Chapter 211 Am I Very Old?

The old lady's eyes became brighter as she spoke, "This is a good idea. When the grandfather and the prince come back, you will invite them over. I have to discuss it with them."

Lu Liangwei, who was refining fake death medicine in Weixi Garden, sneezed inexplicably.

Zhuyu nervously took a cloak and stepped forward, "Miss, are you catching a cold? Put it on quickly."

Lu Liang shook his head slightly and refused, "No, no, I'm not cold."

But Zhuyu didn't listen to her, and threw the cloak in her hand over her shoulders.

Lu Liangwei had to go with her, but was startled when he saw the color of the cloak.

Isn't this the cloak of Long Yang?

Last night, when he came, she forgot to return it to him again.

After thinking about it, she tore off the cloak and gave it to Zhuyu, "You don't need this cloak, put it away first."

Zhuyu reached out and took it, and then she saw the style of the cloak clearly, and said in surprise, "Why is this cloak for men?"

Lu Liang said calmly and calmly, "It's my brother's."

"Oh." Zhuyu didn't doubt that she had it, went down with the cloak, and then took another one back.

...

Royal Palace.

Long Yang was reviewing the memorials in the imperial study when Zhao Gan walked in with a strange expression.

"Master, Shizi Lu said that Miss Lu Er asked him to return it."

Long Yang's action of reviewing, paused, and looked up at him.

When he saw the cloak in his hand, he frowned.

Zhao Gan didn't notice the strangeness of his master, and said strangely: "When did Miss Lu wear this cloak, why don't I know at all?"

Saying that, he shook his cloak.

"Snapped!"

Something fell to the ground from inside.

Zhao Gan leaned over to pick it up, just about to look at it, his hand was empty, and he had already taught Long Yang to take it.

Zhao Gan glanced at his face, feeling a little uneasy, "Master?"

Long Yang put the dagger in his arms, and after a long while, he said, "Is I very old?"

What?

Zhao Gan thought he had heard it wrong.

It took a long time for him to react, and he looked at his master's handsome face in surprise.

The master is so old, why do you suddenly ask such a thing?

Moreover, there was a bit of condescension in his tone.

Zhao Qian was shocked.

Long Yang glanced over, and he immediately shook his head. If he was flattering, he would pour out without money. "How can the master be old? The master is young and promising, handsome, splendid, and the trees are in the wind..."

When he came back to his senses, there was no shadow of the master in the study.

Zhao Gan was puzzled, why didn't the master wait for him to finish his words?

Long Yang went to the imperial garden alone.

The weather is very good today. In the imperial garden, hundreds of flowers are blooming and colorful butterflies are flying.

He walked to the rockery and looked far into the distance.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

With the sound of a happy voice, Long Yang's loose thoughts were pulled back.

"Chen and concubine greet the emperor."

Looking towards the source of the sound, Long Yang saw a woman in palace costume standing under the rockery.

The person who came was Concubine Hui. She was bored in her own palace, so she went for a walk in the imperial garden, but she did not expect that she would meet the emperor.

She raised her beautiful eyes slightly, looking shyly at the emperor standing on the rockery.

Although she tried her best to hide, the love in her beautiful eyes could not be concealed at all.

Long Yang paused, "No gift."

Only then did Concubine Hui straighten up, and after thinking about it, she dared to go up the rockery.

Seeing that the emperor did not reject her approach, she felt a secret happiness in her heart.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing that the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, the smile on the corner of her mouth spread.