Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 260: Unfamiliar numbness
"Yeah." Lu Liang responded slightly, and looked up at him.
Xu Shicai was in court, and his hair was tied on top of his head with a golden crown, making his whole person appear more stern and majestic.
It's just that when his dark eyes looked over, there were emotions that people couldn't understand.
Lu Liang felt a little palpitation for no reason.
"Are you tired?" Long Yang naturally stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, and gently rubbed her delicate fingers with calloused pads.
The unfamiliar tingling sensation made Lu Liang slightly uncomfortable.
His expression couldn't be more serious, but his actions were ambiguous enough to make people blush and heartbeat.
She glanced at him and withdrew her hand. Seeing that his eyes were narrowed, she had no choice but to stretch out her hand and explained: "I just pulled out the herbs and it got soiled."
The implication is that she withdrew her hand because she was worried about getting his hand dirty, and it was by no means refusing him to hold her hand.
Long Yang's gaze fell on her fair little hand, and seeing that it was indeed covered with dirt, he paused and looked at her with dark eyes, "Well, then I'll take you to wash your hands." He took her hand again and walked towards the stream beside him.
Looking at the suddenly domineering man, Lu Liangwei didn't dare to say no again.
Walking to the stream, he held her shoulders, squatted down together, then grabbed her hand, put it into the stream, rubbed her fingers gently with his slender fingers.
The stream water was very cool, but Lu Liangwei's face turned red all of a sudden.
She moved her fingers, trying to break free from him, but taught him to hold it tighter.
"Don't move, it will be fine in a while." Long Yang said warmly, his tone was a bit like coaxing a child.
Lu Liang lowered his head slightly and remained silent.
Long Yang looked at the little hand that he put into the stream, the knuckles were well-proportioned and slender, like onion tubes, tender and beautiful.
The corner of his mouth hooked down, and his long fingers stroked the back of her hand. When she looked over, he pulled her hand up from the water, then took out a handkerchief, and dried her hand carefully.
A strange and complicated feeling rose in Lu Liangwei's heart.
His movements are so careful, yet revealing a sense of cherishment, as if her hands are some kind of treasure.
She pursed her lower lip and tilted her head to look at him.
At this time, he lowered his head, his thick and slender eyelashes drooped down, covering his eyelids lightly, his expression was focused and meticulous, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, the sharp taste was less, and there was actually a gentle feeling.
Looking at Long Yang like this, Lu Liangwei suddenly became restless.
He is the emperor, majestic and dignified, with the world in his hands, life and death, but at this time he puts down his figure and does such trivial things as wiping her hands.
Lu Liangwei's eyes drooped slightly, and he couldn't help but think, is he always so gentle and considerate to other women?
Thinking of the women in his harem, she frowned and withdrew her hand.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." She said lightly.
Long Yang's hand was empty, seeing her lowered eyebrows and serious expression on her small face, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.
He reached out and raised her chin, his deep and unpredictable eyes seemed to look into her heart.
"You will soon be my queen, it is right to take care of you."
As he spoke, he moved his fingers and touched the top of her head.
Lu Liang brushed his hand away slightly, and said softly, "But not yet." So, even if you are the emperor, you shouldn't overstep the rules.
Lu Liangwei thought that what he said was euphemistic, but he revealed what he should express.
But after Long Yang heard this, not only was he not angry, but a smile swayed slightly at the corner of his mouth, which washed away the majesty and coldness on his face.