“…… You be careful, be careful of the child in my belly. Lu Liang reminded with a slight tremble.

All of the dragon martingale's sanity crumbled when he touched her, but even so, he still thought about the child in her belly, and his movements were deliberately lighter.

Lu Liangwei saw that there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he thought that he had endured it to the extreme.

But at times like these, he also knew that he couldn't put the weight all over her, but put his arms at her sides.

When the love was at its extreme, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her lips.

……

Afterwards, Lu Liang fell asleep slightly, and he had no memory of the follow-up.

But vaguely knew that he was not having fun.

Looking at the sleeping girl, the dragon martingale's long and thick eyelashes blinked, and her slender fingers lingered on her thin white face.

Thinking of what had just happened, he sighed with some regret.

If it weren't for the child in her belly, he would ......

After a pause, he turned his head to look at the girl's sleeping face, and finally reached out and carefully took her into his arms.

Lu Liang, who was asleep, was slightly aware, and his head rubbed against his Yuehun mouth, with a gloomy face.

The dragon martingale was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth were raised, and a trace of pampering crossed his eyes.

Following.

When Lu Liangwei woke up, he didn't see the dragon martingale as usual.

In the evening, she thought that Long Martingale would still come, but she waited and waited, only waiting for Zhao Qian.

"Mother, the master asked the servant to come and talk to you, he won't come tonight, let you rest early."

Lu Liang was slightly surprised.

She thought that after last night's incident, the relationship between the two had at least improved, and it was no longer as strange as it had been a few days ago.

Since he touched her, he should have accepted her existence.

Unexpectedly, she thought too much.

Still, she wasn't upset.

She knew more or less what he was thinking.

However, the emperor is really awkward.

They are husbands, and it is normal for them to sleep together, but he probably doesn't think like that.

Forget it, let's go with the flow, she can't push him too hard, otherwise I'm afraid it will backfire.

Zhao Qian was a little worried that she would think too much, so he specially explained, "I will sign an alliance with Danju tomorrow, and the master still has many things to deal with, so I will rest directly in the imperial study tonight." ”

Lu Liangwei knew his kindness, and when he heard this, his face softened, "Thank you Manager Zhao for informing me, I know, you also persuade the emperor to let him pay attention to the dragon body and rest early." ”

"The slave must bring the mother's words." Zhao Qian assured.

Lu Liang smiled, but he didn't care too much, the emperor wouldn't listen to her at all now.

The Imperial Study.

Tonight, the dragon martingale did rest directly in the imperial study, but it was not for the sake of Danju.

When Zhao Qian came in, he was holding a book in his hand and reading, but no one knew whether he had read it or not.

"Master, it's not early, Niang Niang said, let you rest early." Zhao Qian said respectfully.

Long Ying stared at the book and asked casually, "Has the queen rested?" ”

Zhao Gan's eyes flickered, and he said: "When the slave passed, Niangniang hadn't slept yet, and seemed to be waiting for you, master." ”

Long Ying's brows furrowed, "You didn't tell her that I won't be there tonight?" ”

"I said it, but the mother seemed to be very disappointed and a little unhappy." Zhao Qian hung his head, opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Long Ying's eyebrows moved slightly, "She's disappointed?" ”

"Yes, I thought you would pass, but I was sad to hear that you didn't go." Zhao Qian spared no effort to make up nonsense.

When Long Ying heard this, he couldn't sit still, but when he thought of something, he pressed it again, "Did you tell the queen that I am very busy tonight, but I will definitely pass tomorrow night." ”

Zhao Gan had a bitter face, "The slave only said that the master was busy tonight, but he didn't know ......"

Long Martingale frowned, "Then you go over and say it now." ”

Zhao Qian: "......"

How did he feel like he had dug a hole for himself?

His original intention was to coax his master over.