Lu Liangwei noticed that his fingers moved, and he immediately jumped off the bed in fright.

She pulled down her messy hair and urged: "Your Majesty, hurry back to the palace, in case my father comes back, it will not be good." ”

"Hmm." Inside the bed tent, there was a slightly hoarse voice from the dragon martingale.

Lu Liangwei's heartbeat jumped inexplicably, and when he looked at it, through the gauze tent, he could only see some vague figures.

He seemed to sit up, but he didn't move.

Lu Liang was slightly suspicious, shook his fingers, and finally controlled the idea of brushing open the veil and urging him down.

She didn't dare to stay longer, so she hurriedly ran out.

The dragon martingale ran out as if she had run away, her eyes lowered, and she sighed almost inaudibly.

Weiwei didn't do anything, but just lying on the bed she slept on, her body was a little uncontrollable.

He never knew that his self-control was so bad, and he had almost lost control a few times today.

His appearance at this time is not suitable for going out.

Silently mobilize Bing Xinjue to suppress his impetuous emotions.

Lu Liangwei sat on the soft couch for a while, and then saw the dragon martingale come out of it.

The two looked at each other, and she avoided it a little evasively.

It was as if the two were still lying together, and there was a suffocating tension.

"I'm going back." The dragon martingale did not step forward and said in a low voice.

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "Oh." ”

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the robe on his body was a little messy, thought about it, got up and walked over, and helped him smooth the robe.

"Your robe is in disarray." She explained in a low voice.

"Hmm." Long Ying nodded, and when he left, he still didn't hold back, hugged her, and kissed her on the forehead before letting go of her.

"I'm going back." The dragon martingale looked down at her.

Lu Liang complained slightly, you should go quickly, I have already said it several times.

"The courtiers send off the emperor." Lu Liangwei gave him a slap salute.

Long Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, "What kind of gift is this?" ”

Lu Liang blinked slightly, "Shake the Pa Li." After a pause, he brazenly said, "I created my own." ”

Long Ying thought about it seriously and said, "It's pretty good-looking, let's show it to me again." ”

Lu Liangwei: "......"

She cleared her throat and said solemnly, "Little martingale, kneel down quickly." ”

"Martingale?" The dragon martingale phoenix's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Seeing this, Lu Liangwei hurriedly changed his words, "I'm always joking with you, you can go quickly." ”

"Are you old?" The sound is intimidating.

Lu Liangwei was about to cry, "Haven't I made a slip of the tongue?" ”

Long Ying sneered, "Mistake of mouth like this? ”

"You're the youngest, aren't you?" Lu Liang shook his arm slightly, coquettish.

Long Ying gasped and restrained, "Okay, I'll go back to the palace." ”

Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief and sent him out with a smile.

Seeing him fly up to the roof, he said in his heart, it's really hard to serve.

Just as he was about to return to the house, he heard a voice like thunder.

"Who dares to trespass into the Zhenguo Mansion, the archers are ready to shoot down the disciple of Nadeng!"

Hearing this voice, Lu Liang was slightly startled, and hurriedly ran to the yard, where he saw a figure sweeping down from the roof.

Seeing the person coming clearly, Lu Liang was slightly startled, and hurriedly greeted him, "Your Majesty, why are you ......."

Long Ying smiled slightly bitterly, "Ling Zun has arranged for archers to wait for me. Although with his skills, it was not difficult to avoid those archers, but Lu Hetian was obviously waiting for him, and if he left quietly, it would make Lu Hetian even more annoyed.