Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Long Xiao walked off in a huff.
Even Lu Liangwei could sense the thick cloud of bitterness emanating from him.
However, the ‘stone-hearted’ Emperor turned a blind eye to his emotions and insisted on feeding her chicken soup.
Was it all right for the Emperor to treat Long Xiao as if he was invisible?
Didn’t he see how sullen Long Xiao was when he left?
Lu Liangwei gave a wry smile. “You made him leave in anger.”
Long Yang did not care about Long Xiao. They were not born to the same mother, anyway.
He was more interested in the lovely girl in front of him.
His dark eyes stared straight at her dainty mouth, and seeing that she was still not opening it, he coaxed her patiently, “The soup’s getting cold. Drink up.”
Unable to refuse, Lu Liangwei could only lean over and drink the soup. Seeing him spoon up the chicken soup again to feed her, she quickly grabbed a pair of chopsticks, plucked a piece of rabbit meat, dipped it in some sauce, and brought it to his mouth. “You haven’t gotten a bite yet, Your Majesty. Here, have some.”
Long Yang gazed at the slice of meat she offered him with a smile, then opened his mouth and ate it contentedly.
“So? Is it good?” Lu Liangwei looked at him expectantly.
Long Yang nodded and looked at her, saying, “It’s delicious.”
“Right? I think it’s pretty good too,” said Lu Liangwei proudly as she continued to pick up the rabbit meat and feed it to Long Yang.
The smile on Long Yang’s lips widened.
When did this girl learn to be so considerate?
Only when the bottom of the plate came into view did Lu Liangwei realize that she seemed to have accidentally fed the Emperor too much meat.
This was roasted rabbit, a high-calorie food that could make the body generate excessive heat if overconsumed.
She put down her chopsticks and stood up. “I’ll go and make a cup of herbal tea for you.”
Long Yang tugged on her hand. “There’s no need for that now. It’s already late, aren’t you supposed to keep your promise?”
Lu Liangwei looked at him in confusion. “What promise?”
The corners of Long Yang’s mouth turned upward, and he got up and scooped her into his arms.
Only when they entered the bedchamber did Lu Liangwei realize what he meant.
Her face heated up, and just when he was about to lean over and kiss her, she hastily said, “Your Majesty, we haven’t taken a bath yet.”
Long Yang reached out and stroked her nose lightly. “Are you trying to find an excuse?”
Lu Liangwei shook her head. “Of course not. It’s just that I’m a little sweaty from all that hunting in the woods this afternoon. If you don’t believe it, you can smell me. I smell terrible.”
“But you smell great to me.” Long Yang picked up a strand of her silky hair and said softly.
Lu Liangwei’s heart pounded, and she hurriedly scrambled up from under him. “Then there must be something wrong with your nose.”
Her feet had barely landed on the floor when she felt him grab her wrist. “Let’s take a bath together.”
Lu Liangwei, “…”
Could she refuse?
She gulped, still a little self-conscious.
Soon, the hot water was ready, and all the servants retreated from the room.
As Lu Liangwei’s garments were stripped off by Long Yang, one at a time, she felt as if her body was about to burst into flames.
Biting her lip, she suddenly reached out and closed her fingers around his belt. Meeting the man’s surprised gaze, she swallowed and lowered her head, explaining, “I said that I’d serve you…”
Hearing this, Long Yang fell silent.
His ears grew hot.
This girl really knew how to torture him.
When the last piece of clothing hit the floor, Lu Liangwei was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she was suddenly swept off her feet.
Long Yang’s warm breath brushed her cheek, and he whispered in her ear, “I’m looking forward to finding out how you’re going to serve me, Weiwei.”
Lu Liangwei’s face flushed furiously..