Lu Hetian gritted his teeth in disgust at Long Yang's attitude.
So the Emperor had made up his mind not to leave?
"Frankly speaking, I'm not much older than you, Your Majesty. As the ruler of our kingdom, you have endless state affairs to handle every day. Please don't squander your time just because you're a few years younger than me."
Long Yang's handsome face darkened a little, but he did not get angry and sighed instead. "You're right, Grand Duke. I'll take good care of my body so that I can stay by Weiwei's side for a few more years. You, on the other hand, have been alone since the Duchess passed away. I feel my heart ache just looking at you. How about I arrange a marriage for you?"
Lu Hetian choked on a mouthful of blood. Was this wretch of an Emperor addicted to setting up marriages?
