Chapter 177: Hidden Knife in the Sheath
... Suffering?
Liang Huan was slightly stunned, frowning and staring at the unpredictable person. What does this mean?
She always felt that there was something strange about high potential.
Gao Qian smiled and stroked her face: "As long as you surrender to me and obey my orders, you will definitely have a different result than before. Remember?"
His eyes were empty and his tone was soft and coaxing.
The cold fingers, like a wriggling insect, slowly crawled across her face, leaving an invisible trace with a special smell.
Liang Huan's lips were white, and the nausea in his stomach surged out, but he could only hold it back.
"Your Majesty——"
"Shh, don't talk," Gao Qian's eyes dimmed and he pulled her into his arms.
Liang Huan felt as if she had been swallowed by a piranha. She was wrapped in him, her whole body covered in sticky juice, and she had goosebumps all over her body.
Gao Qian buried his head in the crook of her neck, and his long arms were like vines, tightly wrapped around her, strangling her until she could hardly breathe.
"I torture you not because I hate you, but because I like you. Every time I see you struggling and resisting, I feel extremely happy, as if I see myself resisting!"
"You I don’t understand, I envy you, but I also hate you!”
“I like to see you struggle, but I also wonder when you will compromise, but you never let me do it, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. ——”
"You have to be obedient this time, otherwise I will be very sad if you die..."
He was immersed in his own world, murmuring in his mouth.
Liang Han couldn't hear what he was saying, and she didn't care at all.
In her eyes, Gao Qian is not a normal person.
Her eyes were darting around. At this time, not only was there no one else in the palace, but the tyrant had lowered his guard. This was really a good opportunity to take action.
Liang Huan's heart was beating fast, anxious and nervous. She stabbed him unconscious first, and then gave him medicine...
She glanced at the hosta, which was thrown a little far away, and it was enough to reach for it. If not, it will wake up the whisperer.
Suddenly, his eyes paused and his eyes were fixed on the top of his head.
Liang Huan smiled and hugged him back, patting his back gently while carefully pulling out the hairpin that bound his hair.
As soon as he grasped the hard hand, he was caught off guard and pushed down. The hairpin was pulled away and the long hair was scattered.
"What are you going to do?"
His black pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at her for a moment. The person who was in a trance just now was gone.
Liang Huan breathed hard, gritted her teeth and hooked his neck, pulled him down, narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I just want to help His Majesty undress and remove the hairpin——"
"Oh ? Really?"
Gao Qian kissed her ear and slid his hand down her waist.
Liang Huan opened his eyes wide and raised his hand to plunge it in.
Suddenly, the person on him groaned and fell next to him.
Liang Huan was stunned by the sudden change. He turned his head and saw Gao Qian huddled up with his head in his hands, a painful expression on his face.
Her heart relaxed in vain, and so did the hand holding the hairpin.
Liang Han was panting and his hands were sweaty.
"Come on, come on, I have a headache again -"
His growling voice was hoarse, his whole body was shaking with pain, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
High potential people have headaches.
Liang Huan thought about it, got up quickly, and took a quick look outside the palace. He had indeed rejected everyone.
"Your Majesty," Liang Huan came forward and pressed his temples for him, "Can I have my concubine rub it for Your Majesty? I promise it won't hurt after a while."
He raised his red eyes: "Just you?"
The ferocious look in his eyes was frightening.
Liang Huan suppressed his trembling, "If it can't be alleviated, how about your Majesty killing my concubine?"
He sneered, and soon held his head and groaned.
Liang Huan stopped looking at him, stood up and rummaged through his stripped coat, and a sachet embroidered with a badge slipped out.
She grabbed it and put it into Gao Qian's hand without hesitation, not without concern: "Your Majesty, take a whiff, it won't hurt soon."
He clutched the sachet and stared with blood-red eyes. Holding her.
Liang Huan had the courage to ignore it. After waiting for so long, wasn’t he just waiting for this opportunity? "Your Majesty believes in me!"
The oath is full of sincerity.
Liang Huan grabbed his hand and put the sachet under her nose, smelled it vigorously, and looked up at him: "Does your Majesty feel relieved?"
Without waiting for his answer, he pushed it with his hand. in front of him.
Gao Qian sniffed it suspiciously, it was a light floral fragrance with a hint of bitterness.
A very familiar smell, the same as the monthly secret report.
It's miraculous, this subtle fragrance makes him feel comfortable, and it also makes him addicted.
When you smell it, you feel relieved, but when you don't smell it, you feel anxious.
Gao Qian no longer had any doubts, sniffing hard, and the aroma inhaled into his nose one by one, gradually soothing his pain.
Liang Huan laid him down and gently massaged his acupuncture points, including Neiguan, Fengchi, Baihui... one by one.
He was lying on his back, and she was sitting with her head bowed, facing each other, their eyes meeting each other.
Liang Huan looked at him with a slight smile: "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"
There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and he stared at her blankly: "Madam, you have such skillful hands."
Liang Huan lowered her eyelashes, "It's good that your Majesty likes it."
Gao Qian caught her unexpectedly. Holding his hand, his eyes never blinked: "Madam is so kind, I can't bear to let you accompany him anymore."
Liang Huan lowered his eyes: "When he comes back, your majesty can take my concubine back." "
Gao Qian locked eyes with her: "Is Madam going to force him to rebel?"
Liang Huan's heart trembled, her face remained calm, and her hands kept moving: "Isn't this just a test of whether he is loyal to Your Majesty? If he dares to rebel, I will kill him on Your Majesty's behalf."
" Oh? How will Madam kill him?" He pulled her hard and hugged her.
“Say it.” He raised his face and stared eagerly.
Liang Huan smiled coolly, leaned into his ear, and whispered a few words.
The person beneath him visibly froze, and the heat that arose immediately cooled down.
Liang Huan only had a sneer in her lowered eyes.
She got off him lightly, ignoring the man lying stiffly.
"I have been making trouble with His Majesty for a long time today. It's time for me to go back, otherwise people will be suspicious."
Liang Huan said and reached out to pick up his clothes.
Gao Qian frowned faintly.
This life was not trained by him, but the shadow of his training is everywhere.
He looked at her back in trance. It was obvious that she had become the way he liked it, but why did he still feel uncomfortable?
Gao Qian was lying down, holding up the sachet, and looked at it carefully, "Madam, you can leave, but you have to keep this sachet."
Liang Huan paused in tying her clothes.
Stay?
That absolutely cannot be kept!
If someone discovers the ingredients inside, not only will the success be ruined, but you will also die without a burial place!
Liang Huan turned around and snatched it with his hands: "Your Majesty will keep it and others will see it!"
Gao Qian seemed to have discovered some interesting game. She grabbed it and he hid.
It made him laugh.
With great difficulty, she finally succeeded.
Liang Han just breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, someone grabbed her waist tightly: "Madam, don't leave, just stay in Tai Chi Hall."
"Your Majesty!"
A shrill shout The voice sounded suddenly, causing the two people to look over at the same time.
The last day of 23 years
Today’s first update
(End of this chapter)