Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Seeing this, one's heart is also in suspense.

Suddenly a crazy woman ran out, causing a commotion in the city and outside the city.

Everyone speculated about the woman's identity.

Liang Qian pursed her lips; the cold edges of the imperial seal hurt her palms.

She saw clearly behind the battlements that Wang Tingyue's face was pale. Regardless of the pain in his body, he tried his best to persuade A'niang, but A'niang completely ignored him and just glared at the city with hatred.

To be precise, he was staring at himself.

Liang Qian looked quietly, looking at A Niang's eyes that were red with anger on the city wall, and looking at A Niang's hand that was pointing at her and trembling with resentment.

Liang Qian lowered her eyes and smiled, staring at the national seal in her hand.

Wang Tingyue did not dare to let the soldiers drag the person off the city wall by force, for fear that they might accidentally push the person off the city wall during the struggle.

"Mrs. Liang, if you have anything to say, let's go downstairs and talk, okay?"

He looked at him coldly, unmoved, and looked back at Liang Qian under the city.

"Liang Qian, since the founding of the country, our Liang family has been loyal to the country. Your grandfather and father are selfless and fearless, willing to sacrifice their lives for the country. But you - not only have you brought disgrace upon the family and betrayed your ancestors, you have also turned your back on your relatives and murdered your brothers and sisters. Now, you have even sold yourself to the enemy and colluded with foreign countries!"

Her hoarse voice was filled with extreme grief and indignation.

"Today, listen to me carefully. We in the Liang family don't have people like you who are disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unjust!"

Liang Qian raised her head and looked at the He family who was crumbling on the high wall.

On that day in Zixiao Temple, A'niang was sentenced to exile by her, but she accidentally avoided the fire at night. It was a blessing in disguise as she saved her life.

There had been continuous wars in the past two years, and it was not easy for her to return to Jinye alive from her place of exile.

Liang Qian pulled the corners of her lips, not knowing whether she was crying or laughing.

In this world, not all relationships between mothers and daughters are full of love; there may just be evil between them.

She didn't expect that after parting at Zixiao Temple, she would see her mother again, and she didn't expect it would be under such circumstances.

Liang Qian smiled, retracted her gaze, raised the national seal again, and no longer paid attention to the movement on the city wall.

Just as he was about to bend down to continue the surrender ceremony, someone grabbed his arm.

"婠婠..."

Liang Qian raised her eyes and looked, and it was Yuwen Jue.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard He's cry like the cry of a wild goose.

"For so many years, I thought that as long as I ate vegetarian food, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and prayed every day, I could resolve this injustice. But I never thought that it was completely useless. It was completely useless. The prophecy still came true, it still came true..."

She kept beating her chest, feeling miserable: "How could I give birth to a cruel, heartless sinner like you for the Liang family! It's me, I am sorry for your grandfather and father, sorry for the Liang family, sorry for the people you killed, and even more sorry for Da Qi!"

He laughed wildly towards the sky while tears kept streaming down her face: "The blood-soaked peony is so beautiful, but who knew that thousands of bones were withered under the flower! Thousands of bones withered...hahaha...thousands of bones withered..."

The sad sobbing sound was like a complaint, echoing above the entire city wall.

Yuwen Jue glanced at Liang Qian, frowned and turned his face away, his eyes were deep. Yuchi Yuan lowered his head and walked forward. Just as he glanced over, he heard a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"Liang Qian, I will never forgive you!"

With a heart-wrenching sound, a green shadow fell heavily from the high wall, and in the blink of an eye, bones and flesh were shattered.

Bright red flesh exploded in the snow.

The glaring red and the bleak white.

Liang Qian suddenly froze, opened her mouth, and her whole body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

She hung her neck and lay motionless, breathing slowly, trying hard to keep her eyes open, but tears still slipped out of her sockets and she watched them fall one by one into the snow.

Liang Qian's body felt very heavy and she kept falling down. Her legs and feet became weak and she could hardly stand.

Before she could catch her breath and look over, someone grabbed the back of her neck and wrapped her up in his arms.

"…Be obedient and don't look."

Yuwen Jue's voice sounded above her head, low and dry.

His arms held her tight.

Liang Qian couldn't move.

A bone-chilling cold from head to toe continuously penetrated her flesh and bones. She was shivering with cold, but she could also clearly feel that the tears that wet her clothes were hot.

Liang Qian nodded obediently, with a strong nasal tone: "...Okay."

I felt so suffocated in my chest and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Her body was stiff and her mind was numb, and she vaguely remembered something.

Even without looking, she knew both armies were watching them.

Liang Qian gritted her teeth, held on to her last breath, reached out to push Yuwen Jue away, and took two steps back.

Yuwen Jue had no choice but to let go of his hand, squinting his sore eyes, staring at the person with the bloodless face without blinking, his heart aching as if it was crushed.

Gao Zitun looked at the bloody mass not far away, his face turned pale with fear. Suddenly, he let out a "wow" and burst into tears.

Just as everyone was stunned, a man in mourning clothes stubbornly held up the national seal and bowed his head in salute. His trembling voice carried endless persistence and strength.

Read the original text at Liu#9@书/吧!

"The Liang family of Qi, along with the young lord, led all the officials, 23,532 soldiers and 41,263 civilians to beg for surrender to the Lord of Zhou! Respectfully welcome the Lord of Zhou into the city! Please treat the soldiers and civilians of Qi well..."

Before Liang Qian fell completely into darkness, she felt as if a pair of broad and warm hands picked her up.

That warm hand is the only warmth in this icy cellar.

……

On the second day of the first lunar month in the second year of Tianhe in the Qi Dynasty, the King of Zhou led his army to capture Ye of Jin.

Qi was destroyed.

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The blurry vision gradually became clear.

Liang Qian had a headache and her throat was dry.

She saw the gold-painted orchid curtains shining brightly in the sunlight.

Outside, someone seemed to be talking in a low voice, but after a few simple sentences, there was no further movement.

For a moment she was confused about where she was.

Liang Qian dragged her heavy body to her feet and was stunned when she saw the layout and furnishings of the house.

Just as my toes touched the ground, someone walked in, bypassing the rosewood screen with paintings of birds and beasts.

"you're awake!"

Liang Qian nodded: "Just woke up, are we... in Taoqi Garden?"

Yuwen Jue took a few steps closer and touched her forehead with the back of his hand. Seeing nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief. However, he caught a glimpse of her chapped lips and hurriedly picked up a small pot and poured her a glass of water.

"You're sick, you've been having a fever and have been in a coma for several days. I thought it would be quieter here, and it would be a good place for you to recuperate."

Liang Qian was shocked: "Several days? In that city——"

"Don't worry," Yuwen Jue sighed and sat down next to her, "everything will go well."

"But some of them recognized you, I—"

"Don't worry, if anything really happens, I can't be here."

Liang Qian thought about it and took the cup, drank a few sips of water, looked at the familiar house, and couldn't help but sigh.

I remember the first time I came here, I was with Zhou Yun.

Yuwen Jue saw the bare feet and squatted in front of Liang Qian.

"You've been lying in bed for several days. I'll walk with you. After dinner, you can take your medicine."

In the following days, Liang Qian lived in Taoqiyuan.

She didn't mention He, and neither did Yuwen Jue.

It seemed as if the scene on the city wall was just a dream she had during her illness.

It was not until she saw Wang Tingyue again that she knew it was not a dream after all.