Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

"The new cracks are pure and fresh, as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, the clusters look like the bright moon."

Gu Yu smiled and picked out a fan from a large pile of various colors and gave it to Liang Han: "What do you think of this, madam?"

The wedding was approaching, and everything that needed to be prepared had already been prepared. She didn't need to worry about it from beginning to end. She only needed to look at what she wore.

It ranges from the style of wedding clothes to the color of Yanzhi.

Liang Huan was already dizzy. He raised his head and took a symbolic look: "It's pretty good, just take it."

Guyu smiled broadly and raised his eyebrows proudly at Bai Lu: "Let me tell you, Madam will definitely like this..."

"This hibiscus is good, but that one with two stems has a better meaning..." Bai Lu didn't agree with it, turned around and looked through the other one, and finally found it. When she looked back, the person sitting there had disappeared.

Liang Huan stood in the yard and rubbed her temples, and took a few more deep breaths. She felt much better. Her head hurt from the noise they made this morning.

In the jasmine field not far away, Guan Song pushed Zhou Xin on the swing, while Nanny Xin sat aside with Xi'er in her arms.

The swing came and went, and the laughter filled the courtyard unknowingly.

The warm sunshine fell on them, making each of them seem to glow.

Before Liang Huan came closer, Zhou Xin saw her.

The little baby with picturesque features is at his naughty age, but Zhou Xin is very obedient and doesn't talk much.

Although he has lived in Danxi Villa for a while, apart from Xi'er, he only wants to be close to her.

Recently, perhaps because he practiced martial arts with Guan Song, he became familiar with Guan Song again, and his personality became more lively.

This is what Liang Huan likes to see. Children should look like children.

During this time, Liang Huan personally taught him how to read and write. When Yu Wenjue was not busy, he would also teach him military strategies.

"Auntie." Zhou Xin walked up to her and bowed.

Liang Huan took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and ordered someone to fetch the bayberry fruits that were cold in the well.

Xi'er couldn't eat the fruit, so she played with it in her hand. After a while, it was all covered in mushy fruit. She was very surprised when she saw Zhou Xin's mouth changed color after eating it, his eyes were wide open and he was babbling.

"Why are you here?"

Yu Wenjue came at this time. Seeing Xi'er's miserable condition, he frowned and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Except for Liang Huan, the remaining people lowered their heads silently and stopped talking and laughing.

Liang Huan stood up and blocked his view: "It's too stuffy inside. Come out for some air. Are the guests sent away?"

Yu Wenjue looked at her protective look, swallowed the blame on his lips, and ordered them to take the two little ones to clean and change clothes.

The courtyard, which was still lively just now, became quiet again. Liang Huan sat down and picked up the iced bayberry fruits to eat.

"You just let them mess around?" He sat down with her and smiled helplessly.

Liang Huan picked up one and took a bite, blinking and smiling: "If you don't take advantage of your youth and ignorance to cause trouble, wouldn't life be boring? Besides, they are much more well-behaved than when I was young."

Yu Wenjue raised his eyebrows without comment, and sighed slightly: "Don't you like those things?"

Liang Huan was stunned and looked at him with a guilty conscience. It must be that when he was about to accompany her to choose after meeting the guests, he found that she was missing.

"It's not that I don't like it, I like them all, they are all very good..."

She smiled coquettishly and wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by his cold eyes.

Liang Huan had no choice but to say honestly: "This was a long, long time ago. I must have been as enthusiastic as Gu Yu, but now, isn't it a bit of a fuss? After all, we are an old married couple, so why bother with all the trouble?"

"Making a fuss out of a molehill?"

"No, actually, I want to say that I have long passed the point of caring about these formalities——"

"form?"

Seeing his face getting darker and darker, Liang Huan stopped talking.

Yu Wenjue just stared at her without saying a word.

Liang Huan couldn't help it and sighed.

When she was preparing medicine with Chen Dechun two days ago, she unexpectedly learned that when the emperor was dying, he would never allow Yu Wenjue to have anything to do with her. The emperor was dead, so he could ignore it, but what about Zhou Jun Yu Wenjue?

She doesn't care what others say about her, but she can't ignore him.

"I really don't care about this, but if you do this, others will know about it, which will be bad for you -"

"You don't care, I do," Yu Wenjue interrupted simply, "As for what the consequences will be, that's a problem I should solve. If you find it cumbersome, then it's up to me to decide. You just need to sit back and relax. Just fine.”

His dark eyes hid emotions that she couldn't understand.

"Huanwen, we agreed to start over. No matter what happened before, you will only be Yu Wenjue's wife from now on, for the rest of our lives."

The attitude is so determined that it can be called stubborn.

"The Lu Xiu of the past is dead, and only Yu Wenjue will be with you from now on."

Liang Huan frowned and looked at him, somewhat confused.

Yu Wenjue slowly lowered his eyes and held her hand tightly: "Just stay with me, okay?"

His low and soft voice contained a hint of begging. Liang Huan couldn't refuse him. No matter what he wanted, she was willing to be with him.

Liang Huan climbed on his shoulders and hugged him tightly: "I'm not with you, but with us. Whether you are Lu Xiu or Yu Wenjue, I am just your wife."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Yu Wenjue was overjoyed and hugged her back hard: "Since you promised me, you can never go back on your word."

Liang Huan felt sour in her heart, closed her eyes and nodded: "I will never regret it."

Suddenly, he pulled the person away a little, and his dark eyes flashed with a strange light: "Then let's salute tomorrow!"

Liang Wei was stunned: "Tomorrow? Isn't it still five days later?"

Yu Wenjue looked at the stunned person, kissed the side of her face, hugged her tightly, did not answer, and just laughed softly.

Liang Huan was infected by his heartfelt joy, feeling loving and funny at the same time. Just now he said that others were messing around, but if he started messing around, he would be no worse than anyone else.

Yu Wenjue said a few more words to her and left.

At first, Liang Huan thought he was joking. Unexpectedly, when she wanted to return to Liuyunju again, she was told that His Highness had ordered people to clean and decorate the inner room, so she could only live in the west wing for a day.

At night, there was still no sign of him. It wasn't until Gu Yu brought a full set of white wedding clothes, exquisite accessories, and said that he had rested in the east chamber that Liang Huan knew that he was serious, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

The next day, when Liang Huan got up from bed, it was already bright outside.

Before going to bed last night, she played a little late with Xi'er and Zhou Xin. She thought she would have a good night's sleep when she was tired, but unexpectedly she had been dreaming intermittently all night.

She rubbed her eyes and sat quietly on the couch for a while. All the bride's clothes were neatly arranged.

Hearing the commotion, Gu Yu walked in with a few nannies.

Until Liang Han sat in front of the mirror and looked at the person in the mirror wearing a white brocade double-breasted skirt with wide sleeves and an old woman helping her comb her hair and put on makeup, she still felt that it looked fake.