Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

After several days of non-stop travel, they were getting closer and closer to Yuezhou. However, the closer they got to Yuezhou, the more chaotic the situation became. Along the way, there were groups of people fleeing, some heading towards Jinye, and some heading towards the State of Chen...

The towns and villages we passed along the way all had abandoned fields and nine out of ten houses were empty. They were even more dilapidated than what I saw when I went to Pingzhou two years ago.

Liang Qian watched silently, feeling deeply moved.

Feng Ting reined in his horse and said, "Madam, if we go a little further we will reach Pingwu."

They had started their journey before dawn and it was already noon. Seeing that Liang Qian looked exhausted, Feng Ting suggested that they take a short rest before continuing on their journey.

Liang Qian agreed, even though the horse was tired.

Pingwu is very close to Yuezhou. Since King Pengcheng started a rebellion, Pingwu has been occupied by the rebels of Qi State.

The area where they are now is a lawless place.

How can it not be withered and desolate?

They dismounted and said they were going to rest, but they just rested under a soap tree by the roadside.

Liang Qian looked into the distance.

There were only four people in this group, in addition to her and Feng Ting, there were two secret guards trained for her by Chunyu Bei.

She had just received a letter from Chun Yubei the day before, telling her that Gao Yang was doing well.

It is not easy to live in peace in this turbulent and chaotic period.

Liang Huan sighed secretly.

Feng Ting led the horse to find water.

Liang Qian sat for a while and saw a lot of light brown soapberries fallen on the ground. Thinking that this thing was useful, she picked them up.

Two secret guards saw this and helped her pick the things. Soon, they had filled a large bag.

Feng Ting came back with water and handed the water bag to Liang Qian. He glanced at the large bag of honey locust and said, "Madam, please take a rest. I will come and pick some."

Feng Ting called her that from the moment they met.

Liang Qian took the water bag with mixed feelings: "No need, I just saw that they were dropped here and no one wants them, it's a pity, why not take them to the camp, we still have to hurry on our way."

She asked the secret guards to tie the big bag on the horse's back and distribute the water bags to them.

Although Feng Ting looked hesitant, he did not insist.

On the way, Liang Qian simply asked Feng Ting a few questions about the situation of Qiu Xi and others. Knowing that they were all staying safely in Yunchuan, she felt relieved.

She was concerned about Yuwen Jue's injury and Chen Dechun's safety, so she didn't talk much along the way and just wanted to go as fast as possible.

Liang Qian has something on her mind, and Feng Ting has even more on his mind.

Feng Ting glanced in the direction of Yuezhou. The closer he got to Yuezhou, the heavier his worries became.

Liang Qian knew what he was worried about. According to Feng Ting, they had come to him this time without telling Yu Wenjue...

Liang Qian took a few sips of water, looked at him, and said, "Don't worry."

Feng Ting's face flashed with an unnatural look, and he felt ashamed: "Madam..."

Liang Qian sighed faintly: "He is not a person who cannot distinguish right from wrong. You were right to come to me in time. If you keep hiding it from me, it would be wrong if something really happened."

After saying that, she said no more and just drank the water.

Feng Ting did not feel relieved by Liang Qian's words. Instead, he felt even more depressed.

Yuwen Jue's rule was extremely strict, and Liang Qian knew it.

They were risking their lives by doing this without telling Yuwen Jue.

In the past, Liang Qian was not sure whether they could save their lives, but now——

She put away the water bag and sighed, "Don't worry."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Tingtong knelt down with a bang.

"lady……"

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Liang Qian was stunned for a moment, frowned and hurried to help the man: "What are you doing? It's not that serious, get up quickly... I said I wanted to go find him."

Feng Ting stood up and lowered his head even more.

Liang Qian sighed silently and stopped trying to persuade her.

They didn't stay for long and were on their way again.

In the evening, they bypassed Pingwu City and headed towards Yuezhou.

Liang Qian rode his horse non-stop, hoping that Chen Dechun, who had fallen into the hands of the Qi rebels, would not be killed.

That night, they only rested in the wild for an hour.

After rushing like this, they finally arrived at the border of Pingwu and Yuezhou at dawn.

Yuezhou is close to Youyan Mountain and has a relatively complex terrain. In order to return to the city as quickly as possible, they gave up the flat but longer official road and took a rugged shortcut.

Suddenly, the dense forest ahead shook, and a chaotic sound of horse hooves rang out, mixed with noisy shouts, which startled the birds in the forest and made them fly away in panic.

Judging from the commotion, there should be quite a few people here.

It was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe for a moment, and several people's faces changed immediately.

Feng Ting lowered his voice: "Madam."

Liang Qian understood, and several people immediately hid nearby.

Fortunately, the group of people did not come towards them, but turned to the other side, obviously heading to Pingwu.

Liang Qian slightly stretched her head out to look outside. At that one glance, her whole body froze and she couldn't move at all. She stared blankly at the man riding the tall horse.

Wang Su is dead, why... is he still alive?

Liang Qian's hands and feet were cold, and she remained standing there in a daze until the group of people had gone far away.

"lady?"

Seeing that the man’s face was pale and he looked like he had lost his soul, Feng Ting called out softly.

Liang Qian came to her senses, slowly lowered her head, and took a moment to stand up.

Feng Ting glanced at the group of people who were almost invisible and said, "It seems to me that they are here to hunt."

Liang Qian didn't look over there, but just nodded: "Let's go."

No matter what, I have to go to Pingwu City once!

Liang Qian jumped on the horse and said nothing more.

It was not until the sun set that we finally arrived at Yuezhou City.

Perhaps the news had been received long ago, for as soon as we passed the city gate, there were people waiting.

It was a stranger, Liang Qian didn't recognize him.

When he saw Feng Ting, he immediately came forward, bowed to Liang Qian, and without saying much, led them all the way west.

It was not a prefectural governor's residence, but a heavily guarded mansion. Two streets away, there were soldiers guarding and checking people at every level.

Liang Qian lowered her eyes. The closer she got to the mansion, the faster her heart beat.

They stopped at the gate with stone lions. Just looking at it, it occupied a large area. Although it was not gorgeous and grand, it was very quiet and elegant.

As expected, the general in charge of the guard looked at them suspiciously, seeing them wearing coarse linen clothes and covered in dust, and sized them up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

Liang Qian met his gaze without flinching or avoiding it. To save trouble, she did not disguise herself and only dressed as a man. Now, she looked suspicious.

The general walked towards her with a frown on his face.

"Are you a healer?"

Obviously don't believe it.

Before Liang Qian could open her mouth, she saw the general pause and suddenly saluted with his fists clasped behind her.

"His Majesty."

Liang Qian's mind was a little confused. She stood there stiffly, not daring to move, and watched the guards kneel on the ground.

"...Xia Xia?"

The voice suddenly sounded, hoarse and trembling with excitement.

With just such a gentle sound, Liang Qian's heart ached and her eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist.

She took a deep breath and turned to look over.

A few steps away, the person stared at her in disbelief with red eyes. He wanted to come forward but didn't dare to.

Liang Qian's throat choked and she couldn't ask the questions she wanted to ask.

Feng Ting took a few steps forward and knelt down in front of her.

Just as he was about to admit his mistake, someone interrupted him.

"If you want to blame someone, blame me. I was the one who gave them the idea. It had nothing to do with the Lord. He knew nothing about it!"

Finally met~

ps: I like Mao Buyi's "A Journey on the Mountain Road" ~