Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 573: She Never Knew That The Emperor Was So Vain

The girl breathed softly as she slept in his arms, but the rising temperature of his body kept Long Yang from falling asleep.

A rueful smile spread across his face.

He had totally asked for it.

The girl could sleep at ease, but he, on the other hand…

The next day.

The first thing that Long Yang did after waking up was to check the rashes on Lu Liangwei’s body.

Seeing that the rashes on her body had yet to fade, he could not help feeling a little worried.

He had just begun adjusting her clothes when Lu Liangwei woke up.

She peered at him through half-opened eyes. “Are you going to court, Your Majesty?”

“Yes,” Long Yang replied, leaning closer to kiss her on the forehead. He touched her face and said in a low, gentle voice, “It’s still early. You can sleep a bit longer.”

Lu Liangwei gripped the front of his shirt and shook her head. “I’ve slept enough. I’ll help you get dressed.” As she spoke, she made to get up.

Long Yang held her down by the shoulders and looked at her fondly. “No need for that, I can get dressed myself. You get some more sleep. Be a good girl, won’t you?”

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei could only let it go. She laid back down, looked at him, and nodded. “Alright.”

Long Yang stroked her head before leaving the bed.

Lu Liangwei was lying on her stomach at the edge of the bed, watching him freshen up and put on his court robes.

After cleaning himself, Long Yang walked back over and gazed at her with a smile. “Get some more sleep. I’ll come back earlier and have breakfast with you.”

Although Long Yang was still acting very gentle, he exuded a solemn and intimidating air now that he had changed into his court robes.

That intimidating air seemed to be innate, and could make people instinctively surrender to it.

Although it was not the first time that Lu Liangwei had seen him in court robes, she still could not help feeling overwhelmed by his aura, and she stared at him in a daze.

Long Yang saw her staring at himself blankly, and a smile crossed his eyes. “What’s the matter?”

Recovering her senses, Lu Liangwei looked at him with shimmering eyes, shook her head, and said, “It’s nothing. I just thought that you look so solemn in court robes, Your Majesty.”

Hearing this, Long Yang raised an eyebrow and said teasingly, “And here I was thinking that you were dazzled by me, but it turns out that you were intimidated.”

Lu Liangwei, “…”

She never knew that the Emperor was so vain!

“All right, go to sleep. I’m going to court.”

Lu Liangwei nodded. “Okay.”

Long Yang smiled, then turned and left the bedchamber.

The moment he stepped out of the room, the warmth on his face immediately disappeared and was replaced by a dignified and formidable expression. With Zhao Qian and Chu Qi following him, he made his way to the meeting hall.

Lu Liangwei lay on the bed for a while. She was no longer sleepy, probably because she had slept rather well last night. Remembering what Long Yang had said before leaving, she decided to get up.

She wanted to cook breakfast herself, but there were imperial chefs in the palace, and all of them were easily better than her, so she gave up the idea.

Noticing her boredom, Chu Jiu suggested, “Why don’t we play badminton?”

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei looked at her in surprise. “Did you bring rackets into the palace?”

Chu Jiu shook her head. “I didn’t, but Zhu Yu did.”

She had just uttered the words when Zhu Yu came in, bringing a badminton racket and presenting it to Lu Liangwei as if it were a treasure. “Miss, look at how thoughtful I am. I was worried that you’d get bored in the palace, so I snuck some rackets into the luggage and brought them in on your wedding day. It’s perfect for relieving your boredom right now.”

Lu Liangwei accepted it and nodded. “Yes, you’re very thoughtful indeed. I’ll reward you handsomely shortly.”

“Thank you in advance, Miss,” Zhu Yu said in delight.

Lu Liangwei was amused. “I think you’re intentionally trying to get a reward.”