Inside the room.
Lu Liangwei was now being pressed against the bed.
The man’s slender arms were on both sides of her body, propping himself up. His lips curved upward, and he gazed at her with a smile. “What made you come here today?”
Lu Liangwei lay on the bed facing upward, her silky, jet-black tresses spilled all over the sheets.
She blinked, remembering what he said when she entered the imperial study, and could not help explaining, “I didn’t want to disturb you, but the Pure Consort and the others insisted on seeing you. I couldn’t turn them away, so I brought them over.” She felt a little sheepish as she spoke.
Did she come to the imperial study because she could not turn the consorts away?
“I wasn’t talking about you just now.” After listening to her explanation, Long Yang said gently.
Lu Liangwei was stunned for a while, then nodded softly. “Oh.” After a pause, she shifted slightly, wanting to get up.
However, she had barely moved when the man’s slender fingers brushed her cheek.
“You came just to see me?” His dark, bottomless eyes contained a hint of a smile.
Suppressing the urge to avoid the tickling feeling on her face, Lu Liangwei shook her head in denial. “No, it’s because the Virtuous Consort and the others insisted on coming over.” Had she not explained everything just now? Why did the Emperor still ask?
However, even she did not believe her own words, let alone the wise and sharp Emperor.
He had probably seen through her tricks long ago.
Long Yang paused, looking at her with a raised brow. “And you wouldn’t come if they hadn’t insisted?”
Lu Liangwei wanted to say yes, but when she met his cavernous eyes, she denied it instinctively, “That’s not it. I was already planning to come over, but it so happened that they were thinking the same thing, so we came together.”
Long Yang did not comment on her explanation.
With a slight tug of his fingers, he undid the front of her dress.
Lu Liangwei’s breath hitched, and her face heated up.
Long Yang leaned closer, his eyes scanning her fair and delicate neck, and said pointedly, “When did the rashes on your body go away?”
Lu Liangwei felt her throat go dry, and she could not help quivering when his fingertips brushed the skin on her neck.
“Yesterday.”
Hearing this, Long Yang gazed at her intensely, and without holding back any longer, dipped his head and kissed her.
Lu Liangwei gripped the front of his clothes nervously.
This was where he took breaks from handling state affairs, and right outside was the imperial study, where he usually received visits from court officials.
To do it in such a solemn place…
Lu Liangwei felt a little uncomfortable.
“Your Majesty, this is inappropriate.” When they finally broke apart for air, she seized the chance and hurriedly reminded him. On top of that, it was still morning, and they were already…
Ignoring her, Long Yang grabbed her hands and pinned them against the bed, their fingers interlaced.
After a while, Long Yang finally released her. He adjusted her disheveled clothes, then pulled her into his lap.
“Weiwei,” came the man’s husky voice from above her head.
“Huh?” Lu Liangwei replied absentmindedly. Noticing the unkempt state of his robes, she got up, knelt on his lap, and smoothed them down for him. Seeing that his hair was also tousled, she simply removed the golden crown holding his hair up and combed his hair with her dainty fingers.
“Shall I come to see you at night?”
Lu Liangwei’s heart trembled, and she could not help but nod as she met his enigmatic gaze. “All right.”
“Good girl.” The corners of Long Yang’s mouth lifted happily, and he tightened his arms around her.
Lu Liangwei reminded him in embarrassment, “Your hair’s undone, let me tidy it for you.”
“All right.” Long Yang lowered his gaze and looked at her dotingly.