"Yes," Lu Liangwei replied as she lifted her eyes to look at him.
It could be because he had just returned from the imperial court, there was a strong sense of dignified intimidation coming from him, especially when his hair was tied up at the top with a gold crown.
Only thing was, his dark eyes had an indecipherable, hidden emotion when he looked over at her.
For some reason, Lu Liangwei felt a little frightened.
"Are you tired?" Long Yang reached out naturally to hold her little hand. His fingertips, which was thinly calloused, gently brushed against her tender fingers.
It was a strange, electrifying and numb sensation that made Lu Liangwei slightly uncomfortable.
His expression looked quite serious, but his action was coquettish that made a heart race and face blush at the same time.
