Lu Liangwei first combed his hair, and then tied it up with a golden crown.
Long Yang held her waist and let her do whatever she wanted.
After a while, Lu Liangwei looked at his masterpiece and felt dissatisfied, so he scattered his hair and combed it again.
After repeating this twice, I was finally satisfied.
"Your Majesty, it's okay." She slid off his lap with a smile and looked at his hair style, feeling very satisfied.
Long Yang held her fingers and said jokingly: "I didn't know that my Weiwei has a pair of skillful hands."
Lu Liang pursed his lips and smiled. Looking at his handsome face, he suddenly hugged his waist, stood up on tiptoes, and kissed his chin.
"The Emperor is very cooperative. This is a reward for the Emperor."
Long Yang's eyebrows deepened, and he hugged her waist and held her in his arms, "I can give you a few more rewards like this."
Lu Liang gave him a slightly angry look and said, "Don't tell the emperor anymore. I'm hungry and have to go eat."
Long Yang rubbed his brows, "Don't you know, I'm also hungry?"
Lu Liang said with a smile: "Just right, we can eat together."
Long Yang gave her a meaningful look, said nothing, took her hand and left the imperial study.
Outside the door, Zhao Qian was squatting on the ground counting ants.
But the ground was too clean. He counted them and only saw two or three.
He couldn't help but lament that the palace servants swept the floor so clean that he didn't even have a chance to kill the time by counting ants.
At this time, he heard a knock on the door behind him, and he perked up and immediately stood up to take a look.
Then he saw his master leading the queen out.
At a glance, he saw that his master's hair had been styled and was not the same as before.
He was stunned for a moment. Could it be that in this short period of time, the master and the queen were inside, what were they
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the sky outside, and thought to himself, Master, is this time too short
Is there time for a stick of incense
Could it be that the master only rose to prominence on the wedding night and then withered away
Thinking about it, he glanced at the queen's young face and secretly felt worried for his master.
Do you want Chief Lin to prescribe some medicine for Master to take
"Zhao Qian, pass the meal."
At this moment, Long Yang opened his mouth and gave instructions.
Zhao Qian was agitated and came back to his senses. He looked at his master secretly and made a decision in his heart.
He can ask the imperial kitchen to prepare more soups and meals to nourish the body.
For example, the whip is also very effective.
The imperial kitchen begins to stew at this time, and in the evening, it will be just right.
Thinking about it, he swept away the heaviness in his heart and walked down briskly.
For lunch, Lu Liangwei accompanied Long Yang at Long Qian Palace.
After the meal, she planned to go back, but Long Yang held her finger and said with a smile: "The piano I promised you to play last time has not yet been fulfilled. Do you want to listen to a song?"
Lu Liangwei heard the words and quickly sat down again, "Okay."
Without Long Yang's instructions, Zhao Qian quickly went to get the piano and put it on the table.
Long Yang stood up, walked to the piano table and sat down. He glanced at Lu Liangwei, raised his slender fingers, and gently played with the strings.
With a soft "Zheng" sound, an unknown tune was leaked out.
Lu Liang held his chin slightly and listened carefully to the emperor's music.
She really thought it sounded good. She had never heard such a good song before, but as she listened to it, her eyelids trembled and she felt a little sleepy.
She widened her eyes and refused to let herself fall asleep.
After a while, Long Yang looked at the sleeping girl lying on the table, raised the corners of his lips, pressed his fingers on the strings, and stopped playing.
Then he got up and walked over, leaned over and hugged her.
(End of chapter)