Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The tile stove is still brewing the last pot of medicine.

As soon as I entered the medicine house, the steaming bitter smell immediately filled my nose.

Qingzhu covered her mouth and nose, frowning tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Now I really can't smell the medicine at all.

Qingzhu came closer, pushed Gu Yu, who was sleeping soundly on the table, and gently reminded the man who was immersed in reading medical books.

"Princess, it's late at night and it's time for you to rest."

Liang Huan raised his head and glanced at the small stove, then looked out the window. It was indeed very late.

The imperial physician Ling was old and could not bear the hardships, so he sent him to rest early in the morning, leaving Gu Yu to help her.

Liang Huan rubbed his sore and sleepy eyes, Qingzhu patted the person who couldn't wake up for a long time.

Guyu slept deeply, he was really tired.

After a long while, he opened his eyes in a daze. As soon as he saw the person in front of him clearly, he immediately sat up and went to look at the medicine stove.

Liang Huan hurriedly grabbed her and said, "You go to bed first. I'll wait for the furnace medicine to be ready, then I'll go and have a rest."

Qingzhu shook his head: "I'm still here to guard you."

Guyu yawned and said, "I have had a rest just now. I am not sleepy now. I am still here to guard you."

Liang Huan smiled and pushed them: "You don't know how to handle this medicine."

Just as he was talking, someone came in from outside the door.

Yu Wenjue was wearing a large snow robe and his hair was loose. As soon as he got closer, he was greeted by the clear fragrance of flowers and trees after the rain. He had obviously been washed.

"You all get down."

Qingzhu and Gu Yu looked at each other, bowed their heads and retreated.

"Are you done?" Liang Huan glanced at him and continued to sort out the manuscript.

Yu Wenjue frowned.

There were piles of books on the table and on the ground, piled up like a hill, surrounding her in the middle.

Ever since I met Mr. Xiao, I felt like I was possessed by a maniac. He did not hesitate to delve into the medical books. The place where I spent the longest time every day was the Yaolu, and the person I spent the most time with was the Imperial Physician Ling...

Yu Wenjue bent down and moved a pile of books away, then sat next to her: "I should leave tomorrow."

After Liang Huan copied the last few words, she turned her head and looked at him: "I know."

knowledge?

Yu Wenjue kept his eyes calm and said nothing.

Seeing that he had nothing more to say, Liang Huan put down his pen and organized the results of several days of work.

The room was quiet for a moment, and then Yu Wenjue suddenly spoke, his voice indifferent to emotion and anger.

"Are you too nice to her?"

Liang Huan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the manuscript in his hand, and then turned to look at the man with a straight face. When he realized that he was talking about Xiao Qianyi, he smiled suddenly.

"Don't tell me, I've been working day and night for the past two days, but it's worth it. You see, you really asked me to find a way to heal her."

As he spoke, he proudly waved the manuscript to him, then turned around and put away the desk.

Yu Wenjue pursed his lips, stared at the busy people, and then glanced at the earthen stove with the medicine pot, his face became darker and darker.

He stretched out his hand, took out the manuscript from her hand, put it down on the table, and then held the person in front of him, looking down at her.

"Are you cool?"

Liang Huan was afraid of messing up the manuscript, so she turned to look at the desk, but he straightened her face, and his black eyes looked directly at hers.

See the hidden anger inside.

It suddenly dawned on her that she had only cared about being happy and didn't notice that he was angry at all.

Liang Huan no longer cared about the manuscript, hugged his waist, smiled and kissed his Adam's apple to express comfort.

Unexpectedly, this kiss made him tremble, and he tightened his grip on her arms.

Before she could react, he crushed her lips and pressed them down, and the mountain of books behind him collapsed instantly.

Liang Huan's eyes widened, those books...

It's too late to regret.

The tip of her tongue hurt, and she looked at him in surprise. The dark eyes he met were even more angry than before.

Liang Huan sighed secretly, closed her eyes and hugged his neck, trying to accommodate him.

When she was having a personal entanglement, she suddenly remembered something and pushed the person on her away.

Yu Wenjue tilted his body and fell to the side, knocking over a pile of books beside him. He saw that Liang Huan didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes, he got up and went to the tile stove.

Yu Wenjue pulled up his robe and sat down, his face getting darker.

Liang Huan couldn't see the expression of the person behind him, so he was focused on turning off the fire and getting the medicine.

While they were still hot, soak all the medicinal herbs in the juice. After the pills cooled down, pour them one by one into the small porcelain bottle until the bottle was sealed. When he turned around, he saw Yu Wenjue sitting quietly, his eyes calm and silent. Look at her.

Liang Huan pursed her lips and walked over holding the small porcelain bottle. Yu Wenjue lowered his eyes and did not look at her.

Liang Huan sighed slightly, grabbed his hand and put the small porcelain bottle into his palm.

Yu Wenjue raised his eyes in confusion.

Liang Huan smiled at him: "On rainy days, it will relieve the discomfort of old injuries, so I wanted to bring it to you before you left. I have to take care of that in the past two days, so I-"

Before he finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around her again and rested his chin on the crook of her neck, saying nothing.

Such Yu Wenjue is very obedient.

Liang Huan leaned against him and stroked his back: "If you want us to be together for a long time, you must take care of your health. Don't let those old injuries recur."

"Okay." He nodded with his eyes closed.

Liang Huan thought for a moment and then said: "In addition to my own reasons, I am helping her like this. In fact, it is also for you."

Yu Wenjue buried his head, his chest hurt badly, and his voice was muffled: "No need to explain."

Liang Huan smiled: "How can that be done? It's the time to ask for credit and reward. If you don't let me say it, then it's my fault?"

Yu Wenjue couldn't help but laugh and turned to look at her: "Go ahead."

Liang Huan met his gaze: "Jingning Marquis has always felt disgraced when this happened. I think you still need their support. What's more, Xiao Jingnan is loyal to you. If this matter is not handled properly, over time, you will be blamed. If there is a rift, if I help her, it will be a step down for both of us."

"Next time, if she gets into trouble, I'm afraid she will be taken advantage of and cause trouble again. Don't forget that although Yu Wenke is dead, his family members and some of his cronies are still there."

Yu Wenjue held her hand: "I understand."

With a smile on his lips, Liang Huan confessed: "In addition, I still have a little selfishness."

He intertwined his fingers: "What are your selfish motives?"

Liang Huan blinked and looked at him: "She likes my husband, and I can see that she only has you in her heart."

Yu Wenjue frowned and was about to speak.

Liang Huan said first: "Listen to me."

Yu Wenjue shut up and looked at her.

Liang Huan said: "Now that she has lost her martial arts, she feels that she has no future, and is in a very bad state. Thinking about the source, tossing and turning day and night, she will only feel that everything is related to you, and she will focus on you more and more. This is not a problem for anyone. It's a good thing, but if I can cure her body, she won't feel hopeless in her heart, and she will have something she wants to do, and she will definitely not only focus on you. "

"One less harried woman and one more heroine will not only help you, but it will also be a good thing for the Kingdom of Zhou, right?"

Yu Wenjue straightened up, nodded slightly, and suddenly asked, "No more?"

Liang Huan was a little confused and nodded.

In a low voice, Liang Huan was picked up.

"What are you doing? Put me down quickly."

For fear of alarming others, Liang Huan lowered her voice and hugged his neck nervously.

Yu Wenjue raised the corners of his lips: "Now that you have finished speaking, we should go back and discuss merits and reward them."

Liang Huan's face felt hot and she glared at him angrily. It was obvious that she was at the disadvantage.

Yuwen Jue glanced at her embarrassed and angry expression.

"As long as you are your husband, don't everything your husband belongs to you?"

Liang Huan was too lazy to argue with him, and her eyes moved: "I haven't washed up yet."

He chuckled: "It doesn't matter, I've already washed it."