Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Liang Huan did not shy away. When he heard the sound, he looked over and saw a limping soldier. His red eyes were full of tears and full of hatred.

He cursed and rushed this way, but because of the rope in his hand, he was only swaying around, which was really embarrassing.

"You witch! I've known for a long time that you are a craftsman of their Zhou Kingdom! You were the one who leaked the city defense map to them!"

"I should have killed you on behalf of the general!"

Liang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly. The patched uniform on his body was already in tatters, revealing large and small bloody holes. The blood on his forehead had dried on his skin.

This vicious look made him overlap with the vague shadow in his memory.

His scolding provoked many people to follow him and shout angrily.

In addition to shouting and cursing, there were also some cries for mercy.

The entire martial arts arena was filled with resentment and chaos.

Liang Huan slowly glanced around, his eyes were warm, and he pursed his lips and smiled, not wanting this smile to arouse even more resentment.

Even if he is tied by a rope, he cannot hold back the man who is rushing forward like a wave.

Without waiting for Yu Wenke's instructions, someone had already whipped the rioting soldiers with a long whip, and the clear sound of whipping could not be stopped.

"stop!"

Liang Huan shouted loudly, but unfortunately, no matter how loud his voice was, it was drowned in the roar of the crowd.

The soldier who hit him looked back contemptuously and struck again, harder than before.

Yu Wenke put his arms around Liang Huan's shoulders, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is the Queen unable to bear it?"

Liang Huan was stunned, shook his head and laughed.

Yu Wenke frowned: "What?"

Liang Huan put away her smile and looked at him disapprovingly: "What's the point of twitching like this without pain or itching?"

Yu Wenke's expression changed slightly, and when he raised his hand slightly, the person who was beating him stopped.

The yells turned into moans.

"Does the Queen have any good ideas?"

Liang Huan brushed away the hand on his shoulder and took out a dagger from his sleeve.

Yu Wenke was startled, and a guard came forward.

Liang Huan didn't look at them, only looked at Yu Wenke, smiling disdainfully: "What are you afraid of, Duke? Didn't you ask me if I have any good ideas?"

Yu Wenke stared: "What does the queen mean?"

Liang Huan smiled without answering and walked slowly towards Zheng Si.

Zheng Si fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. When he saw Liang Huan coming over, he held his neck and continued to curse. The man next to him with the whip wanted to hit him again, but Yu Wenke stopped him with his eyes.

All eyes were focused on the man holding the dagger.

Liang Huan knelt down and grabbed Zheng Si's lapel: "I didn't expect your life to be so strong."

His blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent: "Witch, even if I die and become a ghost, I will never let you go!"

Liang Huan shrugged and smiled, not caring at all: "Okay, don't let me go."

Before he could finish the word "I", Zheng Si grunted and his eyes widened instantly. Liang Wan let go of his hand and his body tilted and fell over.

Liang Huan pulled out the dagger and wiped the dazzling blood from his clothes.

The bloody blade became clean again.

She lowered her head and smelled it. The smell of blood was very strong. She took out a fragrant handkerchief and wiped it. Then she stood up and looked at the crowd with raised eyebrows.

"Who else wants to scold me?"

Everyone recovered from the surprise, some continued to yell and curse, while others begged for mercy in a low voice.

Those who yell and scold regard death as life, while those who beg for mercy are greedy for life and fear death.

Everyone understands.

Liang Huan looked at each one with an expressionless face, scolding her to kill each one, cleanly and without mercy, except that after every person she killed, she had to clean the dagger before killing the next one.

……

It wasn't until the scolding stopped that Liang Huan put away the dagger.

No matter how careful she was, her face, hands, and clothes were all splattered with bright red blood, like a ghost who was thirsty for blood and life.

The hot weather made my eyes look horrified.

The person who had spoken filthy words before didn't even frown when he saw her killing people, and then saw that the Duke's attitude towards her was different, and for a while, cold sweat ran down his back.

Liang Huan looked over again and saw many corpses lying on the ground. The remaining ones who had not been poisoned were sobbing in grief, looking very sad.

I don’t know if it’s the fear of death, sadness for my comrades, or sadness for the broken mountains and rivers.

Maybe both, maybe neither.

Her expression remained unchanged, and her voice was cold: "If I want to blame you, it's just that you were born in the wrong country."

Yu Wenke looked at the dead bodies on the ground and smiled with interest: "The Queen is always unexpected, but -"

He changed the topic, turned around and signaled, and another person was dragged up.

There was no color on the face of the man being held up, and his tattered clothes showed scars.

Liang Huan's heart tightened, it was Qingzhu.

"Do you recognize the queen?" Yu Wenke smiled heartily.

"Duke, are you asking this question knowingly?"

Liang Huan smiled understandingly, and before Yu Wenke could ask any more questions, he pulled out his dagger and ended the fight with one blow. Qingzhu didn't even have time to say anything.

This time she put the dagger away without wiping the blade.

"I'm tired of killing today, how about we continue tomorrow?"

Yu Wenke shook his head and sighed: "I originally wanted to leave this maid at your disposal, but you just killed her without asking."

Liang Huan laughed: "How dare I trust his people now?"

Yu Wenke nodded with a smile and asked her for the dagger again.

Liang Huan hesitated and handed it to him.

Yu Wenke took a closer look at the dagger, praised it and put it in his arms, with no intention of returning it.

Liang Huan frowned and was dragged back by Yu Wenke before she could open her mouth.

"Isn't the Queen tired? I'm tired too these past two days."

The look in his eyes was meaningful.

Liang Huan wanted to withdraw his hand: "My lord, my clothes are stained with blood, wait until I change and wash them again-"

Yu Wenke squeezed her hand tightly, and his heavy eyes were full of threats: "Queen, do you really want to refuse?"

Liang Huan couldn't break free and had to compromise.

Yu Wenke didn't explain how to deal with the dead bodies at all, but Liang Huan knew it because she had seen that the big pit was full of bones.

Yu Wenke lives a little further away.

He took big and fast steps, and Liang Huan was slightly out of breath following him. When she arrived at his residence, she didn't sit down, but sat next to him.

Yu Wenke poured her a cup of tea himself.

Liang Huan was surprised.

Seeing her expression, Yu Wenke looked at her carefully and said, "You sent someone to see Mrs. Xiao?"

Liang Huan hesitated for a moment and shook his head honestly: "Actually, I went to see it myself."

Yu Wenke raised his eyebrows, his expression not too surprised. He must be well aware of what happened in the military camp.

"Oh? Why?" His tone was as usual.

"Of course I'm helping you share your worries."

Share worries? He didn't believe it, he was afraid that profit would be the answer.

People are not afraid of profit.

Yu Wenke stopped pretending: "How did you persuade her?"

For the first time, Xiao Qianyi actually sent her maid to tell him that she wanted to see him.

I thought there was going to be another fuss, but after I didn't want to go, although I didn't speak softly, I stopped cursing and showed signs of showing kindness and compromising.

No matter what it was before, now that I have his child, I am not afraid that the old man Jingning Hou will change his mind.

"Do you know what she wants from me?"