Chapter 260 Unfamiliar Numbness

"Yeah." Lu Liang responded slightly and looked up at him.

Xu Shicai's relationship with the court, his hair is tied on the top of his head with a golden crown, the whole person looks more stern and majestic.

It's just that when his dark eyes looked over, there were emotions that people couldn't understand.

Lu Liang was slightly palpitated.

"Are you tired?" Long Yang naturally stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, and gently rubbed her delicate fingers with his calloused fingers.

The unfamiliar numbness made Lu Liang slightly uncomfortable.

His expression couldn't be more serious, but his actions were ambiguous that made people blush and heartbeat.

She glanced at him, drew her hand back, saw his eyes narrowed, and had no choice but to stretch out her hand and explain, "I just pulled out the herb and got on the soil."

The implication was that she was worried about getting his hand dirty, so she pulled it back, not to refuse him to hold her hand.

Long Yang's eyes fell on her fair little hand. Seeing that it was actually stained with mud, he paused and looked at her with black eyes, "Well, then I'll take you to wash your hands." He took her hand and walked towards the stream beside him.

Looking at the suddenly domineering man, Lu Liangwei didn't dare to say any more words of rejection.

Walking to the stream, he hugged her shoulders, squatted down together, then grabbed her hand and put it into the stream, rubbing her long fingers gently.

The stream was very cool, but Lu Liangwei's face suddenly flushed red.

She moved her fingers, trying to break free from him, but taught him to hold it tighter.

"Don't move, it'll be fine in a while." Long Yang said warmly, his tone a bit like coaxing a child.

Lu Liang lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

Long Yang looked at the little hand he put into the stream, each knuckle, symmetrical and slender, like an onion tube, tender and beautiful.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and his long fingers stroked the back of her hand. When she looked over, he pulled her hand out of the water, then took out the handkerchief and carefully dried her hand.

Lu Liangwei felt a strange and complicated feeling in his heart.

His movements were so careful and cherished, as if her hands were some kind of treasure.

She pursed her lower lip and tilted her head to look at him.

At this moment, he lowered his head, his thick and slender eyelashes drooped down, gently covering his eyelids, his expression was focused and meticulous, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the smell was a little less sharp, but he actually felt a little gentle.

Looking at Long Yang like this, Lu Liangwei suddenly felt a little anxious.

He is the emperor, majestic and noble, with the palm of his hand, life and death can be seized, but at this time he puts down his body and does such trivial things as wiping her hands for her.

Lu Liang's eyes drooped slightly, and he couldn't help but wonder, is he so gentle and thoughtful with other women on weekdays?

Thinking of the women in his harem, she frowned and drew back her hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." She said lightly.

Long Yang's hands were empty, seeing her brows and eyes drooping, her little face showing a serious expression, she didn't feel a little funny.

He reached out and raised her chin, his deep and unfathomable eyes, as if he wanted to look into her heart.

"You will soon be my queen. It is right to take care of you."

Saying that, he moved his fingers and touched the top of her head.

Lu Liang slightly flicked his hand away and said softly, "But not yet." Therefore, even if you are an emperor, you shouldn't go against the rules.

Lu Liangwei admitted that what he said was euphemistic, but revealed the meaning of the expression.

But when Long Yang heard this, not only did he not get angry, but a smile swayed lightly at the corner of his mouth, dispelling the majesty and coldness on his face.