The night was still young and Lu Liangwei was not in a hurry to go to sleep. She picked up a book about medicine and began reading.
However, she was unable to calm herself down.
Today, His Majesty had regained his memories and remembered about her. The mere thought of this made her heart chirp with delight.
Her fingers flipped through the pages, but her mind did not process any of the words.
When Long Yang was done with his bath, he walked out into the room, his long hair flowing freely with water droplets still dripping from it.
He grabbed a towel and wiped himself as he went over to her. When he saw Lu Liangwei reading on the bed, his gaze drifted slightly. It was clear that his attention was not on the book.
He paused, then approached her once he was done drying his hair, but she did not notice him.
It was only when her book was snatched away by him that she blinked and realized what had just happened.
