Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

In a wine shop.

Xiao Qianyi grabbed the wine jug, filled a cup and placed it in front of Liang Qian, then poured herself a cup.

Liang Qian silently picked up the wine cup, knowing that she had something to say.

Xiao Qianyi put down the wine pot, picked up the wine glass, looked at Liang Qian, and was silent for a moment before saying: "I have always remembered what you said to me in the villa in Lincheng. It is difficult for people to live in this world, and it is even more difficult for women. If you can't help, then why bother each other? If you change yourself beyond recognition in order to compete for a man, it is even more wrong... I have experienced a lot in the past two years, which I never thought of before-"

At this point, her eyes slightly reddened, but she still had a smile on her face. She looked bright and clear after going through all the hardships, stubborn and beautiful.

"Since I returned to the battlefield, I have been through life and death several times and turned danger into safety. My state of mind and feelings are completely different from the past. Liang Qian, I am grateful to you from the bottom of my heart. If you hadn't helped me in time that day, I am afraid that I would have become the kind of ignorant woman that I used to despise the most, who would stay in the backyard all day, thinking about how to be jealous and scheming..."

She paused for a moment, as if she remembered something, and shook her head and sighed.

That day she continued to speak along the lines of her brother's words. Although she spoke out of anger, she also had some tentative intentions. But she really didn't expect the result to be so disappointing.

Liang Qian didn't understand why, she only saw Xiao Qianyi was quite depressed: "I used to think my brother understood me, but I didn't expect that he thought he understood me, but in fact - I didn't expect that he was as conservative as my father. Even if I went to the battlefield, he just indulged my personality and temper -"

She said no more.

Liang Qian didn't know Xiao Jingnan very well, as they had only met a few times.

Liang Qian spoke the truth: "In fact, your father and brother are willing to let you go to the battlefield like this, which is better than most fathers and brothers in this world."

Xiao Qianyi lowered her eyes and sighed again: "I know it in my heart, but I'm just a little disappointed."

She raised her eyes and looked over: "Liang Qian, what I want to tell you is that when I have made military achievements and return to Luo'an, I will definitely ask the Lord to set up my own family, and never let them look down on us women! I think you will understand me, right?"

Liang Qian smiled and nodded gently: "Yes."

Xiao Qianyi laughed: "Compared to a man who doesn't have me in his heart, I cherish a confidant who shares the same sentiments with me more. There is no need to say more about the other things, I think you already understand."

Liang Qian raised her wine cup and touched it to him, her eyes bright, "You took such a big risk to trick me here, what should I not understand?"

Xiao Qianyi smiled and drank the first cup. "It's easy to get a fortune, but it's hard to find a true friend. When I have my own mansion in the future, I will definitely invite you to my house for a drink, just like today!"

"Okay, then I'll wait!" Liang Qian smiled and drank the wine.

Xiao Qianyi snorted: "Is it all over just by waiting?"

Liang Qian was stunned: "Then what do you want?"

Xiao Qianyi took the empty wine glass from her hand and raised her eyebrows: "When you become the queen of our Great Zhou in the future, don't forget to help me blow the pillow wind in front of the master? Otherwise, without the master's approval, those old stubborn people will definitely do everything they can to prevent me from opening a palace."

Liang Huan couldn't laugh or cry.

Xiao Qianyi frowned and said, "Don't think I'm kidding you. If you become the queen, it will be of great benefit to my career. Of course, I won't take advantage of you for nothing. I will fully support and stand by you in the court!"

Liang Qian couldn't help but laugh: "Does this count as collusion between the former dynasty and the harem?"

Xiao Qianyi frowned and said, "Don't say such harsh words. We are just friends."

Liang Huan was speechless for a moment.

*

The autumn evening breeze rustled gently, and before I knew it, it blew away some of my drunkenness.

Liang Qian stood at the door, holding up her heavy head and relaxing for a while. She listened carefully and found that the house was very quiet. She didn't know whether Yuwen Jue had not finished his work and had not returned yet, or had already gone to bed.

Liang Qian hesitated and was a little afraid to go in.

It would be bad enough if he just went out to drink, but he even drank until so late.

Liang Qian stretched out her hand, exhaled a breath, and smelled the hot smell, and couldn't help but frowned.

Even though he had already washed up, he still reeked of alcohol.

This - perhaps because she saw someone lingering at the door and not going in for a long time, the maid next to her was puzzled: "...Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

Liang Qian raised her head with some effort to look at her, and suddenly something moved in her heart. She turned around and smiled at the maid: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, it's just that, can you find another room for me? I'm afraid if I go in like this, I'll make a noise-"

"His Majesty."

Unexpectedly, just when she was halfway through her sentence, there was a cold whooshing sound behind her and the door opened, and Liang Qian felt a chill down her spine.

The maid bowed to the person inside the door.

Yuwen Jue said calmly: "Go down."

The maid responded and left.

Even colder than the night wind was Yuwen Jue's voice.

"Where do you want to go so late?"

Liang Qian turned around lightly and smiled at him awkwardly: "You haven't slept yet, I thought you were already asleep, it's not that I was afraid of disturbing your sleep if I went in rashly-"

As she moaned softly, the scent of cold pine wood instantly surrounded her.

Yuwen Jue carried her into the house.

Liang Qian was anxious: "Put me down quickly, your injuries are not healed yet."

Yuwen Jue looked at her coldly and said, "You think of me now? Do you know that I have been waiting for you to have dinner?"

"Ah, you haven't had dinner yet?"

"I was waiting for you to join me, but when I knew you were drinking outside, I used it myself."

Liang Qian smiled awkwardly, looking up with a guilty look on her face: "Oh, that's good...but since you were waiting for me, why didn't you send someone to tell me?"

As she said this, she rubbed against Yuwen Jue's arms.

Yuwen Jue glanced at her and frowned, which was a standard way of flattering her.

Walking around the eight-curved wooden screen with carved patterns of flowers, birds, trees and rocks, Yuwen Jue put the person on the bed, then half-lay on one side, lowered his head, leaned closer, stroked the drunken face in his hands, and asked instead of answering: "Did you enjoy your drink? If not, I will accompany you to drink a little more, okay?"

Liang Qian grabbed his wrist and laughed dryly: "Enjoy your time. No need to drink anymore."

"Really?" Yuwen Jue pursed his lips slightly, saying meaningfully, "But why do I feel like it's not enough?"

Liang Qian looked at the eyes staring at her with amusement, and her drunkenness immediately dissipated a little.

"Enough is enough. It's really enough."

Although she begged for mercy with a smile, a trace of panic and fear clearly flashed across her watery black eyes.

Yuwen Jue felt a pain in her heart and sighed secretly. When would she be able to overcome the hurdle in her heart?

"Sleep peacefully, I won't bother you."

He pulled the half-drunk woman into his arms and stopped teasing her. He just kissed her eyes and gently stroked her back, with endless tenderness in his loving tone.

Liang Qian's heart trembled, she closed her eyes tightly, and buried her head in Yuwen Jue's arms, no longer feeling drunk at all.

Although they slept in the same bed these days, they did not have sex.

In fact, if he said he understood, how could he not really understand?

Liang Qian wanted to say something, but found it difficult to speak.

When he knew nothing, she could let it go, but after he witnessed her shameful past with his own eyes, how could she act as if nothing had happened?