Lu Liangwei felt as if a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Without another word, she turned and dashed out, still wrapped in the quilt.
The look in Long Yang's eyes darkened. He wanted to call out and stop her, but it was definitely not appropriate for her to remain here. He could still feel that heated frustration within his body.
He clenched his fists; across his brow flashed a determined look of self-control and restraint.
Zhao Qian, Chu Qi, and Chief Physician Lin were outside the room in the darkness of the night, all three standing in a row.
The scene they had witnessed was so mind-boggling it had shaken them all to the very core. They needed to calm down.
The Emperor, who was rumored to keep a distance from the opposite sex, had actually kissed Second Miss Lu. Not only that, he had done it right in front of them.
They did not know what was happening in the room right now.
