Chapter 1222 I Don't Believe that Long Yang Is Drunk

Lu Liang slightly touched his wet forehead, buried his face in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I really like you."

"Well, I know." Long Yang put his arms around her back, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Seeing that his tone was so flat, Lu Liang could not help but pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied, "That's it?" Did you say anything else?

Long Yang paused and looked at her with a smile, "I thought I had expressed it clearly enough."

Hearing this, Lu Liang couldn't help but feel relieved.

For someone like the emperor, it would be difficult for him to say such blatant words as love.

However, she knew exactly what his intentions were, and he didn't have to say it.

At this time, Chu Jiu stood at the gate of the courtyard and reported from a distance, "Niangniang, the people in the kitchen have already handled the chicken feet according to your instructions."

Hearing this, Lu Liang quickly pushed Long Yang away, "Okay, I'll be right here."

"Phoenix paws?" Long Yang didn't know why.

Lu Liang shook his hand slightly and smiled sweetly, "You'll know at night." After that, he hurried out.

In the evening, Lu Liangwei had someone set up a table in the courtyard and called Long Xuan and others over.

Considering that several people can drink, they prepared two more jars of wine.

As soon as several people stepped into the yard, they smelled the strong fragrance. When they approached the table, they found that the table was full of dishes made of chicken feet.

"Aunt Huang, what kind of dishes are you cooking?" Long Xuan asked with a smile.

Lu Liangwei introduced all the dishes on the table, "This is steamed chicken feet in soy sauce, this is wolfberry and cabbage chicken feet soup, this is wine lees chicken feet, this is stewed chicken feet..."

Several people were surprised to hear it, only to find out today that the mere chicken feet can make so many dishes, and just smelling the fragrance makes the index finger move.

"Sit down." After Lu Liangwei introduced the names of the dishes, he took the bowl and first filled Long Yang with a bowl of Goji cabbage and chicken feet soup, and then another bowl for Youyou.

Then, she sat down beside Long Yang, saw him take a sip of soup, and immediately asked, "How does it taste, is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Long Yang put down the bowl and looked at her with a smile.

Lu Liang was a little satisfied when he heard the words.

Everyone happily ate a feast of chicken feet together.

During the banquet, in addition to Lu Liangwei, Chu Jiu, and Bei Tangyou, who did not drink, the others all drank.

Different from sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus, Lu Liangwei prepared the daughter red, which is strong in nature and mellow in taste, which is just right for people who are good at wine.

The three jars of wine were consumed not long afterward.

Lu Liangwei was stunned, seeing that Long Xuan and the old beggar were drinking so much, he couldn't help but not understand.

"Is this wine so good?" she muttered secretly.

After the banquet was over, everyone went back to their houses.

Lu Liang slightly helped Long Yang, who was a little drunk, into the room.

To be honest, she didn't quite believe that the emperor was drunk.

Because the emperor's drinking capacity is unfathomable, and even her mother's good drinking capacity can't handle him.

It's just that the ends of his eyes are red and fiery, and he looks a little drunk.

She could only help him to the couch, then got up and twisted a handkerchief to wipe his face.

After wiping, looking at the man with his eyes closed, she couldn't help but leaned closer to look at him.

From a close look, the emperor's skin is really good, without a trace of blemishes, even better than a woman's skin.

Going out with such a face, no one can guess that he has actually passed his thirties.

She couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face.

After pinching, he became more daring when he found that he was not moving.