Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Chapter 646: Branches of Trees

The dark clouds were like ink, and the rain poured down like threads, splashing water on the ground.

The rain in this season is unusually cold.

The maid opened the door and stepped aside.

Liang Qian walked in damp.

After breakfast, someone came to report that Liang Jiao had woken up.

After she led Lu Mingye's soldiers into a trap that day, she left with Yuwen Jue, leaving all matters in the town to Guan Song.

When Guan Song was leading people to clean up the bodies in the yard, they found Liang Jiao, who was still alive.

First he was hit by an arrow, and then he was stabbed. He was really lucky to survive.

Upon hearing the news, she ordered people to send Liang Jiao and Wang Tingyue to Yuezhou together.

Thinking of the day when Liang Jiao bit Qingzhu's hand regardless of her life and broke free from the clamp and rushed towards Lu Mingye, Liang Qian sighed slightly.

On rainy days, the light inside the house was dim, and the cold air was filled with the bitter aroma of herbs.

Hearing the footsteps, the person lying on the bed looked over with a complicated expression on his pale face.

"Why...save me?"

Her lips were dry, white and chapped.

Liang Qian slowly walked closer, took a look, sat down on the cushion, and then looked at Liang Jiao.

"When Wang Tingyue woke up, the first thing he asked was where were you?"

"He, he's not dead?"

"Yes, I had someone secretly replace the dagger you used. As for the poison on the arrow, since I dared to do it, I can naturally remove it."

Looking at Liang Qian's indifferent look, Liang Jiao suddenly realized.

Her lips trembled, her eyes uncertain: "You never believed me from the beginning to the end, you were just using me, in fact, you didn't want me to live... You, you did it on purpose, deliberately in front of him, in front of so many people, let me -"

Liang Qian sighed helplessly: "Ajiao, I gave you a chance."

Liang Jiao laughed sarcastically: "Is it an opportunity or a trap?"

Liang Qian turned a blind eye and said, "After so many years, you are still the same as before. You should know that if you hadn't betrayed your original intention and had evil intentions, some things might not be the way they are now."

Liang Jiao was speechless.

A maid brought a cup of hot tea to Liang Qian. She lowered her eyes, took it and did not drink it, but just used it to warm her hands.

Liang Jiao slowly closed her eyes and smiled silently with the corners of her mouth twitching.

Liang Qian looked at it and felt like she was crying.

She waved her hand and dismissed everyone.

For a moment, they were the only two people left in the huge house.

The stillness of the air made the rain outside seem even more severe. The howling cold wind shook the doors and windows, and the raindrops hit the roof and window frames, making crackling sounds.

After a long while, Liang Jiao opened her eyes and looked over again, her voice still trembling as she pretended to be strong.

"You have already told him that Nian'er is not his and mine..."

Liang Qian took a look and replied calmly: "I think it would be better if you tell him these things in person."

Liang Jiao turned her face away, whimpered for a while, and then responded: "...Okay."

Liang Qian put down her teacup and was about to stand up, but Liang Jiao stopped her.

"Sister."

Since she had already anticipated her own ending, Liang Jiao accepted her fate and gave up.

She laughed at herself: "Come to think of it, we are not sisters."

Liang Qian said nothing.

Liang Jiao said to herself, "Sister, to be honest, I have always resented you. I was born and raised in the Liang family. I have held the title of the Fourth Lady of the Liang Mansion for more than ten years. But because of you, everything changed overnight. I went from being a proper legitimate daughter to an illegitimate daughter who cannot be seen in public. You caused me to lose my father and mother. My family is truly broken up."

Thinking of the Liang Mansion and the distant past, tears welled up in her eyes: "Do you know what kind of life I lived in the Xu Mansion? I was excluded and ignored everywhere, and no one took me seriously..."

She choked up a bit, "Wang Tingyue... He's the only one I can count on. I just hope he can marry me and take me out of this sea of ​​suffering. Otherwise, I can't survive. Really, I don't want to stay in the Xu Mansion for even a day."

Liang Qian looked at her coldly: "So, you tried every possible means to marry him, not just because you like him, but for yourself."

Liang Jiao sighed: "Sister, it's true that I like him, but I also have to think about myself."

Liang Qian narrowed her eyes slightly: "In addition to Princess Guangping, you also took refuge with the Shangshu Ling's wife, Yang."

Liang Jiao did not deny it.

Liang Qian understood: "You deliberately planned to get pregnant just to keep Wang Tingyue."

Liang Jiao raised her head stubbornly, with pain and humiliation in her eyes, and she refused to give in: "Sister, you have no right to laugh at me. When you tried your best to please Lu Xiu, weren't you trying to find a way out for yourself?

Between you and me, who is more noble? Besides, I only followed Wang Tingyue, and you——"

She hadn't finished her words, but her meaning was self-evident.

Liang Qian was stunned, nodded, and smiled: "Yes, you are right."

Liang Jiao looked at the indifferent person carefully and said quietly: "Sister, although I hate you, I really envy you. You can always get what you want easily, and they always give you everything, whether it is power or status. You can have whatever you want. God is really unfair..."

Liang Qian looked at Liang Jiao quietly for a while, then stood up, not feeling like there was anything else to say.

I fell in love with someone because I was being used.

And Ajiao, out of affection, took advantage of the opportunity.

Things in the world are unpredictable and people’s hearts are fickle.

Liang Qian just felt regretful.

"Have a good talk with him. As husband and wife, you should say goodbye in a proper manner."

After he finished speaking, he just glanced at her and walked out.

Liang Jiao called her: "Sister, do you really want to kill me?"

Liang Qian stopped walking, didn't look back, and didn't answer.

Liang Jiao was puzzled: "Why?"

Liang Qian stood with her back to him, her tone was inaudible, "Why do you think I let you live till today?"

"Why?"

"I once said that you can be mean to anyone, but you can't--"

Liang Jiao looked at the figure and vaguely remembered what she said to herself in Pingwu City.

Liang Qian sighed softly: "A Jiao, you could have survived."

Liang Jiao struggled to get up: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell him that you want to kill me?"

Liang Qian smiled and walked away.

Liang Jiao looked at the figure that had stepped into the rain, moved her lips, and asked a question she had always wanted to ask.

Unfortunately, the person who answered has already left.

She lay back on the bed exhausted, looking at the tent above her head, listening to the sound of rain outside, and smiled sadly.

Laughing till tears streamed down my face.

She laughed at herself for being stupid, and also laughed at Liang Qian for being stupid.

*

The day before Liang Qian and Yuwen Jue set off for Liyang, a letter was handed to Wang Tingyue.

It was written by Liang Jiao.

The maid said, "Before leaving, the girl asked me to pass it to the general."

Wang Tingyue leaned on the bed and took the letter, not surprised.

Liang Qian glanced at it and drank her tea expressionlessly.

Yuwen Jue sat quietly in a corner.

Three days ago, Liang Jiao agreed to meet with Wang Tingyue while she was still in good spirits. During the conversation, she not only confessed all the truth to him, but also proposed to divorce him, saying frankly that she only wanted to spend the rest of her life in seclusion.

After a moment of silence, Wang Tingyue nodded in agreement.

Liang Qian swallowed the tea, but unexpectedly she smelled a burnt smell.

She put down the cup and looked up, only to see Wang Tingyue lighting the letter in his hand and throwing it into the trash can, then looking at the child in Qingzhu's arms.

Qingzhu walked forward holding the child.

The baby in the cradle has fair skin, drooping eyelashes, and is sleeping soundly.

Wang Tingyue was silent for a long time, then slowly spoke: "The sky is bright and the clouds are hidden, the three lights are bright and the mirror is everywhere. From now on, call him Yunlang."