Zhuyu was stunned, then she realized what she was doing and said with a smile: "Then the young lady must find a better-looking family for me, otherwise I would rather die than marry."
Lu Liangwei: "..."
I thought she would be afraid, but it turned out that this girl was not afraid at all and could even joke.
Seeing that she had nothing to say, Zhuyu continued: "Miss, you have nothing to do now, so just make a few dishes to eat. I will accompany you to the royal study in a while."
Lu Liang rolled his eyes slightly, and to prevent her from continuing to brainwash him, he said: "The Emperor is not that kind of person, don't think about it." She was a little sleepy now and just wanted to sleep.
Zhuyu wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Chujiu, "Forget it, the queen has her own opinion, let's go out first, the queen is tired."
Lu Liang glanced at Chujiu with admiration and said with a smile, "Ahjiu still understands me."
Zhuyu was a little dissatisfied and pursed her lips and said: "This slave is thinking about the young lady. She is anxious for the young lady. It is all for the good of the young lady."
"Yes, yes, Zhuyu is the best at thinking about me. But, I'm sleepy now and want to take a nap. If you have anything else, please wait until I wake up."
Hearing this, Zhuyu had no choice but to shut up and went out with Chujiu.
The bedroom became quiet, and Lu Liangwei walked to the bed.
Seeing the clean and tidy bed, Lu Liang smiled slightly and sat down.
His fingers touched the pillow that Long Yang rested on, and it seemed that there was still the smell of him on it, a refreshing and clean smell.
She lay down and soon fell asleep.
In the imperial study room, Long Yang was absentmindedly reviewing the memorials. Until the afternoon, he didn't see the girl coming, and his expression became a little colder.
Zhao Qian was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe. If he had to serve the pen and ink, he would have bundled himself up and hid far away.
Although the master did not speak, the low pressure in the imperial study was really suffocating.
On the first and seventh day of the lunar month, they had long since disappeared.
I feel sorry for him, I want to hide, but I can't.
Just as he was worrying about his situation, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw his master standing up.
He trembled in fright and almost dropped the whisk in his hand to the ground.
By the time he reacted, the master had already left the imperial study room.
He quickly followed.
Long Yang walked around the imperial garden and was about to go back when he suddenly heard whispers coming from behind a rockery.
"...I heard that the queen had an entanglement with the prince before, and she almost died for the prince."
"I've also heard that at that time, the Queen was hanging herself. This matter caused a huge uproar and almost everyone didn't know about it."
"So, the queen should be very obsessed with the prince, but why did she fall into the emperor's arms within a few months?"
"Do you think it's because the queen couldn't get the prince that she thought of a way to empathize? Although the emperor and the prince are just uncle and nephew, their faces are still somewhat similar."
"You mean, when the queen looks at the emperor, she is actually thinking about the prince?"
Zhao Qian, who was standing behind Long Yang, was shocked and angry when he heard this. This damn bastard slave dared to hide here and chew the tongues of his master and queen. He was really tired of living.
Before Long Yang could say anything, he had already moved behind the rockery and pulled out the two young eunuchs.
"You bastard, are you tired of living?" After saying this, he raised his hand and gave two little eunuchs a scratch on each ear.
(End of chapter)