Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

There were soldiers guarding the front of Qinglu, and they were very respectful when they saw Yun Ji.

Liang Huan didn't squint, he just couldn't see.

Yun Ji tilted her head and smiled at Liang Huan, seemingly unintentionally: "Madam, she is from a noble family, and the Duke loves her very much."

Liang Huan smiled back and did not answer.

Someone lifted the curtain, and Liang Huan followed Yun Ji inside.

The red gauze tent with flowers and candles and the words "happy" is very festive.

There was a woman with red makeup, covered with a hippie, sitting quietly on the bed. Even if someone came, she wouldn't pay attention at all. It was like a hippie separated two worlds, and she was immersed in her own world without realizing it.

The two maids serving in the tent saw Yun Ji and retreated voluntarily.

Yun Ji tenderly bowed to the woman on the bed, respectfully.

"Madam, His Highness King Qi is here to give you a reward on the orders of the Lord."

Liang Huan did not come forward, but stood there and raised her hand to Xiao Qianyi and saluted: "My maid, Qingtang, I have met Madam, and I came here to give you a congratulatory gift."

The person sitting upright was silent for a moment, chuckled, and said nothing more.

Disdainful and indifferent.

Liang Huan frowned. She had only seen Xiao Qianyi once.

But once is enough to impress.

In the elegant room of the wine shop, Xiao Qianyi was dressed in a red dress and a red skirt. She broke in through the door with a long sword. Her chin was raised high and her eyes were arrogant. Her whole person was beautiful and radiant.

But this one in front of me...

However, in just a few months, the situation was far different.

Could this be a fake?

Liang Huan looked at Qingzhu beside him.

Qingzhu and Xiao Qianyi have gotten along before.

Qingzhu's expression remained motionless, and Liang Huan knew clearly that it was Xiao Qianyi.

only--

Yun Ji's face felt a little unnatural, and she turned to look at Liang Huan, smiling awkwardly: "Madam, you must be a little tired. Now that the things have been delivered, let's not disturb you. Besides, King Qi is still waiting for you in the big tent, Duke. Don’t let me neglect you either.”

Liang Huan smiled and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Completely unforced.

Bowing to Xiao Qianyi: "Slave, now—"

Halfway through the words, the man on the couch suddenly stood up, ripped off his handkerchief, and walked over with narrowed eyes.

Everyone was shocked, and Qingzhu quickly stepped in front of Liang Han.

Yun Ji glanced at it and stepped aside consciously, standing in the corner and watching silently.

Liang Huan calmly pointed to the Yao plate in Qingzhu's hand and continued with a smile: "This dowry is——"

"What did you say your name was?"

I don’t know if it’s because of her wedding, but Xiao Qianyi wore very heavy makeup today. Covered up by layers of mother-of-pearl, goose yellow, and oblique red... her original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

But judging from her body shape and eyes, she not only lost a lot of weight, but also looked very haggard.

Liang Huan took a step back and opened her eyes wide, showing timidity. She looked first at Xiao Qianyi and then at Yun Ji, feeling a little at a loss: "Madam, this is——"

"Madam?" Xiao Qianyi threw away the veil in her hand, stared at her, and walked over step by step.

Qingzhu dodged and stopped in front of Xiao Qianyi: "What is the Duke's wife doing?"

The voice was cold.

Xiao Qianyi froze immediately, and her eyes slowly fell on the person blocking her in front of her.

"Qingzhu, do you know? That word you said, madam, made me guess for a long time, but I really didn't expect that-" She smiled with the corner of her mouth pulled, "I really didn't expect that..."

Xiao Qianyi did not push Qingzhu away or continue to walk forward. She looked over again and saw that it was not the person in her memory. She frowned and asked Qingzhu mockingly.

"Is this Yu Wenjue's new favorite?"

Qingzhu said sternly: "Please be careful with your words, Madam."

Xiao Qianyi sneered, not taking her seriously at all, and approached Liang Han again.

Qingzhu turned his hand, holding the Yao Pan with one hand, and freed up one hand to hold Xiao Qianyi.

"Please forgive me for being rude."

Xiao Qianyi's expression changed and she tried hard to get away, but she couldn't find the strength at all.

"Qingzhu, what are you doing? How can you be rude to the Duke's wife?" Yun Ji panicked and stepped forward to pull her away.

Liang Huan's eyes flashed, and he took the first step to grab Xiao Qianyi's other hand: "Qingzhu, let go of Madam quickly, Madam doesn't mean any harm."

Yun Ji was very unhappy: "What are you doing?"

As she spoke, she seemed to gesture toward the door, and the maid who had just exited walked in again.

Liang Huan and Qingzhu exchanged glances, and before the maid and Yun Ji could take action, they took the lead in letting go of Xiao Qianyi.

Liang Huan raised his hand and saluted: "It's all a misunderstanding. I hope the Duke and Madam will forgive me."

Although Qingzhu lowered his head, he did not apologize.

Xiao Qianyi was supported by two maids, but she resisted and pushed them away impatiently, only staring at Liang Huan.

"What did you just say your name was?"

Liang Huan watched silently. It could be seen from the first meeting that Xiao Qianyi liked Yu Wenjue, but that kind of love was very frank. Even when she deliberately used words to irritate him, she would stand up for him and defend him. In defense, but now…

Yun Ji from the side gently persuaded her at the right time: "Madam, Qingtang is also under the orders of His Highness King Qi——"

"I'm talking to her, what's the matter with you! Get out of here!" Xiao Qianyi gave Yun Ji a cold look.

Turning to look at Liang Huan again: "Is that Qingtang?"

Liang Huan was looking at her: "Yes."

Xiao Qianyi's scrutinizing eyes scanned her from top to bottom several times, she lowered her head and smiled, then she looked up again with red eyes.

"Annotations to Ancient and Modern Times says: If you want to ward off someone's anger, give him Qingtang. Qingtang is called Hehuan, and Hehuan will forget your anger."

She smiled and nodded: "Qingtang, Hehuan."

Xiao Qianyi looked away, bent down to pick up the Xipa on the ground, turned around and staggered towards the bed, murmuring the name Qingtang in her mouth.

"Did you know? Yin Yue Mansion is full of albizia flowers," she looked back and smiled, "My father planted them for my mother-in-law. They symbolize getting along happily and growing old together."

Green bamboo, green tang.

Qingtang, Albizia?

Liang Huan was stunned.

Although he knew that Qingtang was another name for Hehuan, he just thought he was referring to Qingzhu's name casually and didn't think deeply about it.

I didn't expect it to have anything to do with Yin Yue Mansion.

Liang Huan didn't care about guessing Yu Wenjue's intentions, she just stared at Xiao Qianyi and was shocked. She was in a very wrong state, but because Yun Ji was nearby, she couldn't even ask if she wanted to.

"Get along and grow old together... get along and grow old together... live together and grow old together..."

Xiao Qianyi covered herself with a hijab while smiling dumbly. She was very tired and exhausted. She held the bed with one hand and slowly sat down, just like when they first came in.

"You go, I don't need anything and I don't want to see anyone."

Xiao Qianyi lowered her head and remained silent.

Liang Huan frowned and moved her lips. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yun Ji looking at her, but hesitated to speak.

Yun Ji gave some instructions to the serving maid, and then said to Liang Huan: "Let's go."

In this way, Liang Huan had no choice but to give up.

After leaving the tent, Yun Ji looked back at Qinglu and sighed softly: "This Miss Xiao has a really weird temperament!"

Liang Huan looked at the hypocritical and unfamiliar face in front of her and dug her nails into her palms.

Feng Qingyue, you are so vicious!