Lu Liangwei shook her head. "I'm fine, just amazed by how tasty this soup is. You caught this fish in the imperial holiday home this morning, right?"
"Yes," Long Yang absentmindedly replied as he wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.
"I knew it from the taste! It makes the soup absolutely delicious," Lu Liangwei exclaimed dramatically.
Long Yang paused, then let out a chuckle. "Why are you flattering me? Did you do something wrong?"
"Of course not. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself. It tastes heavenly." Lu Liangwei pushed the rest of the fish soup toward him.
Long Yang smiled but did not mind. He picked the bowl up and drank from it.
"Isn't it delicious?"
"It doesn't taste any different from usual," Long Yang commented frankly.
Lu Liangwei did not argue with him either. Resting her chin on one hand, she gazed at his gentle countenance and could not help but ask, "Aren't you angry, Your Majesty?"
