Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Compared to the luxurious and magnificent Hanzhang Palace, the wooden house was so simple and shabby that it could only be considered clean and tidy.

Gao Hao stood beside the wooden couch, looking down at the sick man on the couch. His long black hair was twisted so tightly that it could only be tied up with a wooden hairpin. His pale face had deep eye sockets, and his skinny body was covered with a wide and large light gray robe...

Gu Ya knelt beside her and choked up, "When she woke up yesterday morning, the queen was still fine, but someone in the palace let it slip... After hearing the news that Prince Guangning had passed away, she became like this..."

She lowered her head and wiped her tears.

Gao Hao looked at the exhausted and haggard woman in front of him. Where was the trace of her former charm?

She stared at the tent above her head with lifeless eyes, in a daze, as if she would close her eyes in the next moment and be completely out of breath.

Recalling the past, even when she was sitting high behind the pearl curtain, she could not conceal her dazzling brilliance, making people feel that she was within reach but out of reach.

Later, he was often confused and his mind was unstable and he couldn't control himself.

He leaned over, pinched her chin, and looked at her carefully.

Now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

He overestimated her.

He dropped his hand, sat on the edge of the couch with his back turned, and sighed.

"Sister-in-law, please don't blame me for not cherishing our old friendship. If it weren't for the discussions in the previous dynasty, I would not have been willing to let you move here." He turned around and looked at her: "I am not afraid to tell you that Hulu Qiguang severely criticized the sister-in-law and me in the letter..."

He paused, "But this is by no means a bad thing. Staying away from everyone's eyes will also keep you away from all the gossip. When you recover, you can move back if you want."

Gao Hao grabbed her skinny wrist and sighed, "I promised you that I would come to see you as soon as I have time."

The person in his hand showed no reaction, not even blinking.

Gu Ya caught a glimpse of the emperor whispering something into the empress's ear.

But after just two brief sentences, he stood up and looked at me coldly.

Gu Ya shrank back in fear: "Your Majesty."

Gao Hao walked up to Gu Ya with a smile, bent down and lifted her chin, "You are very pretty, it's a pity for you to stay here."

He smiled softly, and said meaningfully: "Take good care of the imperial sister-in-law, and wait on her... I will ask you to serve her in the Taiji Palace."

Gu Ya was stunned: "Your Majesty."

She came back to her senses and kowtowed fiercely: "Slave, I dare not."

Gao Hao laughed, stood up, and left with the eunuchs and palace servants without looking back.

The stone-paved path was covered with a thin layer of snow, which made a crackling sound when stepped on. The crisp sound made this winter seem even colder.

The eunuch who followed closely beside him took a look at the wooden house located deep in the winter plum forest and was a little worried: "This place is even more remote than the cold palace. There are no nearby palaces. It must be pitch black at night. There are no guards on duty around. I'm afraid the safety..."

He couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking and didn't dare to say anything further.

Gao Hao stopped when he heard this, looked back at the wooden house that was almost hidden by the dense branches of wintersweet, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

If Hulu Qiguang had not mentioned it in the letter, he would not have known that there was such a place in the palace.

Did Hulu Qiguang really suggest that Liang Qian move here just to save Gao Qian's face?

"No problem." He said coldly.

The eunuch took a look and had an idea in his mind.

Gao Hao narrowed his eyes, his gaze was cold: "Is there anything special about that wooden house?"

The eunuch understood: "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have ordered people to check it carefully from inside to outside, and nothing special was found."

Gao Hao's brows relaxed and he nodded slightly.

"It's fine if she's content, but if she's not -"

He looked at the wintersweets everywhere and thought it would be convenient to burn them all with fire.

*

"My queen, the hot water is ready," Gu Ya squatted beside the stove and turned her head to call into the bedroom.

"Coming." Liang Qian responded from inside.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one came out, and only rustling sounds could be heard from inside.

Gu Ya couldn't help but feel strange.

She walked to the door and looked inside, and saw Liang Qian holding a lamp and rummaging through the drawers, as if looking for something. She also knocked on the inner wall of the closet with her hand and listened carefully.

"My lady? Can I help you find it?"

Liang Qian closed the cabinet door and turned around. "I'm just taking a look. Please help me clean my face first."

"Yes."

Liang Qian sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at her disguised face, and first wiped it gently with a silk handkerchief dipped in white wine.

She always felt that if it was just to build such a simple wooden house, Gao Qian would not have to use the skilled craftsmen who built the imperial mausoleum.

Of course, it's also possible that she was overthinking it.

Liang Qian frowned.

No matter what, it’s good to be out of Gao Hao’s sight now.

After a while, a clean and thin face appeared in the mirror.

Gu Ya glanced in the mirror, and then helped Liang Qian untie her hastily tied hair. She said with some regret, "Your Majesty's silky hair is ruined just like this..."

Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "I think that no one will come these days, why don't I fix it for you, Madam?"

Liang Qian grabbed the uneven hair and nodded: "Okay."

Gu Ya took a horn comb and gently combed Liang Qian's hair, sighing, "The Queen is really cruel."

Liang Qian smiled: "Even if I shave them off, they will grow back again. What's there to be afraid of?"

Gu Ya seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

As the two were talking, someone knocked on the wooden door outside.

Liang Qian and Gu Ya looked at each other, afraid that someone would come back.

Liang Qian pointed to the inner room and tiptoed to lie down on the bed. When Gu Ya saw Liang Qian go to the inner room, she got up and opened the door.

The wooden door creaked open.

Some people bent over and saluted with their fists clasped.

"It was Lord Gongyang who ordered us to deliver some firewood and silver charcoal to the Queen Mother."

After he finished speaking, he stepped aside and pointed at the people standing in the yard and said, "From now on, we will send supplies every three days."

"Empress." Gu Ya looked at the person who came out from the inner room.

Liang Qian looked over and saw that there were not only several large bundles of firewood but also two large baskets full of coal on the open space in the courtyard.

When they saw Liang Qian, several people bowed down.

"Meet the Queen Mother."

Liang Qian exempted them from the greetings and pointed to several bulging sacks on the ground.

"what are these?"

The leader replied, "It's rice, medicinal herbs, seasonal vegetables, and meat jerky."

After that, he added: "Lord Gongyang said, please rest assured, there are quantities of things in the palace, and these are all shipped in from outside the palace."

After saying that, he wiped his hands, took out a letter from his bosom and presented it to him.

Liang Qian took the letter and looked down at the envelope. It was written by Wang Tingyue.

*

In the twilight, the wintersweets on the branches are in full bloom, and the cold wind is filled with the fragrance of wintersweets.

Liang Qian was wearing a thick fur coat, holding a small wine jar in her left hand and a small shovel in her right hand.

She found a suitable location, squatted down, and started digging with a small shovel. After the hole was dug, she put the wine jar in it.

"My queen." Gu Ya pushed open the window and saw a person squatting on the ground behind a plum tree.

Liang Qian buried the wine and hurried back to the house.

The table was filled with exquisite porcelain plates, and a bronze cauldron on the side was boiling with rich soup, the aroma rising with the rising hot steam.

Very tempting.

Liang Qian washed her hands and asked Guya to sit with her.

"There are no outsiders here. You don't have to be so polite in the future."

Gu Ya pursed her lips and looked at her with some confusion.

Liang Qian personally poured a cup of tea for Gu Ya and placed it on the table in front of her.

"I know you have a lot of questions in your mind."