Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The sound of water filled his ears. Yu Wenjue frowned and slowly opened his eyes. He saw a person sleeping on the edge of the couch. His hair was messy, his clothes were askew, and there were no traces of blood or tears on his face. Looking back, he looked very tired and sleepy.

She actually sat on her knees on the ground.

Yu Wenjue endured the pain and tried to sit up, but when he moved his arms a little, the sleeping man immediately jumped up, his eyes wide open and red.

Liang Huan stared at him nervously: "What do you want to do? Do you want to drink water? You can't move! Tell me what you want, and I'll do it!"

As she spoke, she didn't forget to reach out and touch his forehead.

Regardless of the injury on his arm, Yu Wenjue stretched out his hand and pulled the person into his arms.

His chin rested on the crook of her neck.

He narrowed his eyes and felt his throat tighten.

Liang Huan looked at his wounds and did not dare to move him. She whispered to him: "You can't move around now and have a good rest."

Yu Wenjue remained silent, neither speaking nor letting go.

Just hold her quietly.

Liang Huan guessed that he felt uncomfortable just like her, so she touched his face and let him hold her.

The boat has been going downstream of the Fen River since last night. The sound of rushing water in the ears makes people's tense hearts gradually relax, but it also gives rise to a misty sadness.

"Huanhua?" His arms held her tightly.

"Ah."

"Will you always stay with me like this?"

Liang Huan's eyes were sore, and she hugged his waist tightly: "It's you who have always been with me."

It was his absolute honesty, trust, and unreserved love that healed her riddled heart bit by bit.

It was also because of him that she didn't turn into an outright revenge weapon.

Yu Wenjue felt severe pain in his heart, so he closed his eyes and tightened his arms.

"sorry."

His voice was low and hoarse.

Liang Huan didn't understand why he apologized. Could it be because of his narrow escapes?

She touched his face and shook her head: "At first I just wanted to find a way out for you, who would have thought..."

Liang Huan sighed and said: "Who would have thought of pushing you into a new dangerous situation? This Northern Zhou Dynasty is also dangerous. Just don't blame me for making the decision for you without permission."

Thinking of so many people dying like this, it felt like a big hole was opened in my heart.

Whose life is not life?

There are also the people and soldiers of Qi State on the martial arts field...

Liang Huan sighed: "When I stood in the martial arts arena and looked at so many prisoners, I really felt how you felt in Pingzhou City that day."

She paused and said solemnly: "I must kill Yu Wenke."

Yu Wenjue lowered his head and looked at her: "Okay."

Liang Huan stood up and went to pour him water. When he turned around, Yu Wenjue was still sitting quietly, with his eyes lowered and not knowing what he was thinking.

She brought water and fed it to him: "Where are we going?"

Yu Wenjue: "Qingchuan."

Liang Huan frowned and nodded, and the disaster relief work would continue.

I thought about it, it would be better to stay along the Fen River.

The cup he didn't want to bring to his mouth was pushed back by him.

Liang Huan frowned and looked at him.

Yu Wenjue stared at his peeling lips: "You drink first."

Liang Huan was stunned for a moment, and when she saw his eyes, she made up her mind. She stopped giving in and took two sips before giving it to him.

Liang Huan watched Yu Wenjue drinking tea, but she was thinking about Yu Chiyuan and others, and the knife in Qingzhu's body...

Yu Wenjue swallowed his tea and looked at her: "Someone will look for them."

Liang Huan responded softly. Although he knew that they were in danger, he always had the slightest chance of luck.

After he finished drinking the water, Liang Huan took the cup and put it aside, supporting him to lie on his side.

He took his wrist again, put his fingertips on his pulse, and examined it carefully.

Liang Huan frowned and said: "At dawn, I checked your pulse, and your internal strength gradually showed signs of recovery. I don't know whether it was because the medicine was only for a short time, or because I was afraid that you would notice that the dose Yu Wenke gave you was not heavy. ? It seems that full recovery should be possible. ”

Yu Wenjue looked at her quietly, not really caring about this matter.

Speaking of this matter, Liang Huan added: "Actually, when I saw Xiao Qianyi, I noticed something was wrong with her. Then, while I was fighting with her, I checked her pulse, and she -"

She lowered her eyes, not knowing how to say it.

Yu Wenjue took her hand: "What's wrong?"

Liang Huan felt very blocked: "She has lost all her internal strength and will no longer be able to practice martial arts in the future."

Looking at Yu Wenjue's face, he didn't see any surprise at all. I guess he had guessed it.

She licked her lower lip: "Also, she is pregnant."

Yu Wenjue stared at her, frowning slightly.

Liang Huan held his hand tightly: "I met Prince Xiao on the way to Qinglu. He didn't know Xiao Qianyi's situation at all. I guess Yun Ji must have used tricks to prevent Prince Xiao from approaching her. He asked me Help me check on Xiao Qianyi’s situation, so I’m telling you this because I want you to help me tell him.”

Yu Wenjue pondered for a moment: "Okay."

Thinking of such a beautiful woman being killed like this, Liang Huan felt bitter in her mouth.

Feng Qingyue...

Liang Huan said hurriedly: "By the way, I never had time to tell you that Yun Ji is Feng Qingyue."

Yu Wenjue nodded slightly but didn't say much.

Liang Huan explained: "She had been in prison before. Later, Gao Qian let her go to the military camp. Last winter, the army reported that she died of illness in the camp, but somehow she became Yu Wen Ke’s concubine, I think the reason why Yu Wenke doubts your identity is also related to Feng Qingyue——”

She wanted to say more, but her hand was pinched by Yu Wenjue.

Liang Huan looked at him doubtfully.

Yu Wenjue looked at her bloodshot eyes and sighed helplessly: "No matter when and where you are, your energy to plot things is always strong."

He moved inside and made room for her: "Lie down and take a rest. I know what you're talking about."

Just as Liang Huan was about to nod, she saw his pale face again. She stood up and took a clean handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

With so many injuries on his body, he deserves a good rest.

Liang Huan cleansed his face and washed his hands before lying down next to him.

In the evening, they arrived at Qingchuan.

But instead of going ashore, they took another large boat.

Similar to the previous one.

Judging from the situation, it should be arranged by Zhou Jun.

Liang Huan didn't know what Yu Wenjue was to Zhou Jun. He was afraid that he was just a tool to restrain Yu Wenke.

Thinking about this, the more I feel that I should use this face when speaking to others.

There are no downsides other than the hassle of pretending every day.

After taking a bath, Liang Huan returned to the dormitory with a damp body.

Yu Wenjue leaned on the bed and looked down at the official documents. Chen Dechun was no longer there.

Hearing the footsteps, Yu Wenjue put down the official document: "Yuan is seriously injured. The imperial doctor's order has been given to him. You don't need to worry too much."

Liang Huan's eyes lit up and he walked forward quickly: "Great, where is Qingzhu? Where are the others?"

Yu Wenjue stretched out his hand towards her, and Liang Han quickly took it and sat next to him.

He sighed softly and held her in his arms.

Liang Huan's heart sank, and the joy that had just risen cooled down again.

"Is it possible that except Yuan, everyone else is dead?"

Yu Wenjue patted her back: "There are still four people alive. As for Qingzhu..."

Liang Huan stepped away from his arms and looked at him anxiously.

Yu Wenjue: "She should have been arrested by Yu Wenke."

Liang Huan's scalp felt numb.