Lu Liangwei glanced at him coolly. “You make it sound like you know other women very well. Have you had a lot of other women, Your Majesty?”
Long Yang was bemused.
He had never been with another woman before. How would he know?
It was just that this girl felt really different to him; that was all.
However, was that… jealousy in her tone?
He was delighted by the realization, but he pretended to glower at her. “Are you questioning me?”
Lu Liangwei calmed down quickly and gave a shrug of her shoulders, a radiant smile playing on her lips. “Actually, I know that you’ve never had other women aside from me, which makes your understanding of other women very limited. I’m no different from other women, Your Majesty, so don’t worry too much about that.”
Long Yang cocked an eyebrow and shot her a mystified look. “You sure are confident.”
Lu Liangwei winked and said cheerfully, “I got all my confidence from you, Your Majesty.”
“You and your glib tongue!” Long Yang snorted and lowered his head to eat, no longer paying attention to her.
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Looking at his handsome face, Lu Liangwei suddenly set down her chopsticks and moved to sit beside him. Reaching out and laying her hand on his, she asked gently, “Are you troubled by something that happened in court today?”
Long Yang’s fingers stiffened, and he turned to look at the girl beside him. He wanted to scold her for interfering in state affairs as a consort, but the anticipation in her eyes eventually made him swallow his reprimand.
Sensing his scrutinizing gaze, Lu Liangwei realized that she had made the mistake of meddling in state affairs.
It would not be a big deal if the Emperor had not lost his memory. He had never scolded her for that, and she had never bothered to be careful.
However, it was different now.
She was a little dejected.
“I apologize for overstepping,” she said quietly as she withdrew her hand.
Seeing this, Long Yang furrowed his brow. Why was she reacting like this when he did not even scold her?
Women were so troublesome!
However, when he saw her getting up to return to her seat, he moved faster than his conscious mind could work.
Before he knew it, he had reached out and grabbed her arm, and with a soft yank, she fell into his lap.
Lu Liangwei stared at him in bewilderment.
Averting his gaze, Long Yang filled a bowl with fish soup and placed it in front of her. He said calmly, “You haven’t had soup yet.”
Lu Liangwei picked up the bowl in silence and drank the soup slowly.
“I’m done.” She showed him the empty bowl, signaling him to let go of her.
Seemingly unaware of her hint, Long Yang laid his fingers casually on her stomach. “That night, I felt the child move inside.”
Lu Liangwei shot him a glance. Thinking that he was referring to the night before yesterday, she felt her cheeks grow hot and lowered her voice. “Oh.”
Realizing that she had gotten the wrong idea, he paused and cleared his throat awkwardly. “I’m talking about three nights ago.”
“Oh,” Lu Liangwei mumbled in embarrassment. “That’s fetal movement. The baby’s almost five months old, and the fetal movements will only get more frequent from now on, but that’s perfectly normal.”
Long Yang listened to her quietly as he stroked her belly in familiar motions.
He had seen her baby bump before. It was only a slight bulge, and he found it round and adorable.
He caressed it fondly, unable to bring himself to remove his hand.
He lowered his eyes and gazed at the girl sitting meekly in his arms. All of a sudden, he seemed to understand why he had doted on her so much before.
Who would not want to cherish and love a girl like her?