A clear and pleasant scent instantly enveloped her. Startled, Lu Liangwei looked up only to meet his deep and unfathomable eyes. She wanted to reject the offer, but his slender fingers had already found the cords and tied them together deftly.
"It's already autumn, and it gets colder at night. Don't catch a cold." His voice was gentle but with an undefiable authoritativeness.
"Alright." Lu Liangwei could only swallow her words of refusal and nod meekly.
"Good girl." Long Yang gazed at her with a pleased look in his eyes, then raised his hand and stroked her head.
Lu Liangwei's thick and dark lashes fluttered.
Long Yang withdrew his hand, glanced at her, then turned around and walked into the hall somewhat reluctantly.
Seeing this, everyone dropped their heads quickly, but their hearts were surging with shock.
Was the Emperor not being a little too caring about Lu Liangwei?
