Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Meeting the gaze, Yuwen Jue looked gloomy.

The smile that had been on his lips since he woke up in the morning gradually faded away.

He sighed and took Liang Qian's hand. "It wasn't me."

Liang Qian was startled and wanted to explain: "I——"

"No need to say, I understand." Yuwen Jue interrupted nonchalantly, raising his hand to tuck the falling hair behind her ears.

Liang Qian felt uncomfortable. She knew that moment of suspicion was extremely hurtful.

However, he just told me last night that he had other plans. Now that I heard this news today, how could I not associate it with him?

It is true that he is Lu Xiu, but he is also indeed the Grand Tutor Lu.

When she decided to come to Yuezhou that day, she knew what she was about to face.

Similarly, it was because of this that she wanted to leave.

The problem is not with Yuwen Jue, but with her.

Liang Qian lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry."

Yuwen Jue sighed, and regardless of the presence of outsiders, he gently took her into his arms. "Xianxian, we are husband and wife, why do we have to be so formal?"

How could Liang Qian not understand? Just as she was about to say something else, someone outside the door announced that the governor of Yuezhou wanted to see her.

Yuwen Jue let go of his hand and sighed, "Don't worry, I'll send someone to check."

Liang Qian watched his back disappear at the door, and the breakfast naturally became hers.

The food that I usually like to eat no longer tastes good.

Liang Qian took a few quick sips, then put down her chopsticks and went to the medicine room.

After all, she didn't come to Yuezhou to be sad about the passing of time.

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The valley is cold and the temple is quiet and peaceful.

The autumn wind is slightly chilly in the morning, gently blowing the bamboo forest that is no longer green and lush. The sparse and dense bamboo leaves rustle, and from time to time scattered dead leaves fall, adding a bit of bleakness to this tranquil scene.

Lu Wanying stood by the window. In this Yuetai Temple, the only sound was the chanting of scriptures, which never changed day after day, just as she had heard on the first day she arrived.

She stood on tiptoe, trying to see the end of the bamboo forest.

Unfortunately, the end of the bamboo forest is still a bamboo forest...

Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind me, and they were unusually clear in this empty room.

"Toffee."

The visitor knelt down a few steps away.

Being interrupted, Lu Wanying frowned and looked back impatiently. It was Ruizhu and a stranger.

Her cold eyes swept across the face of the person who came over. "How is it?"

"…People, people ran away."

"What? Ran away?"

"Yes." The visitor lowered his head and replied in a depressed tone.

"Even the palace servant was not caught?"

"Yes……"

Lu Wanying laughed angrily: "You are really amazing, you dare to tell me yes? I don't know what the point is for my brother to keep you bunch of useless people!"

Ruizhu took a look and said carefully: "The palace is heavily guarded. Even they need to spend some effort to get in. How can this Liang disappear out of thin air? This is really hard to understand. Tell me, if she didn't rely on the help of others, how could she do it alone? Thinking about it this way, I'm afraid-"

Lu Wan greeted the conversation with a cold look in his eyes: "I'm afraid the Peony Seal is in her hands. She must have secretly called on the Lu family's hidden power."

Ruizhu looked on silently and said nothing more.

Lu Wanying concentrated and thought about it for a moment, but still felt something was wrong.

"I thought she was ruining my plans to take back the position of Queen Mother, but who would have thought that she gave up the throne to Meng. But if it wasn't for power, what else did she want? Did she really just want to stop me from killing Gao Hao? She could have killed me, but she spared my life. Wasn't it because she didn't want to affect the Lu family so that she could secretly control the Lu family? But now she has disappeared inexplicably. Where do you think she went and what exactly does she want to do?"

Ruizhu probed, "This Liang family has always been very calculating. Who knows if they are planning to reap the benefits?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Have you forgotten? After the eunuch who poisoned the food committed suicide out of fear of punishment, your Excellency specially sent people to investigate. However, the eunuch backed out at the last minute and did not follow our plan at all. Even the bottle of medicine that I gave him was buried intact in the flowerpot in his residence. But it just so happened that Liang came that day." Lu Wanying pondered over it carefully. This was why she couldn't understand it.

The poisoning must be related to Liang Qian. Unfortunately, she was sent to this damn place on the day of the incident and she never had the chance to find out the truth...

Suddenly, Lu Wanying's eyes fixed on the wooden box on the ground.

She frowned, took two steps closer, and kicked the wooden box with her toes. "What is this?"

The visitor looked up quickly and said, "We have searched the wooden house thoroughly but have not been able to find the peony seal. There is nothing special in the house either. Only this box looks a little different."

Lu Wanying raised her eyebrows: "Open it and let me see."

The visitor opened it as instructed, and inside was a cloak.

Lu Wanying smiled coldly, quite disdainful. "It's just a cloak, what's so special about it——"

Her laughter stopped, her face changed, and she stared at the wooden box.

Ruizhu took out the cloak doubtfully and shook it open carefully. "This cloak is for men, why is this Liang——"

When he looked up again, he saw Lu Wanying's expression as if he had seen a ghost, and he swallowed the rest of his words immediately.

"Is this... something wrong?"

Lu Wanying said nothing and pulled the cloak over.

Ruizhu was startled, and when she looked carefully again, she saw an embroidered pattern of chrysanthemums and butterflies in an inconspicuous corner of the cloak.

The chrysanthemum is the 'green peony', and the butterfly is embroidered with kingfisher blue silk thread.

She vaguely remembered that she met someone from the Clothing Department at the entrance of Hanguang Palace last year, who said that they were delivering embroidery thread to the Liang family...

Looking at Lu Wanying again, she was like a possessed person, clutching the cloak tightly, staring blankly.

"Ruizhu..."

"The servant is here."

"What did you see?"

Ruizhu bit her lip and carefully looked at the cloak in front of her again: "From my point of view, this cloak doesn't look like it came from the palace, but the pattern, fabric, and workmanship are not something that ordinary people can make..."

Lu Wanying came back to her senses little by little and nodded gently: "Yes, you have been in the palace for quite a while, you can tell the difference at a glance."

Her voice was dry and hoarse. "Why do you think she embroidered green peonies on this cloak?"

Ruizhu looked at Lu Wanying's shaking hands and shook her head timidly: "Slave, I don't know."

Lu Wanying's eyes were dull, and she laughed twice: "In the past, I could always see a silver peony on my grandfather, my aunt, and his clothes."

Ruizhu had served in Renshou Palace before, so she naturally knew. "But this...is not a peony, it's a chrysanthemum."

Lu Wanying nodded, narrowed her eyes, looked at the cloak tightly clenched in her hand, and laughed hoarsely. "Yes, if it was really a peony, it would be fine, but it was just his favorite chrysanthemum... and paired with a butterfly."

As he said this, he seemed to have lost all his strength and sat down on the ground holding his cloak.

In order to find the Peony Seal, she and her brother checked all the people in the Lu family.

What is puzzling is that it has only been two years since Marquis Anding died, but the records of Lu Xiu in the palace seemed to have been erased.

She looked through all the records and found only one simple sentence.

In the tenth year of Guanghe, Marquis Anding was defeated and buried in Pingzhou.

It’s so simple that it doesn’t even have a name.

It was obvious that someone did this on purpose.

But who has such great power to do this?

"She would keep it so carefully and even put an embroidery on it. Who else in the world could it belong to except him..."

Ruizhu looked at the visitor in confusion, lowered her head, and did not dare to respond casually.

The room was quiet for a long time.

"Go check it for me!"