Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 964 Overthrowing Dragon Martingale

Thinking of this possibility, Long Yang frowned and gave her a bad look.

Lu Liangwei was confused by his stare. Thinking of something, he stood up reluctantly, bowed his knees, and said, "The concubine welcomes the emperor respectfully."

Upon seeing this, Long Yang's complexion darkened.

Perceiving his displeasure, Lu Liang was slightly puzzled.

She did not bow, he was not happy, she bowed, and he was not happy.

Since this man was poisoned, it has become more and more elusive.

Long Yang walked past her and sat down in the position where she was sitting just now.

Lu Liang straightened up slightly and turned to look at him. Seeing him with a gloomy face, he felt very inexplicable.

However, thinking of the incident in the afternoon, could it be that the signing of the agreement between the two countries did not go smoothly?

Thinking about this, she felt relieved again.

Probably the affairs of the government bothered him.

Seeing her standing there, Long Yang frowned, and finally said solemnly: "Come here."

Lu Liangwei had to walk over, "What's the matter with the emperor?"

Such a polite tone made Long Yang's heart more irritable.

His thin lips pursed, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to pull her onto his lap and sat, his powerful arms tightly around her waist.

"Today's matter, you haven't explained to me yet." He reminded.

Lu Liang paused slightly, and suddenly raised his hand to caress his face, "The emperor blames me for my own opinion?" She was referring to Wanyan Luosang.

Long Yang didn't care about Wanyan Luosang's life or death, but he heard that she had committed a risk to induce Wanyan Luosang to assassinate her, and he could not let go.

Is this girl too courageous?

In case Wanyan Lobsang hurt her...

His expression darkened a bit, and he clasped her hand into his hand and warned, "Lu Liangwei, you are not allowed to risk yourself anymore."

Lu Liangwei met his deep eyebrows and suddenly realized that he was worried about her.

It's just the way he expresses it that makes people unable to think of this level.

Knowing his intentions, Lu Liangwei didn't care about his attitude anymore. He reached out and put his arms around his neck affectionately, and said jokingly: "The emperor is worried about me?"

Seeing the girl's face close at hand, Long Yang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Is she too close?

The faint fragrance that belonged to her became clearer, and it rushed into his nose and disturbed his thoughts.

His breathing became a little disordered.

After returning to his senses, he leaned back on the couch with one hand, and avoided his head a little.

Perceiving his strangeness, Lu Liang's beautiful eyes flashed with cunning.

In the past, she was forced by him to have nowhere to escape, but now the other way round, it feels quite fun.

He stepped back and she moved forward.

Seeing that her lips were about to be imprinted, Long Marting's breathing was messed up, and he hurriedly pulled her arm down, sternly, to hide his embarrassment, and mutely reprimanded, "Don't move your hands, like you, How can there be the slightest dignity of a queen?"

Lu Liang moved slightly.

Who was in the carriage that moved her hands and feet in the afternoon?

Her mouth is still a little swollen right now, whose masterpiece is it?

Lu Liang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, solemnly corrected, "I didn't move my feet."

"You..." As soon as Long Yang said a word, his lips were blocked by the girl's thunderous speed.

He was surprised at first, and then, Jun's face became redder and red, and he wanted to reprimand her for being unspeakable, but the sweet and soft touch on his lips made him obsessed and fascinated. He couldn't resist at all. What he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

After a while, Long Marting was lying on the couch, his clothes messy, and there was still unfading love in his eyes. He didn't recover for a long time.

The messy girl has already slipped away.

(End of this chapter)