When Lu Hetian saw his frame, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Is the emperor determined not to leave?

"Speaking of which, the age of the minister is not as old as the emperor, the emperor has all the opportunities every day, and there are unfinished government affairs every day, but don't rely on being a few years younger than the minister, so you can squander it wantonly."

Long Yingjun's face was a little dark, but he didn't get angry, but sighed and said: "What Zhenguo Gong said is that I will take good care of my body, in order to be able to accompany Weiwei for a few more years." It's the Duke of Zhenguo, the Duchess of Guo has been dead for many years, and she is still alone, I look very distressed, why don't I marry you? ”

Lu Hetian choked on a mouthful of old blood in his throat, the dog emperor is addicted to marriage?

"The emperor's good intentions, the minister's heart has understood, after so many years, the minister has long been used to it." paused, "Weiwei's mother is not by the minister's side, but she is still in the minister's heart, and the minister's heart for her is unswerving." ”

When Long Ying heard this, he heard the implied meaning of his words, and said: "A girl who is so good is Weiwei, I will definitely not disappoint her, please rest assured that Zhenguo Gong is here." ”

Lu Hetian copied the teapot he put aside, poured himself a cup, and then sighed and said, "She looks like her mother slightly, and her personality is probably similar." Her mother is a character who would rather be broken than broken, and she can't rub sand in her eyes, and once she twists it up, the nine cows can't pull it back. ”

As he spoke, he drank all the flower tea in the cup.

Obviously his mouth was full of fragrance, but he drank a bitter taste.

The dragon martingale did not speak.

Lu Hetian's words had the meaning of beating him, and at the same time reminded him not to make mistakes, otherwise Weiwei would be like her mother, preferring to be broken jade rather than a complete tile.

Looking at the person sitting there drinking the flower tea as wine, Long Ying suddenly felt a little sympathetic to this future father-in-law.

"Dad, Your Majesty, what are you doing on the roof?"

At this moment, Lu Liangwei appeared in the courtyard, looking up at the two men on the roof, with a somewhat strange expression.

Chu Jiu told her that the emperor would come to her at night, but after dinner, she had been waiting in the house, but she never saw the emperor.

When she came out to take a look, she realized that the emperor was sitting on the roof with her father.

Looking at the girl who suddenly appeared in the courtyard, a smile flashed in Long Ying's deep eyes, and she finally came out.

Seeing his daughter in the yard, Lu Hetian hurriedly wiped his face before saying, "We are admiring the moon." ”

"I'm talking to my future father-in-law."

The two spoke at the same time, and after finishing speaking, they also glanced at each other, and immediately turned their eyes to look at Lu Liangwei.

Lu Liangwei stood in the courtyard, heard what the two said, and couldn't help laughing.

The emperor and his father are lying.

Is the emperor a person who can talk to people?

Dad couldn't have run to the roof to see the moon.

But just now, they didn't fight, did they?

"You Yaxing are so good, you all ran to the roof to talk and look at the moon." Lu Liangwei felt like a mirror in his heart, but he didn't break it.

Looking at the smiling girl in the yard, Long Marting's heartstrings moved, and he flew off the roof, habitually reaching out his hand, wanting to hold her hand.

Lu Hetian, who had been staring at the two of them, saw this, and hurriedly flew down, squeezing into the middle of the two, separating the two from each other.

The hand of the dragon martingale was missed.

Lu Liang blinked slightly, and cunning flashed in his eyes.

Lu Hetian glanced at Long Ying, in front of him, a father, he dared to do something to his daughter, when he was dead?

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, let's escort you back to the palace."

Long Ying didn't seem to hear what he said, so he handed the food box in his hand to Lu Liangwei, and said softly: "It's all small snacks made in the imperial dining room, and it's still hot, you hurry up and eat it." ”

Lu Liang swallowed his saliva when he heard this, but when he noticed the fierce gaze from his father next to him, he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

To answer, or not to answer?