Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 212 The emperor can speak louder

"Concubine Hui, I don't need to teach you the rules again, right?"

The smile on Hui Fei's face froze, and her footsteps stopped.

Long Yang turned around, "Since Concubine Hui likes the scenery here, let's appreciate it." After all, he didn't even look at her and went down the rockery.

On the rockery, Concubine Hui stood there, shaking her whole body.

The kerchief in her hand was twisted and twisted by her.

The distance between her and the emperor was at least ten steps away, but she still angered the emperor.

He didn't get angry, but let her enjoy the scenery here, which was punishment in disguise.

The emperor did not speak, she must stand here, not allowed to leave.

Concubine Hui wanted to cry without tears.

Being disturbed to be quiet, Long Yang is in a bad mood.

It was a huge imperial garden, but there was no place he wanted to go.

There was a wave of irritation in his chest, which was the most difficult thing in the face of Chaozhong. He had never felt this way.

But since the night before yesterday, this irritability has been there, and it has not been evacuated, but the gathering is getting heavier.

As he walked, he suddenly stopped.

The girl's beautiful face flashed in his mind.

He narrowed his eyes, he had never wanted someone so much, he was the emperor, the master of the world, as long as he wanted, no one would dare to refuse.

But that girl...

She thought she made up a high-sounding reason that would deter him?

Thinking of this, his gloomy eyebrows suddenly became a lot easier.

In the evening, the government of the country was shaken.

Lu Liangwei handed the refined fake death medicine to Wang He.

"Put it to Lin Qingyuan personally, don't be found out, can you do it?"

Wang He took the porcelain bottle she handed over and nodded, "Yeah."

Lu Liangwei let go of his heart, and then he did not forget to exhort, "Don't tell my father."

Wang He teased: "The subordinate dare not, the subordinate still wants to live to see the sun tomorrow."

Lu Liang held back a smile, knowing that he was sarcastic.

It seems that he is still "remembering hate", and she lied to him to poison him last time.

"I promise that I won't poison you, so don't worry."

Wang He was about to leave. Hearing this, he staggered.

Why did he listen, her tone was so like a finale?

He smiled wryly.

Lu Liangwei returned to the room, feeling that the atmosphere was not right. Zhu Yu was standing by with his head down, as if he did not dare to breathe.

Seeing her return, he winked at her hurriedly.

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, then saw a man sitting on the soft couch by the window.

Seeing him, Lu Liang was really surprised, "Why are you here again?"

Zhuyu looked at her suspiciously, again?

When has the emperor been here?

Knowing that he had made a mistake, Lu Liangwei hurriedly said to Zhuyu, "Go and make a pot of tea, don't disturb others."

Like a pardon, Zhuyu obediently responded and hurriedly left the house.

Long Yang was taking a copy. The medical book she had thrown on the soft couch was flipping through, as if she didn't care about her disrespectful tone.

When Lu Liangwei saw that he was not talking, but only focusing on her medical book, she didn't want to talk either. She sat at the table and fiddled with the candle wick with a hairpin.

She picked the candle wick in pain, and the light in the room immediately flickered.

Long Yang looked up at her then.

Her small face was illuminated by the flickering candlelight, making her look a little blurred and distant.

He could see that this girl was angering him.

The corner of his lips was pressed lightly, and he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Lu Liangwei, you are so bold!"

Lu Liang turned his head slightly and glanced at him coolly, "Can the emperor speak louder?"

(End of this chapter)