Zhao Qian was a little stunned when he heard this, but it only took him a moment to react.
Just as he was about to step down the jade steps to take the ceramic bowl from Lu Liangwei's hand, he heard the master say quietly: "Let Miss Lu bring it up."
Zhao Qian stopped immediately.
After hearing the emperor's words, Lu Liangwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The bowl of noodles she cooked was no ordinary longevity noodles.
She added some medicinal materials to the noodle soup, which was quite beneficial to the emperor's hidden illness. At the very least, it could temporarily relieve his pain and control his condition.
She held the noodle bowl steadily, went up the jade steps, and presented the noodle bowl to the royal table.
When he got closer, Lu Liangwei realized that Long Yang's complexion was very pale, and there were even beads of sweat on his forehead.
The weather was still in March, and the night was still a bit cold. The emperor's appearance was probably caused by illness.
But he was obviously uncomfortable, but his sitting posture was still upright and majestic, making it impossible to tell any clues.
Lu Liangwei really admired him.
Even though he is so ill, he can still maintain such a posture, which shows how strong his perseverance is.
At this time, Long Yang gave her a cold look.
Lu Liang was slightly startled and immediately lowered his gaze.
Although the emperor only gave her a faint glance, it made her feel a huge pressure inexplicably.
Fortunately, the emperor's eyes quickly turned away.
She breathed a sigh of relief and saw the emperor's eyes falling on the soup bowl on the table.
Long Yang stared at the soup bowl in front of him and didn't move for a long time.
What was inside was just a bowl of ordinary longevity noodles, with some chopped green onions sprinkled on top. But just this bowl of ordinary longevity noodles made his body, which had been uncomfortable just now, feel much better.
What exactly did Lu Liangwei put inside
Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, Lu Liangwei thought of something, took a plate on his own initiative, picked some noodles from the bowl, and put it on the plate.
Long Yang kept staring at her, and when he saw that she had eaten all the noodles on the plate, he didn't understand her intention. The next moment, he heard the girl's soft voice say: "Your Majesty, this noodles is not poisonous. I’ve tried it, you can eat it with confidence.”
When Long Yang heard this, he was slightly surprised.
It turned out that this girl thought she was worried about the poison in the noodles and refused to eat them, so she ate them in front of her interview.
A smile slipped through Long Yang's deep and unpredictable eyes, "Second Miss is interested." After that, he took the chopsticks from her hand naturally.
Zhao Qian saw this and was about to stop him, but saw that his master had already lowered his head and was eating.
For a moment, Zhao Qian's expression was very strange. He looked at Lu Liangwei and then at his master, with a trace of confusion on his face.
The master has always had a strong mysophobia, but today he used the chopsticks used by Miss Lu Er...
He swallowed the water and his face became even more confused.
Lu Liangwei reacted belatedly at this moment, his beautiful eyes widened, a little shocked and a little confused.
Those chopsticks were stained with her saliva...
She roared inwardly.
Did the emperor not know, or did he do it on purpose
Lu Liangwei really couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking, and couldn't help but look at his face.
Under the light, the originally pale complexion turned rosy, either because of eating the noodles or because of the heat of the noodle soup.
Apart from the unique dignity and majesty of Long Yang, he is really good-looking.
The forehead is smooth and full, the sword eyebrows fly into the temples, the narrow phoenix eyes look deep and unpredictable, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin and sexy...
The facial features are exquisitely handsome, without a single flaw, as if they were carved by a knife or an axe.
His brows and eyes are engraved with the unique charm and elegance of a mature man, which cannot be compared with those of modern young men.
(End of chapter)