Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 964: Turn down the dragon martingale

Thinking of this possibility, Long Yang frowned and stared at her unkindly.

Lu Liangwei was dazed by his stare, thought of something, stood up reluctantly, bowed his knees and bowed to him, "My concubine welcomes the emperor."

Seeing this, Long Yang's expression became even more serious.

Noticing his displeasure, Lu Liang was slightly puzzled.

He was not happy when she did not salute, and he was not happy when she saluted.

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

Long Yang walked past her, and sat down where she was sitting just now.

Lu Liang straightened up slightly, turned to look at him, and felt very bewildered to see his gloomy face.

But thinking about what happened in the afternoon, could it be that the signing of the covenant between the two countries did not go smoothly?

Thinking about it, she felt a little relieved.

Probably something about the government has troubled him.

Seeing her standing there, Long Yang frowned, and finally said in a deep voice, "Come here."

Lu Liangwei had no choice but to walk over, "Is there something wrong with the emperor?"

Such a polite tone made Long Yang even more irritable.

His thin lips were pursed, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit on his lap, his strong arms tightly wrapped around her waist.

"You haven't explained to me what happened today." He reminded.

Lu Liang paused for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand to caress his face, "The emperor is blaming me for making my own decisions?" She was referring to Wanyan Luosang.

Long Yang didn't care about Wanyan Luosang's life or death, but when he heard that she had put herself in danger and induced Wanyan Luosang to assassinate her, he couldn't let it go.

Is this girl too courageous?

In case Wanyan Luosang hurts her...

His complexion became darker, he took her hand into his, and warned: "Lu Liangwei, don't risk yourself again in the future."

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

It's just the way he expresses it, but people can't think of it on this level.

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

Looking at the face of the girl who was close at hand, Long Yang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Is she too close?

The faint fragrance that belonged to her became clearer, and all of them rushed into his nose, disturbing his thoughts.

His breathing became somewhat erratic.

When he came back to his senses, he leaned back on the couch with one hand, and turned his head back a little.

Noticing his strangeness, a cunning flashed across Lu Liang's beautiful eyes.

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

He stepped back and she moved forward.

Seeing that her lips were about to be printed, Long Yang's breathing became chaotic, and he hurriedly pulled her arm off, with a straight face to hide his embarrassment, and reprimanded in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, you With this appearance, how can there be any dignity of a queen?"

Lu Liang made a slight movement.

Who was in the carriage touching her in the afternoon?

Her mouth is still a little swollen at the moment, whose masterpiece is it?

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

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

He was surprised at first, and then Jun blushed more and more, trying to reprimand her for being shameless, but the sweet and soft touch on his lips made him fascinated and fascinated, and he couldn't resist at all, and the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat.

A moment later, Long Yang was lying on the couch, his clothes were in a mess, and there was still a lack of love in his eyes, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The girl who caused trouble had already slipped away.