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Lu Tingchen was stunned, and then secretly smiled bitterly, the emperor will soon become his brother-in-law, he felt a little awkward and uncomfortable, and during this time, he also deliberately avoided the emperor.

"Tingchen understands." Lu Tingchen bowed his head, lifted his robe, and sat down opposite him.

Zhao Qian quickly arranged to come back, knowing that the master was playing chess with Lu Tingchen, and also prepared tea and snacks.

Long Ying habitually picked up the teacup in his hand, brought it to his lips, and was about to drink it, when he suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly put it down, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Qian coldly.

"You forgot what Miss Lu Er said?"

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to realize what the master meant.

He broke out in a cold sweat, "The slave forgot about it, and asked the master to forgive him." ”

Long Ying said lightly: "Come in with a new cup of flower tea." ”

Lu Tingchen's white son, which was about to fall, stopped in mid-air, raised his head, and looked at the emperor in disbelief.

He knew that the emperor liked to drink tea, but he actually asked Zhao Qian to change it to flower tea, and besides, he also mentioned Weiwei just now, did Weiwei do something?

He couldn't help but think of the osmanthus tea that he had slightly asked him to drink last night.

I couldn't help but shudder.

"Cold?" The dragon martingale noticed it and asked.

Lu Tingchen came back to his senses and quickly shook his head, "No." "The white child fell.

After a while, Zhao Qian really brought in a cup of freshly brewed flower tea and put it in Long Ying's hand.

Immediately, a fragrance of osmanthus flowers spread.

Lu Tingchen: "......"

The dragon martingale picked it up, and was just about to drink it, but his brows furrowed, and he put it down again.

When Lu Tingchen saw it, he couldn't help but ask: "Why doesn't the emperor drink it, but is there anything wrong with the flower tea?" ”

The dragon martingale shook his head, "It's okay." ”

Lu Tingchen glanced at the flower tea in his hand, although it smelled good, he really didn't dare to compliment.

In his opinion, drinking flower tea is something that women like to do, and a man holds flower tea all day long, which is terrifying to think about.

The emperor must think the same way, right?!

"The minister doesn't like to drink flower tea...... thinking of last night, he said a little helplessly, "The minister likes to drink it very much, and last night the minister had to drink a cup at her place." ”

When the dragon martingale heard this, the sunspot that was about to fall in his hand stopped and raised his eyes to look at him.

Lu Tingchen noticed it, and his back suddenly sat straighter.

After a long time, Long Ying retracted his gaze and said casually: "You have a good relationship with Weiwei. ”

When Lu Tingchen heard this, his handsome face softened, "She is the only sister." ”

The dragon martingale didn't speak, the sunspot in his hand fell, and the chess style, which was originally peaceful, instantly surged and overflowed.

Seeing this, Lu Tingchen didn't dare to talk anymore and was distracted, and devoted himself to the chess game.

After the end of the first game, Long Ying suddenly said: "Go to Tianzhu Mountain slightly, how long will it take to come back?" ”

When Lu Tingchen heard this, his heart suddenly burst into mind, and he remembered what his grandmother said last time.

Grandmother deliberately took Weiwei away, just to avoid letting the emperor meet Weiwei.

"It was my grandmother's impromptu idea, and the minister didn't know very well."

Long Ying knew that he was lying, and he didn't break him, but said: "You are not too young, and you are a close minister by my side, I will ask the Ministry of Rites to choose a woman with both ability and integrity in each family to marry......"

"Your Majesty, the minister remembered, my grandmother said that it would take about two months, and she should return at the end of July, but maybe, because my grandmother was born in early July, her old man is seventy years old this year, and my father's intention is to do it in a big way. I'm probably back at the end of June. Lu Tingchen quickly interrupted the emperor's words.