At this moment, three people had moved.
Long Yang, Lu Hetian, Lu Tingchen.
When Lu Liangwei wanted to help Zhao Qian's hand get out of the car, the three of them had already moved at the same time.
The officials of the Ministry of Rites felt their eyes blurred. Before they could see clearly what was going on, they saw that the emperor, who was standing in front of them, with a tall and majestic posture, had already arrived in front of the carriage.
His speed was even twice as fast as Lu Hetian and his son.
Long Yang stood in front of the carriage, and his hand naturally grasped Lu Liangwei's hand that had not yet fallen on Zhao Qian's arm.
The soft fingers were put into his palm, and he squeezed gently, and then he easily hugged Lu Liangwei down under the eyes of everyone.
Lu Liangwei's originally calm expression cracked when he saw his father, brother, and all the bystanders in shock.
However, a certain emperor did not immediately let go of her self-consciousness.
She lay on his shoulder, and as a last resort, she pinched the inside of his arm quietly and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Put me down."
The slight numbness on his arms made Long Yang's already deep eyes seem to be stained with ink as he looked at her deeply.
"Yes." He responded in a low voice and finally let the person down.
Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little dissatisfied.
If Long Yang does this, how will she face her father and brother later
Long Yang saw her standing there pretending to be mature, but he still caught the flash of anger between her eyebrows.
He didn't feel guilty at all, let alone felt guilty, because he had wanted to do that for a long time.
The feeling of being able to hold her and hug her openly made him feel happier than ever before.
From then on, she was his fiancée, and soon she would become his queen and his wife.
The emperor was in a good mood, and the cold air that had been covering his eyebrows all year round seemed to have dissipated.
The faint smile on his eyebrows is actually a bit warmer than the warm sun in winter.
All the courtiers present had followed the emperor for many years, but they had never seen the emperor show his face.
At this moment, seeing the emperor and Miss Lu standing together, they felt that they were right.
The second Miss Lu is stunningly beautiful, the emperor is dignified and majestic, and has unparalleled elegance.
At this moment, everyone forgot that Miss Lu Er almost became the emperor's nephew-in-law. They also forgot that the emperor was more than a full round older than Miss Lu.
Just when everyone thought the scene was very eye-catching, Lu Hetian felt it was extremely dazzling.
His eyes were even a little red, and he glared at the emperor with great displeasure.
He really didn't expect that the emperor was such a frivolous person.
Looking at his intimate behavior with Weiwei just now, it was not difficult for him to imagine that this guy must have taken advantage of Weiwei in places he couldn't see.
Thinking of this, he became even more angry and resentful.
If the other party was not the emperor, he would have already beaten him violently.
But despite the fact that he was the emperor, Lu Hetian still couldn't hide his displeasure.
His usual calmness and poise completely collapsed at this moment.
That was his daughter. The daughter he had held in the palm of his hand since she was a child and treated her like a jewel was now coveted and embraced by another man. How could he not hate her in his heart
Under the shocked eyes of all the officials, Lu Hetian suddenly strode over and pulled Lu Liangwei behind him.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, please get up and drive back to the palace!"
The voice was cold, without any hint of respect. Even if you listened carefully, it was not difficult to hear the majestic anger contained in it.
(End of chapter)