Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Chapter 640: The Yellow Bird Waits for the Cicada

"Wang Tingyue..."

Liang Jiao was shocked, tears welled up in her eyes, and she stared with her eyes wide open as if she had lost her soul. Her legs were so weak that she could not stand and she slid to the ground.

Liang Qian didn't look at Liang Jiao, but just stared quietly at the motionless person in front of her. Her eyes were cold, but her tone was even colder.

"Didn't you want to kill him when you were in Pingwu? Now he's dead, just as you wished. Why are you crying?"

"I didn't! Not me, no!"

Liang Jiao's dry lips trembled, her lifeless eyes opened, and she shook her head.

Suddenly, he paused again, as if he had gained strength in an instant, and struggled loudly, but because of the people on both sides of him, he was unable to move a step after struggling for a long time.

"Liang Qian, tell them to let me go! Let me go!"

For a moment, her hysterical cries could be heard everywhere in the house.

"No?" Liang Qian narrowed her eyes and smiled deeply: "Then tell me, what else did you add to the amber dough you made and the medicine he used every day?"

Liang Jiao was stunned, bit her lip and stopped talking.

Liang Qian turned her head slightly and glanced at Liang Jiao, who was covered in dirt. "Also, where did you get the dagger hidden in your sleeve?"

Liang Jiao couldn't break free from the people on both sides, so she simply stopped struggling and sat on the ground resigned to her fate. She slowly raised her face, her wet and red eyes full of mockery, and her tone sounded like both crying and laughing.

"Shouldn't you ask yourself these questions? Liang Qian, the person who really hurt him was not me, but you! If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have been involved in these things... In the final analysis, it was you who hurt him!"

Liang Qian had Wang Tingyue carried away, then she stood up and walked to Mu Shan, her eyes fixed on the baby in the cradle.

"Ajiao, are you sure this is your child with Wang Tingyue?"

Liang Jiao's face changed: "You, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

Liang Qian didn't look at her. She snorted and laughed, then looked towards the wide-open back door with her cold black eyes.

"You should ask your master about this question."

When Liang Jiao heard this, her lips turned pale and her whole body trembled: "Lu Wanying! What did she mean by that?"

Lu Wanying was frightened by her yelling and had a very bad attitude.

"How would I know what she meant? You believe everything she says. How stupid!"

Liang Qian ignored their quarrels and stared at the door, speaking in a low voice.

"Master Lu, after watching such a good show for such a long time, do you want to watch it again?"

Hearing this, the two people who were quarreling quieted down and looked over at the same time.

Someone outside the door laughed softly.

A thin, handsome, and heroic man walked in with his hands behind his back, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and his features resembled those of the former Shangshu Ling Lu Xu.

"Brother?!"

Lu Wanying couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Lu Mingye waved his hand, and the palace soldiers surrounded the entire backyard.

Liang Qian raised her eyebrows: "Master Lu, what is this... the mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole is behind?"

"Liang Qian, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Lu Mingye raised his lips and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, instead, there was a chill in his eyes.

Qing Zhu's eyes shone: "Lu Mingye, aren't you afraid that we will kill her?"

Lu Wanying's expression tensed up, and her eyelids trembled: "Brother, save me!"

Mu Shan approached Liang Qian cautiously, protecting her without leaving any trace, and spoke in a low voice. "Madam, please be careful."

Liang Qian stood still, responded softly, and looked at the person who came with calm eyes.

Lu Mingye walked leisurely, looked around leisurely, and smiled faintly.

"The Peony Seal is really in your hands. No, it should be said that it is in his hands!"

"Yes." Liang Qian admitted generously.

Lu Mingye stared at her, his eyes as sharp as an eagle: "Liang Qian, you are quite capable!"

Liang Qian pursed her lips slightly and looked calm.

She sighed, and before she could say anything, she was interrupted unexpectedly.

"Master Lu!"

Liang Jiao shouted loudly and struggled hard.

The two people beside her didn't dare to let go and pulled her back with force.

Liang Jiao shed tears, looked at the baby in Mu Shan's arms, then looked at Lu Mingye who was approaching, and shouted without hesitation with a crying voice:

"Lord Lu... you were the one who sent me to the villa that day, and the midwife was also yours. Is this child really mine..."

Her eyes were red and she choked as she spoke.

Since she moved into that courtyard, she had been under strict supervision. After the child was born, he was separated from her by a wall. They could only see each other once a day in the morning and evening. The child was sent to her house to be raised after the confinement period.

At first, I just thought it was for her health and didn't suspect anything else.

But now...

Liang Jiao shook her head: "No, Nian'er is my child, my child!"

The sharp voice was very piercing. Lu Mingye frowned, barely maintaining his remaining politeness, and said slowly:

"Is it your child? Can't you recognize it?"

"Master Lu..."

Before Liang Jiao finished speaking, Lu Mingye's eyes had already been cast elsewhere: "Aying, as a member of the Lu family, you are really useless--"

"Lu Mingye! Explain it to me clearly!"

Suddenly a figure jumped forward.

Liang Jiao rushed forward like crazy, but before she got close to Lu Mingye, she was shot down by an arrow.

Her face was pale and she lay on the ground in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

The wound from the arrow continued to ooze out bright red blood, which soon gathered into a pool.

Even so, she still tried to raise her head, staring at the person who was still some distance away with her red eyes, and crawled towards him little by little with difficulty.

"Lu, Lu Mingye, you, you need to explain it to me clearly..."

A guard walked forward with a sword in hand, raising his hand to chop down, but Lu Mingye glanced at him sideways, and the man lowered his head and walked away.

Lu Mingye took two steps and looked behind Liang Jiao with a frown. There was a bloody crawly mark.

He sighed softly, with regret in his words.

"To be honest, the baby you gave birth to that day was stillborn. I had someone pick this baby up."

Liang Jiao's head buzzed and she could no longer hear anything. She opened her mouth and shook her head desperately: "No, it's impossible, you lied to me! You, you teamed up to lie to me!"

"Lie to you?" Lu Mingye held his forehead and smiled: "Yes, I lied to you, but you don't think about it carefully. If I hadn't lied to you, would you be alive until now? Would you have the chance to see Wang Tingyue again? Would you have the chance to taste the taste of family reunion? I am willing to lie to you with such good intentions, you should be grateful to me!"

Lu Mingye stopped smiling, lowered his head, and looked at the person on the ground indifferently: "However, even if you really give birth to a live baby, I can make it a dead fetus. After all, how can you cut the grass without removing the root?"

"You - it was you who really sent people to kill us that day!"

Liang Jiao's eyes were red and she was almost crying blood. Her teeth were gritting and she said, "Lu Mingye, I will make sure you die a miserable death!"

She struggled to get up and pounced towards Lu Mingye. Before the hairpin in her hand could touch her lapel, she was kicked away with a bang and then a sword was stabbed into her abdomen.

Liang Jiao fell in a pool of blood, her eyes staring at the sky, twitching constantly. Not long after, she became motionless.

Lu Mingye glanced coldly, frowned, walked away, and slowly walked towards Liang Qian.