Lu Liangwei noticed his fingers moving and immediately jumped out of bed in fright.
She plucked her messed up hair and urged: "Your Majesty, please return to the palace quickly. It will be bad if my father comes back."
"Yeah." Long Yang's slightly hoarse voice came from inside the bed tent.
Lu Liangwei's heartbeat inexplicably missed a beat. Looking through the gauze curtain, he could only see a somewhat blurry figure.
He seemed to sit up, but didn't move.
Lu Liang was a little suspicious, clasped his fingers, and finally controlled the idea of brushing aside the gauze curtain and urging him to come down.
She didn't dare to stay longer and ran out quickly.
Long Yang watched her run out as if she was running away, his eyes dropped, and he sighed almost inaudibly.
Weiwei didn't do anything, but just lying on the bed she had slept on made her body feel a little uncontrollable.
He never knew that his self-control ability was so poor, and he almost lost control several times today.
His appearance at this time was not suitable for going out.
Silently mobilize the Bingxin Jue to suppress the impetuous emotions.
Lu Liangwei sat on the soft couch for a while before seeing Long Yang come out.
Their eyes met, and she dodgedly avoided them.
It was as if the two of them were still lying together, and there was a suffocating tension.
"I'm going back." Long Yang said in a low voice without stepping forward.
Lu Liang nodded slightly, "Oh."
She raised her eyes and saw that his robe was a little messy. After thinking about it, she got up and walked over to help him smooth the robe.
"Your robe is in a mess." She explained in a low voice.
"Yeah." Long Yang nodded. When he left, he still couldn't hold it back. He hugged her and kissed her on the forehead before letting her go.
"I'm going back." Long Yang looked down at her.
Lu Liangwei complained, you should leave as soon as possible. He has said it several times.
"Your Majesty, I respectfully send you to your Majesty." Lu Liangwei waved his handkerchief at him.
Long Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, "What kind of gift is this?"
Lu Liang blinked slightly, "Throwing a handkerchief." After a pause, he said shamelessly, "I made it myself."
Long Yang thought about it seriously and said, "It's quite beautiful. Let me see it again."
Lu Liangwei: "..."
She cleared her throat and said solemnly: "Little Yangzi, please kneel down quickly."
"Little Yangzi?" Long Yang's eyes narrowed dangerously.
Lu Liangwei saw this and quickly changed his words, "I'm always joking with you, please leave quickly."
"Are you old?" The voice was frightening.
Lu Liangwei was about to cry, "Isn't it a slip of the tongue?"
Long Yang sneered, "Is this a slip of the tongue?"
"You are the youngest, can't you do that?" Lu Liang shook his arm slightly, acting coquettishly.
Long Yang took a breath and restrained himself, "Okay, I'll go back to the palace right now."
Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief and sent him out with a smile.
Seeing him flying up to the roof, I thought to myself, it's really hard to take care of him.
Just as he was about to return to the house, he heard a sound like thunder.
"Who dares to break into Duke Zhen's mansion without permission? The archers are ready to shoot down the traitor to the Duke of Zhen!"
Hearing this voice, Lu Liangwei was startled and hurriedly ran to the yard, where he saw a figure skidding down from the roof.
Seeing clearly who was coming, Lu Liang was slightly startled and rushed to greet him, "Your Majesty, what are you doing..."
Long Yang smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty arranged for archers to wait for me." Although with his skill, it was not difficult to avoid those archers, but Lu Hetian was obviously waiting for him. If he left quietly, This will make Lu Hetian even more annoyed.
(End of chapter)