The emperor has never provoked Ji Linghui. It has always been her own wishful thinking.
How could she blame the emperor for being like this
Lu Liangwei was a little angry and would not allow others to talk about the emperor like that.
Ji Lingxiu took a breath, although she also felt that her sister would become like this mostly because of herself, but thinking of her sister who was paralyzed in bed, she couldn't help but said: "My sister is already pitiful enough. "The implication is that Lu Liang is virtuous in his words.
The corner of Lu Liangwei's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Poor people must be hateful! Your sister is really not what you think."
When Ji Lingxiu heard this, she clenched her fists quietly, feeling a little nervous. Did Lu Liangwei know that her sister was cursing her every day
"Your sister hired a killer before and tried to kill me over and over again. If I hadn't been lucky, she would have died a long time ago. Although your sister is not good at what she does now, at least she is still alive, isn't she?"
Ji Lingxiu looked stunned for a moment, then said dryly: "I'm sorry, I apologize to you on my sister's behalf."
Lu Liangwei looked away, too lazy to look at her, "Ji Linghui likes the emperor. It's her business. What does it have to do with the emperor? Liking someone and not getting a response is not an excuse to do evil."
In her opinion, the reason why Ji Linghui became like this was due to her own evil intentions and had nothing to do with anyone else.
After Lu Liangwei finished speaking, he ignored her and walked forward.
Ji Lingxiu stood there, looking at her back. After a while, she saw the emperor walking from under the plum tree on the other side and handing a plum blossom into her hand.
She clearly saw the smile on Lu Liang's lips. It was completely different from when he faced her just now.
She sighed, the emperor really liked Lu Liangwei.
There really is a lot of emphasis on fate between people, right
Although her sister met the emperor earlier, the emperor did not like her, otherwise she would not have been in the harem for many years and still not get the slightest pity from the emperor.
Looking back at Lu Liangwei, there were so many little emperors, but the emperor had a soft spot for her.
She looked up at the sky after the snow, so clear and high.
She was suddenly relieved.
My sister has her father to take care of her, and she should also have her own life.
Lu Liangwei looked at the plum blossoms in full bloom in his hands. They were really beautiful.
But after blooming, it will wither.
So do people.
She raised her head and looked at Long Yang's profile.
The exquisite and perfect lines and the vague tenderness touched her heart.
She suddenly remembered the first time she saw him.
At that time, he had a serious face, cold facial features, and an innate majesty that put a lot of pressure on people.
"What are you looking at?" Long Yang's gentle voice struck her ear.
Lu Liangwei's heart trembled, but he smiled brightly and raised his hand to touch his face, "I'm looking at you."
Long Yang looked deeper, grabbed her hand, looked down at her, "Wei Wei is teasing me."
Lu Liang gave him a slightly angry look, "No."
"Am I that good-looking?" Long Yang said in a joking tone.
Lu Liangwei looked at his handsome features and finally nodded, "Yes."
"Then should I be happy that my appearance can attract you?" The corners of Long Yang's lips rose, and pleasure faintly crossed his eyebrows, dispelling the coldness in his eyes.
"Actually, it's not your appearance that attracts me." Lu Liangwei said, pretending to be profound.
"Huh? What attracts you?" Long Yang asked with some interest.
Lu Liang glanced at him slightly and took a step back, "Of course you are of similar age to my father."
Long Yang: “…”
This is truly the most cruel thing he has heard this year.
When he came to his senses, he gritted his teeth, but Lu Liangwei had already run away.
(End of chapter)