Lu Liangwei gave her a gentle look and pulled her hand back. She wiped her hand with a handkerchief and threw it into Lin Qingyuan's arms. "For you."
Lin Qingyuan was terribly agitated as she cursed in her heart, 'Just die already!'
She squeezed the handkerchief in her hands into a ball and was about to throw it out, but suppressed her brash need for 'revenge' because the old beggar and Youyou were still watching them from the side.
"It's getting late. I'll head back first and return another time to visit all of you," Lu Liangwei waved goodbye to them and turned down their offers to see her out, leaving with Zhu Yu and Gu Er.
The Palace.
Long Yang had just returned from the Palace gates when he walked back into the imperial study.
He had just finished marking a Palace Memorial when he thought of something and summoned Zhao Qian.
"A woman's troublesome moment. What is that?"
