Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Liang Qian stopped at the door of a teahouse, touched her full stomach, and looked embarrassed.

Yuwen Jue glanced at her face and said, "Want to go in and rest?"

Liang Qian was delighted and nodded quickly.

Yuwen Jue naturally took her hand and walked over the threshold.

Liang Qian chose a seat near the door and sat down.

The waiter who was dozing off on the counter suddenly saw a customer coming in. He jumped up from his seat and hurriedly went forward with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, what would you like to order?"

Liang Qian looked at Yu Wenjue opposite her, and he was also looking at her. It was all up to her to make the decision.

Liang Qian understood and ordered a pot of tea and two plates of cakes.

The waiter shouted and went to the back hall.

The teahouse was very big, with two floors, but there were only a few tea drinkers sitting there.

Compared with the bustling streets, it is very deserted.

Liang Qian held her chin and looked around carefully, then her gaze fell back on the face of the person opposite her.

"It seems that the Zhou people don't like drinking tea."

Yuwen Jue smiled calmly and said nothing.

Tea and pastries were served quickly.

The waiter was very enthusiastic.

Facing the overly attentive smile, Liang Qian couldn't help but ask, "Has your store's business always been so slow?"

The waiter was stunned, a little surprised: "Madam is from out of town?"

Liang Qian blinked and looked at Yuwen Jue, then nodded to the waiter: "Yes, I have only been here for two days."

"It was fine before, but recently..." The waiter smiled awkwardly and didn't explain much.

Liang Qian picked up a piece of white jade pastry, took a bite, and found it tasted pretty good.

I took another look at the color of the tea and smelled it, and it was definitely not inferior.

The waiter saw that Liang Qian looked like an expert as she observed and tasted the food.

Liang Qian explained with a smile: "I am also in business."

The waiter suddenly understood.

Liang Qian added, "I've seen other teahouses and taverns where even if there are no musical instruments or singing, there are at least storytellers who tell jokes, which can attract a few people. How come you don't have anything here?"

When the waiter heard this, he was startled and looked around hurriedly, fearing that someone might have heard it, but when he saw no one, he immediately lowered his voice.

"Ma'am, please don't say that."

Liang Qian was surprised and glanced at Yuwen Jue opposite her, who was drinking tea with his eyes lowered.

She looked back at the waiter, took out some money from her pouch with a serious expression, put it on the table, and asked sincerely.

"Are there any taboos here? We are new here, and I hope you can give us some advice. Don't let your words cause trouble and cause trouble without you even realizing it."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head as he looked at the coins on the table.

Liang Qian narrowed her eyes, took off the pouch and handed it to him.

The waiter hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth, took it, moved closer, and lowered his voice even more than before.

"Madam, you don't know that we used to have storytellers here, but a few days ago, the whole of Luoan, no, I think it's not just Luoan, anyway, they don't allow storytellers to tell jokes at will. The other day, someone didn't believe in it and went to the street..."

He shook his head and sighed: "That man was beheaded immediately. Who would dare to disobey the will of the emperor again?"

Liang Qian was surprised: "Is it just because storytelling is not allowed?"

The waiter looked behind him and said, "Of course not, because what he said was about——"

Liang Qian's heart skipped a beat and she interrupted abruptly, "Is this an imperial decree?"

The waiter paused for a moment, frowned, and was puzzled: "Maybe, but some people say it is--"

"Okay, this is none of your business."

Being interrupted again, the waiter was confused. He looked down at the purse in his hand, then looked up at Liang Qian. Can he still accept this money?

Liang Qian didn't look at him, just waved her hand: "Take the money and leave quickly."

The waiter frowned and looked at the two of them.

The man sat quietly sipping tea from beginning to end without saying a word. Although he was not good-looking and was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his demeanor and behavior were completely unlike that of an ordinary person.

The woman was even more strange. She was obviously very curious and kept asking him questions, but in the end she interrupted him impatiently and just urged him to leave.

Is there something wrong with your brain?

The waiter complained inwardly and lost his previous enthusiasm. He tightly grasped his purse and walked away without looking back.

As soon as the waiter left, Liang Qian felt like a person with nothing to do, only feeling extremely empty inside.

It's so painful that I can't express it in words.

She silently finished the white jade cake she had just taken a bite of, drank the tea in the cup, was silent for a moment, and then looked up.

"We go home."

Yuwen Jue sat opposite her, put down his cup and stared at her.

"it is good."

When I came out of the teahouse, the sun was already setting.

The people gathered on the street gradually dispersed, and some small vendors had already started to pack up their goods.

Liang Qian walked and looked. While looking at them, what emerged in her mind was her past self.

She didn't say anything, and Yuwen Jue didn't say anything either. He just walked with her quietly, holding her hand tightly.

We walked very slowly from the downtown area to the secluded alley.

Walking hand in hand and side by side like this was very similar to that year in Taoqiyuan, when they both had a fever and he dragged her for a walk in the yard to get some fresh air.

In an instant, everything he had said to her and everything they had experienced, sentence by sentence, scene by scene, all came flooding back.

Liang Qian's eyes felt sore and she paused. She felt as if a huge object was pressing on her chest and she could hardly breathe.

"婠婠?"

Yuwen Jue looked at her, pursed his lips, and a look of pain flashed across his eyes.

She also looked up at him, shook her head and smiled softly: "Do you still remember what you said to me in Taoqi Garden that year?"

Yuwen Jue looked into her dark eyes and nodded slightly: "I remember everything."

Liang Qian looked at the face in front of her that was not Lu Xiu.

The afterglow of the setting sun gave him a layer of orange.

It made her feel very strange.

Liang Qian took a step forward and buried her head in his arms.

Only his heartbeat and the faint scent of cold pine were familiar and could bring her a moment of comfort.

Lu Xiu said, I am not afraid of what you ask, I am just afraid that you don’t ask anything.

Lu Xiu also said that we haven’t reached the point where we can understand each other without asking…

In the quiet alley, the setting sun stretched their shadows very long, and they were still tightly attached to each other when printed on the ground.

When we returned to the palace, the lights were already on.

At dinner, Liang Qian didn't eat much because she was very full after eating at the market, while Yuwen Jue didn't eat much because he had no appetite.

After washing up, Yuwen Jue dealt with the matters left over from the day, while Liang Qian continued to sort out the notes.

When he was thinking, he would deliberately look at her;

When she stopped writing, she would add some water to his cup.

Occasionally, their eyes would accidentally meet, and after a glance, they would go their separate ways.

It seemed no different from usual.

Including the bed.

They get along well with each other and are as close as fish and water.

When she is in a good mood and interested, she will prepare meals herself, either home-cooked dishes or innovative cooking.

Liang Qian had no idea what it tasted like.

No matter what she did, Yuwen Jue would eat it all.

Looks like it's very easy to feed.

This has been going on day after day for the past few days, and the uneasiness that had been in Yuwen Jue's heart has gradually dissipated.

Liang Qian was in a very good mood the day the notes were sorted out.