Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The coarse cloth clothes fit well.

After Liang Qian had packed up, she went to Gao Qian's room. He was sitting in front of a bronze mirror with a gloomy face and furrowed brows, as if he was trying to endure something. Qian Ming was kneeling beside him with his head down.

Liang Huan frowned.

It was just a matter of changing clothes, what happened to him?

Looking through the mirror, Gao Qian closed his eyes, neither spoke nor moved.

Qian Ming, on the other hand, seemed to have seen a savior. He secretly turned his eyes to the side and looked at her pitifully.

It's clearly a cry for help.

Liang Qian took a look at Gao Qian's loose hair, then at the wooden comb that fell to the ground, and she understood about half of what was going on.

He suffers from headaches. There are many acupoints on his head. If he accidentally touches a sensitive point, it will easily cause him to have a headache.

How could I not lose my temper?

Liang Qian stepped forward, bent down, picked up the wooden comb, and said to Gao Qian through the mirror: "I will help your Majesty tie up your hair."

The person who pursed his lips opened his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, he was silent for a moment, and nodded: "Okay."

There was no rush to tie up the hair. Liang Qian took out a small bottle and handed it to Qian Ming, saying, "Take a small spoonful and mix it with water. A cup of water will do. It will relieve headaches."

Qian Ming quickly took over and did it.

Liang Qian put down the comb, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly: "Can I help Your Majesty rub it?"

"……Um."

His voice was low and it was obvious that he was in great pain.

Liang Qian was also very troubled. The remaining poison from the past would cause sequelae, but as long as she took the appropriate dose of medicine, she could still relieve and control the frequency and severity of the attacks. But now, under the influence of this poison, it has become serious.

Liang Qian glanced at him silently.

When people are unwell, they become irritable and aggressive, just like a firecracker that explodes at any time.

What's more, he...

Fortunately, they were outside the palace at the moment, otherwise, who knows how many people would have died.

When Liang Qian touched him, Gao Qian's body stiffened, his whole body tensed up in an instant, and his heart was lifted.

Then, soft fingers pinched the muscles on the back of his neck and gently massaged them, up and down, tight and loose, with just the right amount of force.

Fengchi point, Tianzhu point, Yintang point...

With the gentle kneading and pressing, the pain subsided little by little, Gao Qian's whole body relaxed, and he let out a long breath.

Pulling her hand off the acupuncture point, he raised his eyes to look at her: "Why don't you use incense?"

He had not forgotten that she had initially used incense to help him relieve the pain.

Liang Qian was stunned.

Even though I knew he knew what was going on, my heart still skipped a beat when I met his overly naked and straightforward gaze.

Medicine is poisonous to some extent, not to mention the incense. If I use it now...

She simply didn't dodge and asked, "Didn't you guess it all?"

Without waiting for his answer, she pulled her hand back and picked up the wooden comb.

Gao Qian did not deny it. He lowered his eyes and smiled deeply. He smiled so hard that he sighed slightly: "Now...it doesn't matter whether it is poisonous or not."

Liang Qian paused while combing her hair: "I know."

I don't know who the suffocating feeling in my chest came from.

In silence, Qian Ming walked in with a cup of water.

Gao Qian didn't even look at it, he just picked up the cup and drank it all.

Then he smiled at Liang Qian through the mirror: "Even if you give me poison now, I will eat it."

The teeth of the comb hurt my hands.

Liang Qian glanced at him coldly, threw the wooden comb into Qian Ming's arms, turned around and left.

As soon as he took a step, someone grabbed his wrist.

Gao Qian paused for a moment and said, "You were the one who said you would help me tie my hair."

Liang Qian gritted her teeth, but was interrupted by Gao Qian: "It will be too late if you don't go out now."

Liang Qian pursed her lips and endured it.

Fortunately, during the period of having his hair tied up, he just sat there quietly and stopped talking nonsense.

At the gate of the courtyard, Gao Qian took a small cloth bundle from Qian Ming's hand and pulled Liang Qian away without waiting for her to react.

Liang Qian looked back again and saw Qian Ming stopped where he was and bowed to see them off.

I couldn't help wondering: "Isn't he going?"

The alley was long and quiet. Gao Qian looked at the pedestrians passing by at the intersection in the distance, his thin lips curved slightly.

"Today, there are only two of us."

Two people?

Liang Qian was shocked: "What are you going to do?"

Gao Qian knew that she would not give up unless he explained it clearly, so he had to stop and said, "If everything goes well, we will return to the palace in two days. Once we go back, we don't know when we will come out again. Why don't we go to the market today and see if there is anything unusual in the city."

Liang Qian thought about it for a moment and nodded.

It would be even better if we could get some information from Wang Tingyue.

The two of them went straight to the downtown area.

There are all kinds of stalls on the bustling streets, and the crowds are dense and noisy.

Although the two countries were at war not long ago, Jin Ye City seemed to be unaffected at all.

As Liang Qian walked along the street, she thought of that day in Luoan City...

Suddenly, someone hit her shoulder hard and she almost fell down, but fortunately Gao Qian grabbed her.

Liang Qian had just stood up when the person who bumped into her was a woman carrying goods, who hurriedly stepped forward to apologize.

Liang Qian waved her hands repeatedly, she was distracted and not paying attention to the road.

Fortunately, it was just a small misunderstanding and did not cause any trouble.

Gao Qian raised his eyes slightly and looked at her silently without saying anything.

Only then did Liang Qian notice the small bag on his shoulder.

"What are you carrying?"

Gao Qian's eyes fell on the bag, he smiled slightly, then pulled her up and walked towards the long street.

After a while, a small stall was set up.

Liang Qian stood aside, staring blankly at the person sitting in front of the stall, her mouth twitching slightly: "Didn't you say that this is a demotion?"

Gao Qian stretched out his hand and pulled the standing person to sit next to him: "Don't you like it?"

Liang Qian laughed: "When did I tell you that I like——"

"I know." Gao Qian retracted his gaze and looked at the bustling crowd on the street, and said lightly: "You just like to be free and follow your heart."

Liang Huan frowned and looked at him.

Gao Qian turned around and looked at her: "Today, we will use the money we earn to buy some bread. This time, I want the milk version like you. By the way, we will go to that old restaurant later."

Liang Qian looked at him intently, and felt that he was a little strange.

"high--"

He suddenly came closer and interrupted what she was about to say: "Do you think we look like that couple?"

Liang Qian followed his gaze and said coldly: "Maybe they are just brother and sister."

Gao Qian looked at the person who was totally uncooperative and smiled: "A Miao, you are a little ungrateful!"

Liang Qian nodded: "Yes, you know what is good for you."

Gao Qian sat up straight: "You haven't finished talking about yesterday."

Seeing his serious expression, Liang Qian still said truthfully, "Liang Cheng once hired a famous prostitute from Tongle Pavilion to teach me... She was Xue Xiaowan, who was quite famous back then. I learned palm dance, waist bending dance, and many other things from her.

But this matter is very secret, and no one else knows. Xue Xiaowan told me that while she was teaching me, she was also teaching another girl, Tian He. So, what do you think is the difference between me and Sang Chan? "

Gao Qian grabbed her hand.

The streets were noisy and crowded, but he could only see and hear the people in front of him.

It seemed like a long time had passed before she smiled faintly: "There are some differences. I am much more famous than her. I am better than my teacher. Even Xue Xiaowan back then was not as good as me."