Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Yu Wenke strode forward with a gloomy expression.

The attendant reported the situation and led him all the way to the big tent where the meeting was held.

After leaving the tent and being blown by the wind, Yu Wenke woke up a lot, and even the boiling heat in his body slowly cooled down.

Looking back at the tent just now, his mind seemed to be floating in chaos, being led by a wisp of fragrance.

Apart from wanting to have a hearty time, I didn't care about anything.

His brows were furrowed. This was wrong!

Yun Ji was right, he couldn't fall for Liang's scheme in a daze.

This Liang family not only showed no mercy in killing relatives in the martial arts arena, Wei Yue herself did not expect to die in her hands.

Yu Wenke narrowed his eyes. As beautiful as this woman's face was, she had such a cruel heart.

Suddenly he smiled again, very good.

He said coldly, his eyes becoming extremely sharp: "Pass the military doctor."

The attendant's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly glanced at his face, thinking that he was angry for interrupting the Duke's good deeds, but the smile he evoked was terrifying.

It was very quiet inside the tent, and the maids all retreated outside the tent after delivering the meals.

A bowl of porridge, a plate of roasted meat, and a few seasonal vegetables.

It's not a great thing, but it's great for someone who's been hungry after a night's work.

Liang Huan sat in front of the desk and spoke politely, secretly wondering why the Qi army suddenly launched a sneak attack without warning. Could it be that he had heard some news?

I quickly rejected this idea, saying no.

Or is this also an opportunity?

Feng Qingyue was sitting opposite, staring at the diners with her eyes. She looked calm and composed, not like a prisoner at all, but rather like someone who had invited her to be a guest.

If Yu Wenke hadn't told her when she left, why would she have to endure it like this?

I'm really going crazy.

"You can actually eat it?"

Liang Huan raised his eyes in surprise: "Why can't I eat it?"

Feng Qingyue was furious, but compared to her own rage, she was leisurely and carefree, and her teeth were itching with hatred.

"Aren't you afraid that one or two of your backers will fall?"

Thinking of her proud face that day, I felt so much hatred in my heart, but now everyone who can save her is too busy to take care of themselves, even if they come...

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyue's anger subsided a little.

"This time, who will save you?"

Liang Huan chuckled and smiled: "Aren't you kind enough to introduce me to a new one?"

Feng Qingyue choked and twitched her lips sarcastically: "Liang Huan, you are really amazing! You can hook up with others wherever you go, and make them confused!"

Liang Huan put down the jade chopsticks in his hand, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth lightly, smiling nonchalantly.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful thing was ruined by you so shamelessly!"

Thinking of Yu Wenke's appearance just now, Feng Qingyue felt angry and gritted her teeth: "You are so shameless!"

Liang Huan looked at her with a faint smile: "You do want to lose face. You know how to replace one face after throwing it away, but you don't know how long you can use this face?"

"Shut up!" Feng Qingyue slammed the table and arched her body as if she wanted to pounce on someone, viciously.

"Shut up?" Liang Huan's smile became brighter and he said slowly, "Why should you shut up? Didn't you rush to reminisce with me? Didn't you try your best to invite me here?"

"Now that I'm following your wishes, why are you so anxious to tell me to shut up?"

"It's your fault that you didn't climb up to Yu Wenke, but you should never, absolutely shouldn't, shouldn't—"

Liang Huan lost the smile on her face, closed her eyes slightly, calmed down her emotions, and looked at her indifferently: "In this case, how can I live up to your kindness?"

"However, I'm not afraid to let you know that Yu Wenke makes me feel extremely sick just by looking at it. It's really unimaginable. How did you endure it?"

Liang Huan stared at the man opposite who was panting with anger, and chuckled: "I won't say more about the other things. Just talking about your judgment of men, how come it has been so long and you haven't made any progress at all? "

"It makes me have to accompany you to deal with this disgusting thing."

As he spoke, Liang Huan lowered his head, picked up the pot and filled the tea cup in front of him, with a smile hidden on his lips, calm and indifferent.

"I hope this Yu Wenke won't be like Gao Yu, who just throws you away. That would be really boring. After all, I don't have any tricks..."

"you--"

Feng Qingyue looked at those youthful and pretty eyes and was so angry that she clenched her palms under her sleeves tightly.

Liang Huan laughed softly and said frivolously: "Yunji, you must take good care of your precious prince, otherwise, I'm afraid his soul will be taken away one day."

"For the sake of our acquaintance, let me give you a heads up. If that doesn't work, why don't you hurry up and find your next home?"

Liang Huan's words were like sharp thorns, pricking her heart, making her feel angry, hurt, resentful and resentful.

Yu Wenke only regarded her as a tool. If Liang Huan had not been successfully captured by this plan, she would not be sitting here at all.

Feng Qingyue lowered her voice and laughed: "Don't be too happy too early. Why do you think he caught you?"

Liang Huan's heart tightened because he wanted to kill Yu Wenjue.

"It doesn't matter, it's enough that I know why I'm here."

She lowered her eyes and picked up the tea cup, shaking it slightly: "Besides, you also know why I clung to him in the first place. Now, this moment, this moment. If he is vulnerable, that is what his fate should be."

Before Liang Huan finished speaking, he raised his hand to drink the tea in the cup and looked at her again.

"If you're not a good person, don't blame me for being cold."

Feng Qingyue looked at it with half-belief and doubt. She must not have believed it in the past, but now she really couldn't tell.

On the martial arts field, she didn't care about the life or death of others, but she didn't expect that she didn't even care about Liang Jing and the Xue family.

He kills people without frowning.

I felt something was wrong in my heart.

"Why do I remember that in prison, Gao Qian raised Lu Xiu's ashes in front of you? At that time, you seemed to be in so much pain that you wanted to commit suicide..."

Liang Wei shook his head and slowly smiled: "Don't you know that men are born hunters? Some people don't really like you, they just enjoy the process of hunting and domestication."

"What's more, how kind of tenderness and submissiveness have I never seen in people in high positions?"

"If you really want him to work for you, you must not do everything he wants."

Liang Huan stood up and looked at her with a smile: "You gave me the candy, but I have to give you the injury."

Feng Qingyue's pupils shrank and she stared blankly at the person in front of her, feeling extremely strange in her heart.

She slowed down and looked at her coldly: "Why are you telling me this?"

Liang Huan sat in front of the bronze mirror, untied her hair tie, picked up the comb and combed it, her eyebrows in the mirror were extremely cold.

"I just want to tell you that conquering a man is never accomplished by using despicable means to frame or suppress another woman."

The dark tent fell into silence, except for the candlelight on the desk that flickered, making people's faces unclear.