Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The cup that was suddenly handed over interrupted Wang Tingyue's unfinished words.

In the warm and elegant room, Wang Tingyue, dressed in a green and blue robe, sat silently at the other end of the small table.

Ever since he entered the room, he kept his head down and never looked over.

He only whispered how he picked up his mother who was almost frozen to death on the roadside on his way back to Jinye, and why he brought her back to Jinye.

It was originally a good intention, but it turned out to be a disaster.

Wang Tingyue took the hot tea, lowered his head again, and his voice became slightly hoarse.

"I... Ah-an, I'm sorry."

For half a month, he still didn't dare to come to see her.

Now, he didn't dare to look at her still sick face.

These days, whenever I have free time, I would think of how she fainted with her eyes closed in front of the two armies.

Liang Qian poured out the cup of tea that had long gone cold in front of Wang Tingyue and sighed, "Brother, I've been living very well these days, as if the huge mountain that was weighing on my heart was suddenly removed."

Wang Tingyue then looked up, his brows were furrowed.

Liang Qian sighed, "I eat and take medicine on time every day. When I'm bored, I read books and paint. If I feel energetic, I play the piano and play one or two songs... Looking back over the years, I feel more peaceful and calm than ever before."

After conquering Jin Ye, Yuwen Jue sent Gong Liangrui and Sima Bo to lead elite troops to capture Bingzhou and Wuyang, and captured the Prince of Yuyang, the Prince of Rencheng and other royal clan members.

Jin Ye had been lost, the emperor had been captured, and the Gao Dynasty had been overthrown.

The overall situation has been determined, and the world has become the domain of the Yuwen family of the Great Zhou.

Among those who were given official titles and honors in Qi State in the past, except for a few who fled south in panic, none of them were determined to sacrifice their lives for the country.

Just as Yuwen Jue said, everything went smoothly.

As for what Liang Qian was worried about, before she could even ask, Yu Wenjue had already seen through her thoughts and told her the result first.

Over time, there is nothing to worry about.

Therefore, she simply didn't ask anything and focused on recovering.

When Yuwen Jue was not around, Qingzhu and Guya would usually chat and laugh with her. Occasionally, Xiao Qianyi would come and say that after she recovered from her illness, she would personally teach her some body-building moves to prevent her from being blown away by a strong wind.

In order to give her some life and energy, he even caught two wild rabbits from somewhere. However, the rabbits escaped from the cages and made holes all over the yard.

Liang Qian found it funny and simply asked someone to release the rabbit.

everything is fine.

The only thing was that none of them mentioned a word about what happened on the city wall that day.

Until one morning, she took the initiative to tell Yuwen Jue that she wanted to meet Wang Tingyue.

Yuwen Jue was silent for a long time before nodding in response.

Liang Qian glanced at Wang Tingyue, who not only had a tired look between his brows, but also had some stubble on his chin.

"On the contrary, you look not only thinner, but also more haggard."

"The overall situation has just been decided, and some things need to be dealt with afterward."

Wang Tingyue forced a smile.

He had been having trouble sleeping recently. Whenever he closed his eyes, the crimson scene under the city wall would always appear in his mind.

Liang Qian knew exactly what was going on, but she didn't point it out. She just smiled, picked up the cup and drank a sip of tea to moisten her throat. She looked around and then looked over again:

"She returned to Jinye for no other reason than to kill me. But after seeing me, she knew that killing me was hopeless, and she became disheartened and committed suicide. Brother, you don't have to blame yourself."

Wang Tingyue froze and looked at Liang Qian in surprise.

Liang Qian just smiled faintly: "The blood-soaked peony is so beautiful, but who knows that thousands of bones are withered under the flower. Brother, you must have heard this saying, right?"

Wang Tingyue frowned but did not deny it.

Liang Qian said, "This was divined by Duke Weiguo Lou Jing using my horoscope."

Wang Tingyue was stunned: "Didn't you say——"

"Isn't it the fate of Qi?" Liang Qian laughed: "No, I made that up to deceive people. It's just my fate. My mother blames me for killing my relatives and bringing trouble to the country..."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the light coming in from the window.

"The way I live now seems to have changed my fate, and everything is indeed very different from before. But it seems that everything is following the destiny that was calculated long ago..."

Liang Qian laughed softly after she finished speaking, but Wang Tingyue didn't understand what she said.

Liang Qian suppressed her smile and said, "Brother, it's been a while since you've stayed in the house for so long, so come with me to the yard to get some sun."

Hearing that Liang Qian was going out, Qingzhu hurried to get the fox fur cloak.

After getting dressed, they left the house.

In the winter courtyard, the ice and snow have not melted yet.

Sharp icicles hung from the eaves, and when the sun came out, the icicles looked crystal clear.

Liang Qian wore a thick hat and looked at the icy and snow-covered scenery. She tilted her head and smiled at Wang Tingyue.

"You may not know this, but that night, after you helped me escape, I had nowhere to go, so Zhou Yun sent me here. Later, I stayed here several times to recuperate..."

Wang Tingyue was slightly surprised, and suddenly he understood something.

At his father's birthday party, it was Zhou Yun who took the initiative to find him.

Now it seems that maybe it was Lu Xiu, not Zhou Yun, who came to him.

The two talked in the yard for a while before Yuwen Jue came back.

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If he didn't have to deal with the Lu family, he wouldn't have to go there in person.

Seeing Liang Qian standing in the yard, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Before he even got close, Wang Tingyue bowed: "Your Majesty."

Yuwen Jue exempted himself from the formality, took Liang Qian's hand, and smiled: "You are in better spirits now than when you woke up in the morning."

Liang Qian frowned and looked at him strangely.

After seeing Wang Tingyue off, Yuwen Jue was about to pull him into the house, but Liang Qian grabbed him with her backhand.

"I want to enter the palace."

On the day the Zhou army entered the city, they occupied the Nancheng Palace.

Others only thought that Zhou Jun lived in the palace, but in fact, after dealing with important matters every day, he would quietly return to Taoqi Garden.

Yuwen Jue was too familiar with Jinye City, so it was not difficult for him to avoid people.

Compared to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Liang Qian always felt that Taoqiyuan was more like his home.

As the carriage swayed, she lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out.

This was the first time she left the yard after so many days. It wasn't because Yu Wenjue didn't allow her to do so, but because she was sick and too lazy to move.

Pedestrians could be seen on the streets, but the people were still afraid of the Zhou army.

She looked up at the sky again.

After such a trip back and forth, I’m afraid it will be dark by the time I get back to Taoqiyuan.

Yuwen Jue looked at the person lying on the window sill, hesitated, and said: "In half a month, we should set off to return to Luoan. I know you——"

"I'm not reluctant to leave Jinye, nor am I unaccustomed to living in Luoan." Liang Qian shook her head and interrupted.

"Okay." Yuwen Jue put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her gently on the forehead.

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On the high stone steps.

Liang Qian held Yuwen Jue's hand and climbed up step by step.

After recovering from a serious illness, the heavy fox fur coat on my body became a burden.

Liang Qian walked out covered in sweat and was slightly out of breath. After a while, she had to stop and rest.

Yuwen Jue reached out and wiped away the small drops of water on her eyelashes.

"What's so important that you have to get it today?"

The Nancheng Palace, which had been covered in snow yesterday, looked even more solemn and majestic under the blanket of snow.

In this hazy snow and fog, Liang Qian suddenly recalled those old friends. No matter whether they were respectable and lovable or resentful and hateful, they were no longer there.

Those past events, those people, flashed before her one by one like a kaleidoscope.

Only the towering palace before one's eyes remains the same. It is the same Nancheng Palace, but it is not the same Nancheng Palace.

The mountains and rivers remain, but the people and things have changed.

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