Long Yang frowned. "Did she come just to tell you something so useless?"
"Not exactly. I was bored, so she came to spend time with me." Lu Liangwei quickly defended Lin Qingyuan, afraid that Long Yang would get mad at her and ban her from entering the palace in the future.
"If she keeps talking nonsense in front of you, don't let her come to the palace anymore," Long Yang said in a low voice. He was worried that Lin Qingyuan would shoot her mouth off to Weiwei or drive a wedge between him and her.
"She's not that kind of person. She may be a chatterbox, but she doesn't make things up." After cleaning her hands, Lu Liangwei took a towel from him, wiped her hands with it, and returned it to him as if it was the most natural thing to do.
Long Yang took the towel, wiped his hands on it, hung it aside, then took her hand again and led her out of the bathroom.
Zhu Yu served both of them a bowl of soup each.
