Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

It has long been dark outside, and the moonlight casts a clear frosty light without hesitation, falling on the shore and reflecting on the water.

The candle light flickered on the desk in the cabin, and the sound of water waves lapping against the side of the ship was endless.

There is a bitter and strong smell of ointment in the air.

While Chen Dechun was putting the bottles and cans in front of him into the box, he glanced at the person sitting calmly without deliberately looking at him.

"Your Highness has been worrying too much these days, which is really not conducive to the healing of the wound. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

When he said this, he stroked his mustache and considered how to word it so as not to sound harsh.

Finally decided to tell the truth.

"I'm afraid it won't last long."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes, but he saw that Yu Wenjue was staring at the dancing candlelight and didn't listen to him at all.

Chen Dechun shook his head, sighed heavily, and said he couldn't worry about it, this...

He turned to look at the guard next to him with some confusion. The new guard was easier to get along with than the previous Yuan, and at least he was willing to talk to others.

Mu Shan looked troubled.

Chen Dechun had never seen anything like this in his entire life. He only had such a hesitant look on his face, so he understood in his heart that what could make His Highness so distressed must have something to do with his wife.

Chen Dechun was slightly emotional, and it was only at this time that he felt that His Highness was a person of flesh and blood. No wonder Yu Wenke tried every means to kidnap his wife, and he couldn't blame the emperor for giving three orders before his death not to allow the Liang family to enter.

Without this weakness, it would have swept the world and swallowed up all the wastelands.

Chen Dechun sighed silently, feeling so many things in his heart that it is difficult to have both worlds at the same time. Who can say which one is better?

He picked up the medicine box and bowed out of the room. The person he passed by had an unfamiliar face.

"His Royal Highness King Qi."

The visitor lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the city defense map of Tuyang City resting on the table.

He knew the picture was real.

Yu Wenjue recovered from the light and shadow, and looked over: "Wei Yue, no, I should call you Chun Yubei."

Chunyu Bei raised his eyes and saw a very cold face: "What are your orders from His Highness King Qi?"

"Do you want to go back to Chen Country?"

"Chen Guo?" Chunyu Bei was startled, a little dazed, and then said, "If it is His Highness's mission, I can give it a try."

Yu Wenjue raised his eyebrows: "You are not my subordinate."

Chunyu Bei lowered his eyes: "No matter how high a person's martial arts skills are, he can never defeat the power. Your Highness not only helped me restore my identity, but also helped me avenge the death of my family in the past. Bei is willing to follow Your Highness for the rest of his life."

As he spoke, he knelt down on his knees and wanted to swear to the sky.

Yu Wenjue stared at him, his eyes as quiet as an ancient well: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Chunyu Bei frowned slightly: "Is it because of Madam?"

Yu Wenjue's eyebrows relaxed and he stared at the candlelight again. There was never an outsider between them.

Seeing his silence, Chunyu Bei simply drew out his sword and held it up with both hands: "Since this subordinate has decided to be loyal to His Highness, I will leave this life at His Majesty's disposal."

Accompanied by the candlelight, looking at the look of death, Yu Wenjue vaguely remembered that a long time ago, she was like this, for revenge, kneeling in front of him, telling him what to say to him, even if she sacrificed her life, her body and mind would be fine...

Yu Wenjue moved the corners of his lips unnoticeably, his eyes moved slightly, then he raised his head and said lightly: "You can stay if you want."

Chunyu Bei was stunned, put away his sword, and bowed to the ground: "Thank you, Your Highness."

He stood up again and asked, "Do I still need to go to Chen Kingdom?"

Yu Wenjue's face sank, his eyes slightly lowered, and he didn't say a word.

*

There are several plates of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of white porridge on the table.

Qian Ming looked at the person who was lowering his head to write, waved his hand to the maid, and then persuaded: "My Lady, please take a rest. You have been writing all night. My Lord will be heartbroken when he wakes up and sees it."

Liang Huan's hand holding the pen paused, and he raised his head and glanced at the door. He saw that it was dark outside. When he turned his head again, he saw that the person on the couch was still awake.

She frowned and looked at Qian Ming again: "Have you sent someone to look for him?"

"found."

"Did you find it?"

Qian Ming was dejected and just shook his head.

Liang Huan had no expression on his face. It was expected that he couldn't find it, but he saw a ghost when he found it.

Liang Huan raised his pen and glanced at the couch with a frown. If the situation hadn't been stable yet, it would have been better for him to die like this.

The most hateful thing is that if I don’t want to live anymore, I have to drag innocent people to be buried with me.

Liang Huan was so angry that he gritted his teeth. The medicine he prepared with so much painstaking efforts was thrown away just like that.

Did he know how rare the medicinal materials there were?

He also pretended to submit in front of them.

It’s so funny.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Liang Huan slammed the pen with a snap.

No matter what, you will not live if you do it yourself.

Qian Ming gasped in shock. He originally thought that their empress was an indifferent person who had no fights with the world. But that day in the Tai Chi Hall, she dared to ignore the imperial army and even challenged the master in public with a sword. To kill the king.

If it were anyone else, she would have to die ten times to appease the Lord's anger, and she would be safe and sound.

What does it mean for one thing to bring down another thing? This is just what we are talking about.

But in retrospect, if she was seeking power and usurping the throne for family power and personal glory, her reason for killing the king was so simple. She just couldn't stand that her master killed people like grass, and she had no selfish motives at all...

Only when he met this person did he truly understand what it means to look the other way.

Thinking about last night again, when the enemy was in front of him, his calm appearance in the face of danger made people admire him from the bottom of his heart.

Qian Ming's eyes silently moved to the person on the bed. Not to mention that the Lord liked him, even he, the chamberlain, liked him.

If the late emperor had chosen this person for the Lord back then, and with Taifu Liang and Liang Jijiu guiding him, even if the Lord had not made great achievements, it would never be——

Ugh!

Qian Ming sighed secretly, what a pity!

His thoughts flew further and further.

While Qian Ming was lost in thought, Liang Huan stood up and walked to the copper basin nearby to clean his hands.

She agreed with Yu Wenjue that she would only stay for five days.

She thought that instead of waiting on the boat for him to sort out military affairs, she might as well do something useful.

At least the patients in Qingchuan after the disaster were not short of food or medicinal materials, and they were ordered by the imperial doctor to lead a group of imperial doctors to treat them, including her.

But Tu Yangcheng was different and needed her help even more.

There are many wounded soldiers in the city, not to mention food, even medicinal materials are in short supply.

The weather is hot and if the wound is not treated in time, it will become more and more serious.

Liang Huan was thinking that in addition to asking Song Tan to transfer some from other places, he was afraid that he would still have to ask the people in the city to help find some for emergency use.

"Liang, Huan..."

Just as Liang Huan swallowed a mouthful of white porridge, he heard that the person who had been sleeping for a long time over there seemed to make some movement.

Turning around, Gao Qian opened his eyes and looked at her vaguely.

Liang Huan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and tilted his head again. Qian Ming stared blankly at the ground, his eyes almost drilling two holes in the ground.

Liang Huan raised her chin at him: "Servant Qian, the Lord is calling you!"

After that, he turned around and continued to eat porridge with side dishes like a person with nothing to do.

The reason why she came back was not to care about Gao Qian's life or death.

Qian Ming woke up from a dream and suddenly saw Gao Qian awake. He cried with joy and hurriedly came to the bed.

Suddenly a big round face came up to him, Gao Qian frowned and pushed him away.