Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

"Stop talking," Liang Huan couldn't help but interrupt her softly.

Such a statement is undoubtedly tearing open one's own wounds again and showing them to others.

No need.

Xiao Qianyi didn't seem to hear, tilting her head and getting lost in memories.

"He said, Huanhua, I'm sorry."

Liang Huan frowned, confused.

Xiao Qianyi turned to look at her: "You think it's strange too?"

She shook her head and smiled: "Liang Huan, to be honest, I really don't understand. He treats you like this and still feels bad about himself. He even apologizes to you in his dreams... I really don't understand... But I really envy you too..."

"I have heard a little bit about what happened in Qi Jun's camp. In my opinion, you didn't save him at all, but he was completely devoted to you and didn't even mind that you betrayed him and followed Qi Jun..."

With tears on her face, Xiao Qianyi closed her eyes, feeling dry, and then slowly took a breath and said:

"Initially, my father and brother wanted us to get married, but at that time I was conflicted. I spoke rudely to him several times and was very rude... I only regarded him as a deserter and traitor from Qi State. Later -"

"Later, when I really, really wanted to... my brother strongly opposed it. He just said that it would be fine if it was Lu Xiu, but Yu Wenjue would definitely not do it."

Liang Huan was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed more and more tightly. What did this mean?

Xiao Qianyi pulled the corners of her mouth, smiling and crying, and the dried tears filled her red eyes.

"I didn't really understand it before, until he woke up that day and saw me with him, that look in his eyes... I think I will never forget it in my life -"

She closed her eyes, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed, tears constantly squeezing out from between her fingers.

She didn't know whether it was because of humiliation or fear, but her body was shaking violently.

After a long time, Xiao Qianyi put down her hand and looked at her with eyes blurred by tears.

"You know, if the Lord hadn't stopped me, I, I think I would have died. After he woke up, he didn't even say a word to me, and he didn't care at all whether anything happened to us, let alone what happened. The thing... I only know that Xiao Qianyi died once that day. "

"At that moment, I suddenly remembered what my brother said to me, and I finally understood why he said Yu Wenjue couldn't do it. Liang Huan, how affectionate he can be to you, he will be ruthless to others -"

She paused and slowly shook her head: "No, that day in the inn, he made it very clear that he only has a bottom line and no love, and you are his bottom line."

Liang Huan was silent, saying nothing was appropriate.

A long time ago, in her eyes, Lu Xiu was indeed a cold-hearted person, but later, she felt his temperature and heartbeat, and also saw his fiery and passionate nature.

But now, he is even stronger than before...

If it weren't for the expressions that occasionally appeared inadvertently, she would have almost forgotten what the person who once made her feel desperate looked like?

Xiao Qianyi wiped away her tears, pursed her lips and smiled: "Actually, I don't hate him at all. On the contrary, the more ruthlessly he rejects me and the more he treats you wholeheartedly, the more I love and respect him in my heart, which proves that I don't see him Wrong person, let alone loving the wrong person..."

"He is different from them after all. I once thought that brother was the best man in the world, but until-"

Perhaps she was tired, so she bit her lip, lowered her head and stopped talking, with only her shoulders shaking slightly.

Liang Huan's eyes were sore, he breathed slowly, put his arms around her shoulders, and patted her back gently.

The shadows of the trees in the yard fell on the windows, and the leaves rustled when the wind blew.

The room was very quiet, except for an occasional whimper or two.

As long as she cried, Liang Huan would sit in meditation with her.

I'm not sure how long it took until the trembling person calmed down.

Xiao Qianyi wiped her face and turned her head to look at Liang Han. Her eyes were red and swollen.

"Don't you hate me?"

Liang Huan didn't answer and asked: "Are you ready to cry?"

Xiao Qianyi turned her face away and did not look at her.

Liang Huan stood up first and reached out to her: "If you're done crying, let's go take medicine."

Xiao Qianyi's eyes were swollen and she looked at her in surprise: "Why do you care about me? Don't I deserve to be where I am today? Don't you mind that I -"

Her eyes flickered and she bit her lip, unable to speak.

Liang Huan took the initiative to grab her hand, pulled her up from the ground, and ordered someone to fetch water for them to wash their hands and clean their faces.

After regaining consciousness, Liang Huan sat Xiao Qianyi down, took another pill to her, and squatted in front of her with a very serious expression.

"I once told you that no matter what happens, you should not give up on yourself. Miscarriage is the most harmful to the body. This pill is beneficial to you. Take one pill in the morning and evening every day. Do not eat cold and irritating foods, and you should also eat your hands and feet. Keep warm, even if it’s hot, don’t be too cold at night.”

Xiao Qianyi hesitated for a moment, then picked up the pill and put it in her mouth.

Liang Huan took advantage of this, pulled her wrist, put his fingers on her pulse, and pondered for a while before saying: "Yu Wenke gave you too much medicine, which has damaged your roots. It is unlikely that you will recover your martial arts, but I still I want to try my best. I will think about it with the imperial doctor when I get back. Are you willing to try? It might fail."

Xiao Qianyi's wet red eyes opened wide. She was surprised for a moment and nodded repeatedly.

Liang Huan smiled at her: "Then in the next few days, you must be obedient and cooperate with us."

Xiao Qianyi's face was filled with shame and embarrassment, and she looked away.

"Liang Huan, shouldn't you hate me? Why on earth do you want to help me?"

Liang Huan lowered his head and smiled: "Living in this world is difficult, and being a woman is even more difficult. If we can't help each other, why bother making things difficult for each other?"

Xiao Qianyi felt sad in her chest and looked at her again.

Liang Huan raised his eyes: "If you change yourself beyond recognition just to compete for a man, then that's even more inappropriate."

She lowered her eyes slightly and added: "You just said that you can't change back to the way you were before. No one who has gone through this can pretend that nothing happened. Even if the wound heals, the scar will still be there, even if the scar fades, the memory will still be there. What happened is what happened, and you don’t have to force yourself to let it go.”

She thought for a moment, then raised her head and said: "When the original appearance is gone, we will live in a different way; when the original road is broken, we will go another way. No one has stipulated that we can only go to the end in one way?"

Xiao Qianyi bit her lip, her eyes getting redder.

Liang Huan helped her trim her hair: "As for Yu Wenke, everyone else is dead, how can I still control how you live in the future?"

Her eyes moved slightly: "Don't worry, this is not difficult."

Xiao Qianyi looked at her blankly.

Liang Huan patted her on the shoulder and said: "You are now the mistress of the Duke's Palace of Jin, and you have a fortune of millions. Not to mention that you have the support of the Jingning Marquis Palace, and now you have the Prince Qi Palace. Furthermore, the emperor is already soft-hearted, so it is not impossible for him to remarry in the future. "

"Remarry?" Xiao Qianyi opened her mouth.

Liang Huan nodded: "Yes, if you don't want to get rid of Yu Wenke and don't want to be buried with him, then why not marry someone else? Of course, you don't have to marry someone. I think it's better to pick up a spear and go to the battlefield. A female general is the best.”

"In short, as long as you die, anything can happen. The question is whether you are willing to try."