Chapter 53 Was the Emperor Intentional?
When Zhao Gan heard the words, he was a little stunned, but it was only a moment before he reacted.
Just as he was about to step down the jade steps to pick up the ceramic bowl in Lu Liangwei's hand, he heard the master say in a low voice, "Let Second Miss Lu bring it up."
Zhao Qian stopped immediately.
Hearing the emperor's words, Lu Liangwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The bowl of noodles she cooked was not ordinary longevity noodles.
She added some medicinal herbs to the noodle soup, which was quite beneficial to the emperor's hidden illness. At least, it could temporarily relieve his pain and control his condition.
She held the noodle bowl steadily, went up the jade steps, and presented the noodle bowl to the royal table.
When he got closer, Lu Liangwei realized that Long Yang's complexion was very pale, and there were even fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
It was still March weather at this time, and the night was still a little cold. The emperor's appearance was probably tormented by illness.
But he is obviously uncomfortable, but his sitting posture is still dignified and majestic, so that no one can see the clue.
Lu Liangwei really admired him.
He is so ill, and he can still maintain such a posture, which shows how strong his perseverance is.
At this time, Long Yang gave her a cold look.
Lu Liang was slightly startled, and immediately lowered his eyes.
Although the emperor only glanced at it lightly, it made her feel a huge pressure inexplicably.
Fortunately, the emperor's eyes quickly turned away.
She breathed a sigh of relief and saw that the emperor's eyes fell on the soup bowl on the table.
Long Yang stared at the soup bowl in front of him and did not move for a long time.
Inside was a bowl of ordinary longevity noodles, and even some chopped green onion was sprinkled on the surface, but this ordinary bowl of longevity noodles actually made his body, which was still uncomfortable just now, much more comfortable.
What exactly did Lu Liangwei put in it?
Seeing that he hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, Lu Liang thought of something, took a plate on his own accord, took some noodles from the bowl, and put it on the plate.
Long Yang kept staring at her, when he saw that she had eaten all the noodles in the plate, he didn't understand her intention, the next moment, he heard the girl's voice softly say: "Your Majesty, this side is not poisonous, I've tried it, and you can eat it with confidence."
When Long Yang heard this, he was slightly surprised.
It turned out that the girl thought she was worried about the poison in the noodles and refused to eat it, so she ate it once in front of her interview.
In Long Yang's unfathomable eyes, a smile slipped through, "Second Miss has a heart." After that, he took the chopsticks from her hands naturally.
Seeing this, Zhao Gan was about to stop it, but saw that the master had already lowered his head and was eating.
For a moment, Zhao Gan's expression was very strange. He looked at Lu Liangwei and then at his master, with a trace of entanglement on his face.
The master has always been very obsessed with cleanliness, but today she uses the chopsticks that Miss Lu Er used...
He swallowed, his face more tangled.
At this moment, Lu Liangwei reacted with hindsight, Meimei's eyes widened, a little shocked, and a little puzzled.
Those chopsticks were soaked in her saliva...
She roared inwardly.
Did the emperor not know, or did it on purpose?
Lu Liangwei really couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking, and his eyes couldn't help falling on his face.
Under the lights, the originally pale complexion turned a little rosy because of eating noodles, or because it was smoked by the heat of the noodle soup.
Aside from Long Yang's unique dignity and majesty, he is really good-looking.
The forehead is smooth and full, the sword eyebrows fly obliquely into the temples, the long and narrow phoenix eyes are unfathomable, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are thin and sexy...
The facial features are extremely beautiful and flawless, as if carved by a knife.
His eyebrows are engraved with the unique charm and elegance of mature men, which are not comparable to those of modern young meat.