Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Liang Qian opened the curtain and walked out from the door. She could vaguely hear Chunyu Bei's voice and Zhou Zhaoyuan's sigh from the inner room.

Since he doesn't intend to reveal his identity, there's no need to listen any further.

Seeing someone coming out, the farmer guarding the door stepped forward and asked politely but not enthusiastically: "There is also a woman and a young man. Do you want to see them?"

Liang Qian stared at the person in front of her without saying a word.

If I'm not mistaken, he was talking about Cao Danqing and Zhou Shaochun.

Facing the undisguised scrutiny, the farmer lowered his eyes: "Please rest assured, sir, we have no ill intentions."

Liang Qian stared at him for a long time. How could she not know whether he had any ill intentions or not?

The farmer felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, Liang Qian suddenly smiled and said, "Okay."

The farmer breathed a sigh of relief, made a gesture of invitation, and led Liang Qian out of the main house and straight to another room.

As she walked through the yard, Liang Qian looked around again.

Before one foot stepped over the threshold, he heard a boy sobbing softly inside.

The farmer made way when he reached the door, and Liang Qian took a look and went in alone.

The charcoal fire in the house was not very hot, but it was not freezing.

A woman was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to the child, coaxing the child on the couch with soft words, her hoarse tone was tinged with a strong nasal sound.

Her hair was loose and her bloodstained clothes might have been torn during her escape. Her back alone made her look extremely disheveled.

However, she was so focused on the child that she didn't care about how she looked, nor did she notice someone coming into the house.

That boy should be Zhou Shaochun.

Zhou Zhaoyuan asked Danqing to choose a boy from the Zhou clan to adopt as his son.

Firstly, it would prevent Zhou Yun from dying childless, and secondly, it would give Danqing some hope.

Liang Qian only found out about this after she returned to Jinye.

As for Zhou Shaochun, it was the first time she met him.

Liang Qian stood quietly for a moment. She wanted to say something to Cao Danqing, but suddenly she felt it was unnecessary.

Whatever.

She turned around and was about to step out of the house when she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Hey, please wait a minute--"

Liang Qian was silent for a moment, and after calming herself down, she turned around and saw Cao Danqing holding the child in his arms, his face covered in blood and tears.

Perhaps it was because he looked at her too directly, Cao Danqing felt a little embarrassed and wiped his face hastily with his sleeve. Then he looked at her again with a pair of wet eyes, which were filled with a bit of strength.

"Um... excuse me, I want to ask if my grandpa is okay?"

Her uneasy expression was full of worry, and the face of the child in her arms was pale. He must have been frightened and still hadn't recovered. Now he suddenly saw a stranger face, and shrank into Cao Danqing's arms with fear on his face, his misty eyes full of vigilance.

Liang Qian had a disguised face and was wearing ordinary men's clothes. If Cao Danqing hadn't exposed it himself, he would definitely not have recognized her.

Thinking of this, he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Madam, please don't worry. I came here just to tell you that he only suffered some external injuries and his life is not in danger."

Cao Danqing was obviously relieved and nodded repeatedly, with his eyes turning red at this moment.

She lowered her head and wiped her tears, murmuring, "That's good, that's good..."

When she calmed down, she looked up and wanted to ask a few more questions, but she saw the person at the door frowning and seemed to be in a hurry to leave.

Liang Qian didn't give Cao Danqing a chance to speak.

"If you are worried, Madam, you can go and see it yourself later."

Cao Danqing was stunned, as if he understood something.

Although the current situation was forced by the circumstances and they should not be so fussy about trivial matters, there was a difference between men and women after all. Even if Shao Chun was there, it was still not polite for them to talk in the same room.

Cao Danqing lowered his head slightly, thanked him, and didn't ask any more questions.

The man came suddenly and left quickly.

Cao Danqing looked at the empty doorway, thinking back to the figure just now. He felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it before, or if it looked like someone he knew.

Liang Qian stood in front of the door, looking around aimlessly.

The farmer had been guarding the door and was a little surprised to see the person come out so quickly.

He thought about it and was thinking about how to open his mouth when he raised his eyes and their eyes met.

"Lead the way."

Liang Qian's eyes were deep and she spoke calmly.

The 'farmer' licked his lips silently.

The houses in the village are not close to each other.

Liang Qian followed the 'farmer' and climbed out of the cellar holding the ladder.

Just as she exposed a little bit of her head, an arm reached out and hugged her around the waist. Before she could see clearly who the arm belonged to, her two feet had already landed steadily on the ground.

When Yuwen Jue withdrew his hand, he took a step back, keeping a certain distance from her.

Liang Qian stood there stiffly as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at the person in front of her.

Even though I had guessed most of what he was thinking about, when I actually saw him, a thin layer of sweat still formed on my palms.

Liang Qian didn't know what to say for a moment, and Yuwen Jue didn't say anything either.

Their eyes met and the courtyard fell into silence.

When the followers saw this, they immediately lowered their eyes tactfully and went outside the yard to wait.

Liang Qian took advantage of this momentary opportunity to decisively avoid the intersecting line of sight, looked at the figure of the "farmer" leaving, and quickly adjusted her mentality.

The look she gave me again was calm and peaceful.

"You saved them."

Yuwen Jue looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him, and could not find any trace of incompetence in it. His face was calm and composed.

The fingers under his sleeves moved slightly. If it weren't for the scent of her tuberose still on his fingertips, he would have thought that the emotion that flashed through those dark and bright eyes just now was his illusion.

She didn't ask him why he was here, let alone what he was doing here...

Yuwen Jue looked at the person in front of him in silence, and said calmly: "I have been keeping an eye on the Zhou Mansion."

Liang Qian nodded. She was not surprised since he had made arrangements in advance.

After all, no matter in the past life or this life, Zhou Yun has always been his best friend, and this has never changed.

"I know Zhou Yun is different to you. Anyway, it's a good thing you sent someone this time, otherwise——"

Liang Qian's words were filled with frustration. She still underestimated their determination to root out the problem...

"Is it just Zhou Yun?"

Yuwen Jue narrowed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

Liang Qian was stunned, looked up at him, pursed her lips, and then looked back at the ground. The atmosphere became dull.

Yuwen Jue sighed, took a look at her thin clothes, and took off his robe to put it on her.

The sudden shortening of the distance made Liang Qian's heart skip a beat. She was about to push him away, but he seemed to have expected it and held her shoulders tightly.

"It's cold, don't move."

He lowered his head and looked into her eyes, his gaze only glancing at her for a moment before he quickly looked away and focused on helping her tie her ribbon.

Liang Qian knew that it would not look good if they kept pushing and tugging, so she just let him do what he wanted.

Yuwen Jue glanced at the person, his expression relaxed, and he sighed faintly: "It's been such a long time, and you really don't want to do it at all, don't want to--"

Liang Qian looked up at him.

Suddenly meeting her eyes, Yuwen Jue let go of his hand somewhat unnaturally, looked at the eaves beside him, and said softly: "Don't you miss Xi'er?"