Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Maybe he felt her gaze, and the imperial doctor even glanced this way. Who would have thought that someone would come around to help, blocking his sight completely.

The man from before looked at her apologetically, then turned around and entered the tent. The woman's moaning voice stopped, and then she shouted louder than before.

Liang Huan slowed down and looked over from the corner of his eye, seeing a disguised face.

"Did you admit the wrong person?"

The person behind him sneered: "Witch, I can recognize you just by looking at your back, not to mention your voice?"

Just as Liang Huan was about to speak, he dragged her behind the linen tent. The woman who kept shouting stared at her eyes and fell silent.

The man even held his head and huddled in the corner without saying a word.

The dagger changed its position and moved to her neck.

Liang Huan's expression remained unchanged and he just looked at the woman: "Do you really have abdominal pain?"

The woman blushed, lowered her head in shame, and pursed her lips: "Yes, I'm sorry, me too, there's nothing I can do about it..."

Liang Huan closed his eyes and nodded.

At this moment, the man squatting on the ground suddenly screamed strangely, rolled his eyes and fell over, with foam constantly spilling from his mouth.

The woman covered her mouth in horror, unable to utter a sound as tears welled up in her eyes.

Wei Yue looked at Liang Huan with a smile and said to the woman, "I still have to trouble you to escort us."

The woman didn't dare to look at him at all, she shrank her neck and responded tremblingly.

It was not difficult to get out of the shack. Liang Huan walked between the woman and Wei Yue, as if he was leading them to get medicine.

On the way, she met familiar people and greeted her warmly.

The woman was originally from the village and was very familiar with the terrain. In addition, she deliberately avoided people, so she quickly left the shanty town behind.

They didn't stop until behind a mud wall.

The woman slowly knelt down and timidly wiped her tears: "Please let me go, I still have——"

The choking stopped abruptly.

The woman lay limply on the ground.

Liang Huan took a deep breath and turned her head to glare at him: "I shouldn't have saved you that day."

Wei Yue shook her head and smiled: "If you shouldn't save me, should you save them?"

Liang Huan rolled his eyes: "If I don't save you, they won't be coerced by you, and I won't be deceived by them, I won't be caught by you, and they won't be killed by you. In short, You are the source.”

Wei Yue was stunned, then smiled and pulled her shoulder, facing her face to face: "In that case, you are the source. If there were no you in this world, why would I have to catch you again and again? There are so many people I won’t die because of you!”

He was joking with her, but the person who was glaring at him dimmed his eyes, then lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The air became inexplicably quiet, and no one said a word.

Weiyue glanced into the distance, licked her lower lip, and looked at her again with an unnatural expression: "Do you still want to kill him?"

Liang Huan raised her eyes and looked at him: "If I say I don't want to, will you let me go?"

Wei Yue couldn't help but grabbed her arm and left.

"will not."

Behind a ruins, Wei Yue untied the horse.

He threw Liang Huan onto the horse's back, and when he picked her up, he frowned slightly.

Liang Huan smiled and said sarcastically: "Are you injured or have you been punished by your master again when you went back?"

Weiyue ignored her, looked back warily, and drove his horse north.

Until they reached the Fen River, he took her on a fishing boat.

The person rowing the boat was not his companion, but an old fisherman with gray hair and a dark and thin appearance. He was full of energy, but he was a bit deaf and had to shout at the top of his lungs to talk to him.

Liang Huan was sitting in the cabin, with a set of clothes beside him: wide pleated sleeves, tied hakama, and hemp shoes.

After putting on her clothes and wearing a headscarf, who would recognize her?

Liang Huan sneered and put it on. It was hard for him to think so carefully.

He looked at the bag and then at the cabin door, quickly poured out the contents and hid them separately.

When Wei Yue came in again, Liang Huan was sitting on her knees in front of the desk out of boredom, supporting her head with one hand, looking resigned to her fate.

Weiyue brought a bowl of fish soup and threw it in front of her, then sat across from her.

She came out early in the morning, and it was now past noon. She was indeed hungry.

Liang Huan took out a silver needle and tested the poison. After making sure that there was nothing unusual, she took the bowl and used it, completely ignoring the twitching corners of the man's mouth.

"You - are you still afraid that I will poison you?"

Liang Huan swallowed the fish soup without raising his eyelids: "You must be on guard against others."

Weiyue's expression froze: "Didn't you say you believed me?"

Liang Huan put down the soup bowl and looked at him coolly: "People's hearts are unpredictable."

Wei Yue hesitated and said, "Actually, I..."

"I can't help it, I know."

Liang Huan nodded, turned to get the bag, took out a small bottle from it, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of him.

"I won't eat your bowl of fish soup for nothing."

Weiyue gasped: "You——"

Liang Huan picked up the bag and threw it out the window, then looked at him again: "This is the antidote to the poison in your body."

Weiyue looked at her blankly.

Liang Huan turned around, lay down on the felt, turned her back to him, closed her eyes and rested.

It's very tiring after a busy morning.

Weiyue picked up the small white bottle and raised her eyebrows: "Do you think I can let you go if you use this kind of thing to trick me?"

Liang Huan laughed: "It's up to you."

Wei Yue sat on the side, lowered her head and played with the small white bottle in her hand. She was silent for a moment before speaking: "Demon girl, is Prince Qi your former husband?"

Liang Huan opened his eyes and said nothing.

The person behind him said again: "Don't try to hide it anymore. I already knew that this King Qi is the dead Great Sima, right?"

Liang Huan narrowed his eyes, Wei Yue knew it was not strange, but there was really no need to tell him so much.

Weiyue frowned: "The gentleman you mentioned was the man who sold you before, right? Was he the one who gave you to your emperor for the sake of his future?"

Liang Huan was stunned and answered yes or no, neither of which was correct.

She simply closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be dead.

Weiyue looked at her back for a while, then her eyes fell back on the small white bottle in her hand.

"So, your emperor is not bad to you, at least he treats you sincerely."

As he spoke, he uncorked the bottle and poured out the pills inside. There were three small, brown ones.

He smiled lightly, slowly turned his face and threw the pills out of the window.

The sound was not loud, but Liang Huan still heard it.

She opened her eyes in surprise, but still didn't speak.

Weiyue turned her head and glanced at her, then gritted her teeth and said, "Witch, you look down on me too much."

"Yes, I underestimate your loyalty to your master!" Liang Huan snorted: "I don't know if this Yu Wenke was a blessing in his previous life, but he has such a loyal dead man like you in this life."

Wei Yue had no reaction to her cold words.

It was quiet for a while.

Liang Huan almost thought that he was not going to speak again, but she didn't want to but heard his voice grow low.

"Witch, do you still want me to teach you martial arts?"

Liang Huan was surprised and turned her back to him and said: "Those things can't be achieved overnight. Even simple life-saving moves are equivalent to nothing when faced with a master like you?"

Weiyue fiddled with the small bottle in her palm and nodded slightly: "That's true."

He paused and turned his head to look at her back.

"I will send you to Tuyang, back to your emperor."

What?

Liang Huanteng sat up and stared at him.

"Didn't you take me to see your master?"