Chapter 230: Can the Emperor Just Take a Girl's Hand?
Lu Liangwei couldn't keep up with his thinking a little.
Why did you suddenly think of going fishing?
Can she refuse?
"Your Majesty, are you okay with the injury on your hand?" She reminded vaguely. My hands are all injured, what kind of fish are I catching?
Long Ying glanced at the bandaged left hand, and shook the right hand holding her hand indifferently, "Isn't this hand okay?" ”
Lu Liangwei: "......"
Looking at the hand being held, her fingers stiffened.
He seemed to be getting used to shaking his own hand.
Can the emperor just take a girl's hand casually?
Lu Liang secretly slandered.
Long Ying saw that she lowered her eyebrows and looked good, but between her eyebrows and eyes, her impatience was actually exposed.
The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but he didn't pay attention to it.
Because, even though this girl sometimes behaves mature and smart, she is still just a child after all.
And he is still a baby who has been held in the palm of his hand by his family and has never been angry.
She must have been very aggrieved at this time, but he was reluctant to let her go like this, so he could only wronged Miss Lu Er.
Hearing that the emperor was going to fish, Zhao Qian immediately asked people to prepare fishing gear.
When he arrived at the lake in the back mountain, Long Ying let go of Lu Liangwei's hand.
Zhao Qian had already brought a small stool for Lu Liang to sit on.
Lu Liang glanced at the cushions on the small stool, and sat down on the small stool.
The dragon martingale had already made the fishing rod and looked back at her, "Do you want to fish?" ”
Lu Liangwei doesn't like fishing, and fishing requires great patience, let her sit here and fish, she might as well go to the mountains to see if she can dig up herbs.
She shook her head, "No, the emperor just fishes." ”
The dragon martingale did not force her, and after throwing the fishing line into the water, he sat still.
Lu Liang sat slightly bored for a while, and couldn't help but yawn.
Zhao Qian was very considerate and sent a bunch of dried fruit snacks.
Lu Liang was a little sleepy, she was worried that she would fall asleep, so she grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate and ate them leisurely.
Seeing that Long Ying didn't look at this, she gradually relaxed, and the speed of eating melon seeds became faster and faster, and the skin of melon seeds was spit in the grass by her without any pressure, so she should fertilize the grass.
She ate happily alone, not noticing at all, when the dragon martingale suddenly turned around, and when she saw what she was doing, she smiled slightly.
He had never seen anyone eat melon seeds so fast.
The melon seed skin spit out of her red and bright little mouth, which did not look rude at all, but made people feel very cute.
Today's sun is not scorching, and the sun shines on people, making people a little drowsy.
Lu Liang rubbed his eyes slightly, feeling really sleepy, looked up at the man sitting in front of him, paused, she took a nap, he shouldn't find out, right?!
She put down the melon seeds in her hand, leaned back against the tree pole, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and planned to squint for a while.
However, with this squint, she fell asleep.
The breeze was soft, the sun was warm, and she fell asleep, and she really fell asleep.
The dragon martingale noticed that there was no movement behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the girl had fallen asleep against the tree pole.
When Zhao Qian saw him get up, he hurriedly took people and retreated with interest.
Long Ying walked up to Lu Liangwei, took off his robe, and leaned over her.
He stood and watched her for a moment before walking back to fishing.
Lu Liangwei didn't sleep for too long, she was woken up by the dragon martingale.
She stared blankly at him for a moment with her loose eyes open, before she realized where it was.
Long Ying looked at her confused appearance and smiled, "It's going to be uncomfortable for you to fall asleep like this." ”
Lu Liang nodded slightly, because she was already feeling uncomfortable.
His back was uncomfortable with the tree poles, and his legs were numb.
She was about to get up when she saw the robe she was wearing.
She paused, picked it up and handed it to him, "Your Majesty, thank you for your clothes." ”</div>