Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

As the night deepens outside the window, the hustle and bustle of the day has long since turned into settled dust. Everything is calm and silent, allowing people to enjoy a moment of peace and tranquility.

There was a lamp on the desk in the distance, casting a faint light.

Gao Qian sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at the dark doorway. The doorway was like the deepest eye of the night, hiding unspeakable thoughts and unknown secrets.

The flickering light reflected on the man's face, half light and half dark, blurring his outline.

The person lying on his side moved slightly, and he immediately came back to his senses and looked over.

There was a thin layer of wetness on Liang Qian's body, and the waves of pain were like the receding tide, not fierce.

Liang Qian opened her eyes with some difficulty, and saw Gao Qian sitting next to her, with his long eyelashes drooping, staring at her intently, silent and without saying a word.

When she met those eyes, Liang Qian's heart tightened.

She forced herself to sit up and moved her body back. Her fingers involuntarily clenched the sheets beneath her. Her throat tightened but she smiled faintly.

"Can you pretend you don't know?"

Gao Qian felt a pain in his chest and leaned over to hug the person.

Liang Qian's body froze, she was stunned for a moment, lowered her eyes and said, "Gao Qian, let me go."

Gao Qian didn't move.

Liang Qian's voice was low but every word was clear.

"I didn't come back for you."

Gao Qian’s arms were very strong and he shook his head: “I know… I know everything… It doesn’t matter.”

knowledge?

Liang Qian laughed, her laughter was dull and hoarse.

Yes, in Tuyang City, Gao Qian asked her, are you sure he is still him?

Liang Qian felt pain all over her body, but she was smiling so hard that tears came out of her eyes.

When did Gao Qian know about it? In Jinye?

unimportant.

Liang Qian was about to reach out and push him, but Gao Qian, as if he had anticipated this, let go of her hand first.

He turned around and called someone, and soon Qian Ming came in holding a medicine soup.

Qian Ming walked to the bedside, knelt down, picked up the medicine bowl, lowered his head and looked guilty.

"I am a little ignorant, I don't know how the Queen--"

When the words came to his lips, he was suddenly stunned and looked suddenly at Gao Qian. A thunder exploded in his mind.

He hurriedly lowered his head, his face pale and cold sweat streaming down his back.

I was so focused on blaming myself and feeling scared that I didn't realize that the Master and the Queen didn't...

So this medicine is——

Qian Ming's hands were shaking as he held the medicine bowl, causing ripples in the medicine liquid inside.

Gao Qian calmly reached out to take the medicine bowl, tested the temperature, and stirred it gently with a medicine spoon.

He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.

"Drink."

Liang Qian met his gaze and smiled. Without opening her mouth, she took the bowl of medicine from his hand, raised it without hesitation, and was about to drink it.

Suddenly his wrist was grabbed and he almost spilled the medicine in the bowl.

Liang Qian raised her eyes and looked at him, puzzled.

Gao Qian held her tightly in his hands and frowned as he looked at her: "Why don't you ask me what medicine this is?"

"unimportant."

Liang Qian didn't look away. After she finished speaking, she took his hand, closed her eyes, and drank the bitter medicine in big gulps.

Her heart felt like it was being torn apart by bare hands, and she was shaking with pain.

But she couldn't tell who the pain came from.

After taking the medicine, Liang Qian slowly lay back down, her eyes calm, her face expression neither sad nor happy, she just looked extremely tired and exhausted.

Gao Qian looked at the empty bowl in his hand and laughed softly: "Tell me, should I be happy or sad?"

Liang Qian closed her eyes and said nothing.

Qian Ming knelt on the ground, shrinking his neck and watching the scene in surprise. Before he could take the next step, the medicine bowl was thrown to him. He caught it in a panic, and cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Why don't you get out yet?"

Qian Ming was startled by the cold sound, and he got up in a panic holding the empty bowl and hurried out of the house.

Without anyone around, the room became quiet again.

Gao Qian picked up the silk handkerchief beside the pillow and gently wiped off the medicine stains at the corners of her mouth, then turned around and stared at the dark doorway again.

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Before, because of me, you drank bowl after bowl of medicine until you broke down your body—"

Liang Qian opened her eyes wide and looked over, and Gao Qian happened to be looking over there as well.

"Surprised?"

Liang Qian pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

I shouldn't be so surprised.

He has never let her go, how could he not know?

Gao Qian took Liang Qian's hand, his eyelashes drooping: "But this time, because of you, I also drank bowl after bowl. You know, I hate taking medicine the most..."

"So, do you think this counts as repayment?"

Her fingers were long, slender and soft, and felt soft and cool in her palm.

Gao Qian held her hands tightly, trying to warm them up, but he found that his hands seemed to be even colder than hers.

He sighed: "Obviously you gave them both, but they are so different."

Liang Qian frowned and wanted to pull her hand away, she really didn't know what he wanted to say.

Gao Qian let go of her hand, turned away and stopped looking at her.

"You think I don't want to give you that medicine?"

Liang Qian was slightly stunned and looked at his profile, which showed sharp lines.

It turned out that what he wanted to say was that the bowl of medicine just now was not a cold medicine that could cause miscarriage.

Liang Qian closed her eyes again tiredly, not caring at all.

Gao Qian was silent for a moment: "Didn't you ask me why I wouldn't let you go?"

Liang Qian closed her eyes and said nothing.

Gao Qian looked at the door and said, "Sometimes, I hope you will remember me forever, but sometimes, I am afraid you will remember me forever."

He was talking to himself as if he were telling a tongue twister, but he ended up laughing at himself.

"You said, how can you who have forgotten me still be the same you? But you who remember me will never -"

He suppressed his smile and said softly, "It's not that I won't let you go, I just won't let myself go."

He turned his head to look at her: "What about you?"

Liang Qian closed her eyes and said nothing, as if she was asleep.

But he knew her too well, she wouldn't.

She is awake.

I just don't want to pay attention to him.

Gao Qian looked at her again, stood up and walked to the door.

*

"The Queen..."

Pei Yao looked embarrassed.

Liang Qian glanced at him impatiently. Pei Yao was a conservative person. He was acting awkward from beginning to end when she looked at his injuries.

Liang Qian pointed at the wound and continued to talk to the military doctor next to her about how to treat it later and what other situations might arise.

In Tuyang City, of those she selected to serve as military doctors, only half survived.

The notebook that Chen Dechun gave was extremely practical, perhaps because he had been in the army for many years and it contained records of many various special cases. In particular, he had dealt with many traumas and bone injuries and had rich experience in treating broken legs and feet.

Therefore, in the past two days, Liang Qian followed the doctors to see patients during the day, and copied down the medical records that could be used by the army at night and distributed them to them for reference and study.

After seeing the last injured person, Liang Qian stood up, took out a pill from the embroidered bag on her waist and swallowed it.

It was stuffy in the tent, so Liang Qian stepped out to get some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, when they came out of the tent, they met Wang Tingyue over there.

"What's the matter, General Wang?"

Wang Tingyue stopped two steps away, and was about to speak after greeting, but he saw Liang Qian's face was not good, so he said: "The Queen should also take care of herself."

Liang Huan nodded slightly.

Ever since that day outside the city when Wang Tingyue told her not to call him brother anymore, he had always called her Queen in public and in private.

This was indeed something she had not considered carefully.

After all, they are not biological siblings, so many details cannot be ignored.

Wang Tingyue said sternly, "The things you asked to be sent to Zhou Jun have been delivered."