on this matter."

He was determined.

Liang Huandao: "What I mean is, if these problems no longer become problems, I will naturally be willing -"

"Then just wait."

Yu Wenjue had a stern look on his face.

Liang Huan took out her hand and touched his face. Just as she was about to elaborate, the carriage stopped.

Qingzhu reminded softly outside that the military camp had arrived.

Yu Wenjue glanced at her, held her hand tightly, and sighed softly: "I remember everything you said in the Jinye wine shop. Can you believe me this time?"

There was no emotion on his face, but his attitude was unprecedentedly solemn.

Liang Huan looked into his eyes and nodded gently: "Okay."

Yu Wenjue seemed to be relieved, and then he stood up holding her in his arms.