Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 139: Say something disrespectful

Long Yang looked at her with dark and unpredictable eyes, "Your brother has given me the prescription, but I think I should go out of the palace myself."

Lu Liang looked at him suspiciously.

She wrote the prescription very clearly, and even listed some things that need attention. Otherwise, isn't there Lin Yuanzheng? He didn't need to make the trip at all.

"Is there anything you don't understand, Your Majesty?"

Long Yang tapped the table lightly with his well-articulated knuckles. The prescription has been handed over to Lin Yuanzheng. Lin Yuanzheng will arrange everything by himself, and he doesn't need to worry about anything.

But when he met the girl's beautiful black and white eyes, he paused, nodded, "Yeah."

Lu Liangwei asked: "Is there anything the emperor doesn't understand?"

Long Yang was stunned for a moment, and asked: "The Linyuan has read the prescriptions, but the medicinal materials contained in the prescriptions you listed are mostly tonics. I don't understand why I need tonics?"

Lu Liang glanced at him slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, what do you think of your body?"

These words can be said to be very straightforward, and they don't give face.

Long Yang was stunned, he narrowed his eyes slightly when he met the girl's pure and innocent eyes, and remained silent for a while.

Of his own body, he is naturally aware of it.

His body looks fine on the outside, but in fact, it is almost exhausted.

Lin Yuanzheng said before that his body may not last until the end of the year.

Going to Shengtuo Peak this time, after returning, he fell into a coma all night. He felt that if it wasn't for the suppression of the medicine that Lu Liangwei gave him earlier, he might have been poisoned.

As if Lu Liangwei didn't notice the strangeness of the emperor, he continued: "The emperor's body looks good, but in fact it's just an empty frame, weaker than the seventies and eighties."

These words were heart-wrenching, and for a moment, the expression on Long Yangjun's face was a little exciting.

It took a long time before he smiled and said, "Second Miss Lu, have you always spoken so directly?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold.

However, Lu Liangwei didn't notice it, and said unceremoniously: "I'm just telling the truth, if you don't care about your health, let alone make it to the end of the year, you may not be able to survive this month." She stretched out her hand suddenly, and naturally put it on his hand on the table, and carefully took the pulse.

The girl's cold fingertips suddenly pressed on her pulse, and there was a strange tingling feeling.

This is a feeling he has never experienced before.

At this moment, the haze that had risen in my heart because of her direct and merciless words disappeared without a trace.

Sitting on the chair, he looked down at the serious and focused young girl across from him. Complex emotions flashed in his dark and deep eyes.

After a while, Lu Liangwei withdrew his hand.

She frowned and glanced at him, "Your pulse is very weak, plus you have been tired for the past few days, and your body is already seriously tired." She stood up and said, "Sit down for a while, my lord. Go and make some medicine for you."

Before Long Yang could speak, she had already rushed out like a gust of wind.

Long Yang lowered his eyes and looked lightly at his left hand, which seemed to still have the remaining warmth of a girl.

Lu Tingchen came in from the outside holding a saucer.

Considering that it was not appropriate to publicize the emperor's visit in private, he had no choice but to dismiss all the servants and go to boil water and make tea himself.

However, why is that girl Wei Wei so hot?

He shook his head, and after entering the room, he brought tea to Long Yang.