Zhao Qian and Chu Qi could clearly tell that their master was in a good mood today.
Even the officials attending the imperial court noticed. The sense of intimidation looming over them for the past few days seemed to have disappeared. The servants could also feel the dark clouds suffocating them vanish.
Everyone felt greatly relieved; it felt like the sun was shining after the storm.
Long Yang went to Grand Phoenix Palace as usual during the night.
However, this time, he went there openly.
When he found that Lu Liangwei was currently taking a bath, he could not help gulping a few times. The shine in his eyes got a few shades darker.
He picked up a book and sat down on the warm bed, acting as if nothing unusual was happening. He looked like he was reading the book intently, but in reality, not a single word was being processed by his brain.
All the writing on the page he was staring at seemed to morph into Lu Liangwei's face.
