didn't know that his head had been written down by a certain emperor, and he still remembered the smile of the beauty.

At this time, Lu Liangwei suddenly hissed, turned her head and saw the man glaring at her unhappily, and his waist was tightly clamped by his iron-like hands.

Lu Liang was slightly stunned, he looked like a wife who caught a red apricot out of the wall.

Thinking about it, she chuckled, only to provoke even more displeased stares from the man.

"Lu, cool, micro!" The man leaned into her ear, his voice gritting teeth.

The man's moist breath brushed her ears, and she immediately felt a little itchy, for fear that he would make a more intimate move in front of everyone, Lu Liangwei's fingers under the table quietly pinched his thighs, and whispered comfortingly: "If you add ingredients to the wine, you will have a good show in a while." ”

The dragon martingale's body suddenly tensed.

Not because of her words, but because of her actions.

He looked into her eyes, and it was much deeper.

Lu Liangwei saw that he was quiet, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took the hand that held him around his waist, and took the opportunity to push it away.

The dragon martingale poured a glass of wine and drank it, so that he could suppress the restlessness caused by her.

After a while, the emperor of Yan and his concubines arrived, and all the courtiers and ladies of Yan got up to salute them.

However, Long Ying and Lu Liangwei, who were envoys of the Great Commerce, did not get up.

Emperor Yan walked in, saw it, and did not show a displeased expression.

He had already seen the dragon martingale a few days earlier.

For this person, he always had a feeling of being suppressed, and the other party was sent by the big businessman, so he turned a blind eye.

The Emperor of Yan is nearly sixty years old, and there are many concubines behind him, most of whom are young, and looking at his vague steps and loose body, it is clear that this Emperor of Yan has been hollowed out by wine.

In contrast, she felt more and more that the men around her were precious.

is also the emperor, Long Martingale is clean and self-conscious, and she is the only one in the huge harem, and she is only spoiled.

Her gaze swept over the concubines, a little sympathetic to them.

She also noticed that the youngest concubine among them was about her age.

Thinking about it, she felt that she was really lucky.

She looked sideways at the man beside her, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she couldn't help but put her hand in his palm and interlocked her fingers with him.

Long Ying noticed the fluctuation of her mood, and looked down at the hand she took the initiative to stuff, he vaguely understood something in his heart, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to take her into his arms and love her well.

He didn't envy the Emperor of Yan at all, but felt pitiful for him.

What about having so many beautiful flowers? Those women's minds are probably not on him.

He sometimes can't help but secretly rejoice.

I'm glad I met Weiwei.

With Weiwei, his life is enough.

The banquet soon began, and the first was the gift of the princes and princesses.

Lu Liangwei felt a little bored, and while eating, he looked at the Emperor of Yan on the throne.

It is said that when the first emperor of Yan died, he originally wanted to pass the throne to the orphan of the first prince, but the orphan of the first prince disappeared and could not be found, and there were no other heirs, so the throne finally fell into the hands of the current emperor.

This emperor is actually just a child of the clan, and he is a cousin of the first emperor of Yan State.

According to Long Ying, the first emperor made a will, if the orphan of the first prince can be found, now the emperor must follow the will and return the throne.