Chapter 482: You Act Like A Drunkard When You Drink Too Much, Your Majesty

Chapter 482: You Act Like A Drunkard When You Drink Too Much, Your Majesty

Long Yang approached her and pressed her against a tree. He smiled while looking at her. “What did I do on purpose?”

Lu Liangwei snorted softly. “You know very well what you did, there’s no need for pretense!”

She was not some little girl. It was easy for her to see through his tricks.

The Grand Princess had obviously tricked her and lured her here under his instructions.

The real reason for this was to create an opportunity for His Majesty to see Lu Liangwei, and was not for asking about Zhi’er’s condition.

Long Yang held her chin and lowered his head, kissing her gently on the lips. He said huskily, “It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other. I’ve missed you.”

Lu Liangwei’s heart skipped a beat and her entire body stiffened.

It took her quite a while before managing to stutter the words, “We’ll be married in another few more days…”

They would be able to see each other every day after getting married. What was there to miss?

“Weiwei…” Long Yang suddenly grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him. He was restraining the yearning in his voice.

Lu Liangwei was a little scared by his actions and created a barrier between them with her petite hands. “Your Majesty, please calm your royal self down.”

Her eyebrows furrowed after saying this. She sniffed him and looked at him in astonishment. “Were you drinking?”

Long Yang lowered his eyes to look at her. “Yes, a little.”

She had just used the words ‘your royal self’. Was she reminding him of his status as a senior?

Long Yang gave a small bitter smile.

“Alcohol harms your health. You should drink less,” Lu Liangwei lectured him with a stern look on her face.

“Ho,” Long Yang gave a low laugh as he brushed her cheek with his slightly calloused fingers.

“Second Miss Lu does look pretty adorable when she’s lecturing others.”

Lu Liangwei’s body trembled slightly at his touch. She glared at him when she heard his words. “You act like a drunkard when you drink too much, Your Majesty. It’s not a good thing at all.”

Long Yang was taken aback. He immediately carried her in his arms. “Do you really think I’m drunk?”

Lu Liangwei was suddenly carried up and she clung onto him around the neck, trembling slightly. “Aren’t you?”

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“I’m not such a lightweight when it comes to alcohol.”

“But you just said to the Prince of Xiangyang…”

“That’s because I didn’t want to continue drinking with him. Once he starts drinking, he goes crazy. If I had gotten drunk because of him, I wouldn’t be able to see my Weiwei.”

My Weiwei…

A shade of red appeared on Lu Liangwei’s face. It made her look extremely beautiful.

She privately thought sarcastically, ‘His Majesty really does not have any restraint to be spouting random nonsense.’

Although, from the way he acted, was he really not drunk?

She was a little doubtful.

However, before she could prove anything, she was once again pushed against the tree. Long Yang’s scent swept over her and immediately took over all of her senses.

Lu Liangwei did not drink, but she felt like she was getting intoxicated.

Her cheeks were red and she was feeling giddy.

It took a while standing in the cold wind for her to calm herself down.

“Your Majesty, I need to return before my father comes looking for me,” Lu Liangwei was a little afraid to look straight into his eyes. Her fingers unconsciously coiled around his sleeve. She felt quite embarrassed.

“I’ll walk you back,” Long Yang lowered his eyes to look at her.

“There’s no need to,” Lu Liangwei quickly rejected his offer.

Long Yang’s eyes narrowed.

Lu Liangwei lowered her head and explained in a quiet voice. “I’ve yet to be married to Your Majesty. Being alone together like this would only be cause for gossip.”

Long Yang did not say anymore as he lifted his hand to tidy up her tousled-up hair accessories and dress.

He had acted too anxiously.

“Return on your own, then,” he said softly.

“Alright,” Lu Liangwei nodded. She reached out to help him tidy up as well she saw that his robe was also in a messy state.

Long Yang grabbed her hand. “If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to leave at all.”

Lu Liangwei’s face burned. She gave him a quick glance and turned to run.

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