Lu Liangwei looked at him questioningly. She did not believe any of his words.
"The Palace is huge. If we want to spend time together alone, why would we need to go all the way to Tianzhu Mountain?"
"Aren't you tired of always staying in the Palace after all these years?" Long Yang said. The horse-drawn carriage stopped at the same time, so he got up and held Lu Liangwei's hand as they got out of the carriage.
Lu Liangwei wanted to jump down from the shaft, but the man's arm had already reached out to her and he carried her off the carriage.
As she looked at the man's gentle eyes, Lu Liangwei's heart suddenly softened.
No matter how old she was, this man had always treated her like a fragile little girl to dote on and protect.
He had even made it a habit to carry her when it came to something as normal as getting on and off a carriage.
