Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 212: The emperor can speak louder

"Concubine Hui, don't I need to teach you the rules again?"

The smile on Concubine Hui's face froze, and her footsteps also stopped.

Long Yang turned around, "Since Concubine Hui likes the scenery here, let's enjoy it." After finishing speaking, he went down the rockery without even looking at her.

On the rockery, Concubine Hui was standing there, her whole body precarious.

The handkerchief in her hand was twisted and twisted by her.

Just now, she was at least ten steps away from the emperor, but she still offended the emperor.

He was not angry, but letting her enjoy the scenery here was punishment in disguise.

The emperor didn't speak, so she had to stand here and was not allowed to leave.

Concubine Hui wants to cry but has no tears.

Being quiet, Long Yang was in a bad mood.

There is such a huge imperial garden, but there is no place he wants to go.

His chest was filled with irritability, and he had never felt this way even when facing the most embarrassing thing in court.

But since the night before yesterday, this irritability has been there, and it has not been evacuated, but it has become more and more serious.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped.

The girl's pretty face flashed in my mind.

His eyes are slightly narrowed, he has never wanted someone so much, he is the emperor, the ruler of the world, as long as he wants, no one dares to refuse.

But that girl...

She thought she made up a high-sounding reason, so that he would be discouraged?

Thinking of this, his gloomy eyebrows suddenly became brighter.

In the evening, Duke Zhen's mansion.

Lu Liangwei handed the refined fake death medicine to Wang He.

"Give it to Lin Qingyuan with your own hands, so that no one will find out, can you do it?"

Wang He took the porcelain bottle she handed over, nodded, "Yeah."

Lu Liang was slightly relieved, and then he did not forget to tell him: "Don't tell my father."

Wang He teased: "I dare not, I still want to live to see the sun tomorrow."

Lu Liang held back his smile slightly, knowing that he was mocking her.

It seems that he is still "holding grudges" about the last time she tricked him into poisoning him.

"I promise I won't poison you, so don't worry."

Wang He was about to leave, but he staggered when he heard this.

Why does he listen, her tone is so like a death sentence?

He smiled wryly.

Lu Liangwei returned to the room, feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Zhuyu was standing quietly by the side with her head bowed, as if not daring to breathe.

Seeing her coming back, he quickly winked at her.

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, and then saw a man sitting on the soft couch by the window.

Seeing him, Lu Liangwei was startled, "Why are you here again?"

Zhuyu looked at her suspiciously, again?

When did the emperor come here?

Lu Liangwei knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly said to Zhuyu: "Go and make a pot of tea, don't disturb others."

As if being pardoned, Zhuyu obediently agreed, and hurriedly left the room.

Long Yang was taking a medical book that she had thrown on the soft couch, and was flipping through it, as if he didn't care about her disrespectful tone at all.

Lu Liangwei saw that he didn't speak and was only concentrating on reading her medical books, so she didn't want to speak either. She sat at the table and fiddled with the candle wick with a hairpin.

The candle wick was picked by her in pain, and the light in the room immediately flickered.

Long Yang looked up at her.

Her little face was illuminated by the flickering candlelight, and she looked a little blurred and distant.

He could tell that this girl was angry with him.

The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and suddenly he said in a deep voice, "Lu Liangwei, you are so courageous!"

Lu Liang turned his head slightly and gave him a cool look, "Can the emperor speak louder?"