Lu Liangwei looked like he was being pardoned, wrapped himself in a quilt, turned around and rushed out without saying a word.
Long Yang's eyes darkened, and he wanted to call her to stop, but at this time, she was really not suitable to stay here, and he felt that his body was still very dry.
He clenched his fists, restraint and forbearance flashed between his brows.
Outside the house, Zhao Qian, Chu Qi, and Lin Yuanzheng were standing in a row under the night.
The scene just now was too shocking and shocked them to pieces. They needed to calm down.
The emperor, who was rumored not to be lecherous, actually kissed Miss Lu Er in front of them.
I don’t know what’s going on inside now.
Will the Emperor do whatever he wants to Miss Lu Er
Thinking of Miss Lu Er's slender body, she must have screamed at the sky, but the sky didn't respond, and screamed at the earth, but the earth didn't work.
Alas, it is really pitiful!
While the three of them were lamenting for Lu Liangwei, a clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded behind them, "You three, the emperor is awake. You can go in and see him."
The three of them froze for a moment, and then turned their heads to look in unison.
Looking at Lu Liangwei who was standing by the door, seemingly intact, the three of them blinked.
Zhao Qian, who was the first to react, blurted out: "Miss Lu Er, how come it's over so quickly?"
Lu Liangwei was startled for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Then you have to ask your master?"
Zhao Qian was stunned, and blurted out again without thinking, "Master, this is your first time, probably because you have no experience, next time..."
Lu Liangwei's face turned red at his straightforward words. She was afraid that he would say something more explosive, so she quickly interrupted him, "Manager Zhao, your master is calling you."
At this time, Zhao Qian also realized that what he said was too direct. Miss Lu Er was still a little girl, so he laughed dryly and said, "Master didn't call me."
"Zhao Qian."
A cold and frightening voice sounded from behind Lu Liangwei. Zhao Qian shivered and raised his eyes tremblingly, only to see that his master had walked out at some point and was standing behind Miss Lu Er.
He dodged his eyes for a moment and finished his thoughts, but with a flattering smile on his face, he stepped forward and said, "I'm here, my slave. What are your orders, master?"
"Run around the palace wall twenty times." Long Yang raised his thin lips slightly, and the words he spat out made Zhao Qian want to die.
Last time on the seventh day of the lunar month, he somehow offended his master and was punished with ten laps. He ran until dawn. Wouldn't twenty laps cost his life
But how could he have the courage to disobey his master
"Yes." He responded wearily and walked away dejectedly.
Lin Yuanzheng secretly wiped his sweat and was glad that he didn't say anything.
Lu Liangwei didn't look back, but she could feel the man standing very close behind her.
She could almost feel the cold and intimidating aura on his body.
When she noticed that his eyes were on her, her body immediately tensed up, and she didn't dare to look back at all.
She blinked quickly to cover up the panic in her heart. When she looked at Chuqi, she put on a smile and said, "Chuqi, I may have to ask you to take me back again."
Chuqi's eyes averted for a moment, and she glanced at her master behind her. Seeing that he didn't speak, she took hold of the hilt of the sword at her waist and stepped forward. Just as she was about to throw a sandbag, he put her on his shoulders again. The arm was pulled.
"I don't like being a punching bag, thank you."
Chu Qi paused and looked at her hesitantly, as if he didn't understand. If you don't have to carry it, what should you do
Lu Liang made a slight gesture to ask him to turn around, smiling harmlessly, "Turn around first."
The seventh day of the lunar month: "..."
(End of chapter)