The dragon martingale glanced at the handkerchief she handed her, and instead of taking it, he bowed his head and leaned in front of her.

"Wipe it for me."

Lu Liang pinched the handkerchief in his hand slightly, and was about to raise his hand, but he hung it down again, and said slyly: "You are too tall, I can't reach it." ”

The dragon martingale had to bend down a little more and looked at her with a smile, "Is it enough now?" ”

Lu Liang rubbed his wrist slightly, and said with a smile: "My hands are sore, and I can't lift them." ”

Long Ying raised her eyebrows, now she finally understood, this girl clearly didn't want to help, and she was looking for a reason to shirk.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and suddenly one hand wrapped around her waist and lifted her up, while the other grabbed her hand with the handkerchief and placed it on his forehead.

"Is it enough now, and your hands won't be sore, right?"

Lu Liang didn't want to shirk it any longer, pursed his lips, wiped the sweat on his forehead with some reluctance, and at the end, he whispered: "Your Majesty, are you too weak, why do you sweat so much in such weather?" ”

Is he too weak?

No man would like to be told that his body is too weak, and Dragon Martingale is naturally no exception.

He looked at her angrily and funny, and was about to speak, but heard her say to herself: "If your body is too weak and you often break out in cold sweats, white fungus, jujubes, and wolfberries are good choices, otherwise you can drink some Chinese medicine." ”

After Lu Liangwei finished speaking, he pushed his arm, and said with some excitement: "The emperor let me down, I will go and prescribe a prescription for you to replenish your body, and let Lin Yuan give you the medicine and decoction, and you will be fine for ten days." ”

The face of the dragon martingale was a little dark, and the heat in his body instantly calmed down, and he was even a little cold.

He found that what Lu Liangwei sometimes said was really more effective than standing in this courtyard and blowing a cool breeze.

He hugged her without moving, his voice was faint, without any ups and downs, "You didn't diagnose my pulse, and you made such a conclusion, wouldn't it be too hasty?" ”

When Lu Liang heard this, he put his hand on his pulse as if he were kind, "I'll check your pulse now, in case I make a mistake, it's really not good." ”

Seeing her serious appearance, Long Ying's face softened, and let her toss.

After a moment, Lu Liang raised his head slightly and looked at him suspiciously, "Judging from your pulse, your body is well conditioned and there is no sign of weakness, but just now, you obviously sweated so much, and you look very weak." It's so weird! ”

Long Ying laughed angrily at her, "You want me to be weak so much? ”

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, with a straight face, "How could I hope like this?" In my heart, I hope that the emperor will have a healthy body and a long life. "As long as Long Ying is in good health and lives a long life, the scumbag prince of Long Chi will never be able to realize his ambition to be the emperor.

Long Ying smiled faintly and hugged her tighter, "Do you really think so?" Want me to live a long life? ”

Lu Liangwei nodded without the slightest hesitation, "Of course." ”

The dragon martingale put her down and looked at her with a deep gaze, "Well, for you, I will live a hundred years." ”

He was fifteen years younger, and he had to take care of his body so that he could guard her longer.

I didn't think I would have to live that long, but now......

He gazed tenderly at the girl in front of him.

She was still so young, so young, and so beautiful and lovely, if he was gone, she would ......

His breath faltered, and his heart suddenly ached.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to her when he went before her. </div>