Seeing Zhao Gan's excited reaction, Lu Liang was slightly stunned before he reacted.

Long Yang is the emperor, and she suddenly asked to take the emperor's blood, and this kind of request, falling in their ears, is simply a great disrespect to the emperor.

What's more, taking blood can cut the skin.

In normal times, in front of the emperor, except for his close guards and the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, no one was allowed to wear a sword, just in case someone wanted to assassinate the emperor.

If she rashly proposed to take blood, Zhao Gan would react like that, and even the eyes that looked at her changed.

She raised her eyes and looked at the emperor, and saw that he did not show anger, so she breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "The courtiers just want to check through the blood to see what kind of poison you have, and the courtiers can prescribe the right medicine." ”

When Zhao Qian heard this, he frowned, feeling that this Miss Lu Er was really a little pampered and arrogant.

She obviously relied on her master's attitude to treat her differently from others, so she had no scruples.

Lin Yuan has been treating her master for so many years, and she has never made such excessive requests, she is a girl, but she dares to be so presumptuous.

He was about to scold her, but when he saw his master, he didn't have any anger at all.

"How much do you want?" Unexpectedly, the tone of the dragon martingale was extraordinarily gentle.

"Not much, probably enough for one cup like this." Lu Liangwei picked up the small porcelain cup on the table and gestured.

Zhao Gan's eyes widened, how much blood does the master have to shed for such a cup?

was about to reprimand her, but heard the master order: "Zhao Gan, take the dagger." ”

"Master......" Zhao Gan wanted to stop it, but Long Ying's eyes swept over, and when it came to his mouth, he immediately swallowed back, "Yes." ”

Soon, Zhao Qian presented a dagger in front of Long Ying.

Long Ying took it over, and saw that Lu Liangwei was there, and pursed his thin lips, "Lu Liangwei, don't you want to continue?" ”

Lu Liangwei took the cup and stepped forward as he said.

The knife fell, and the dragon martingale slashed at his palm very simply.

"Master!" Zhao Qian exclaimed, his already white face became even whiter.

The dragon martingale ignored him, and the palm that was cut by the knife immediately flowed out of the bright red blood.

Lu Liangwei hurriedly used the cup to catch the dripping blood.

She glanced at the Emperor secretly, but unexpectedly crashed into his dark and deep eyes.

Those eyes were inscrutable, and there was a hint of scrutiny at this time.

She was startled and immediately lowered her gaze.

Thinking of the name he had just called, I thought, isn't he angry?

In the past, he always called her Miss Lu Er......

When the blood was almost filled, she took out a bottle of medicinal powder from her purse, sprinkled it on his wound, and then took a clean handkerchief and tied it to his hand.

Her series of movements are done naturally and coherently.

The dragon martingale looked at the wrapped palm, and an imperceptible faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't expect Miss Lu Er to carry these things with her."

Lu Liangwei was packing up the medicine bottle, and when she heard the words, a sense of annoyance flashed on her beautiful little face, and she hurriedly grabbed Long Ying's hand and untied the veil.

"The courtiers are overstepping, let's let Lin Yuan be bandaging you."

The soft little hand suddenly covered the back of the hand, making the dragon martingale stunned.

He lowered his eyes.

The girl's white and slender fingers, supported on the back of his hand, looked strangely small.

He never knew that the woman's hand was so soft and small, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

But soon, he came to his senses and gently avoided her movements.