The Emperor’s Subtle Act Of Adoration

When he observed the serious look that appeared so suddenly on the young girl's face, the shred of discomfort in Long Yang's heart was vanquished. His deeply cold and intimidating eyes now had a trace of gentleness. "I didn't. I still remember them."

Lu Liangwei frowned with a grim look on her face. "Do you truly remember? It looks like you didn't even take it to heart."

If it was not for outsiders being present, she would have given him a proper lecture.

The poison in his body may have been purged but he was still in the midst of recuperating his health. How could he carelessly have tea when he had to take his Chinese medicine every day?

Did he not understand? How could he act so willfully?

Lu Liangwei was a little angry.

When he saw her rising temper, Long Yang lowered his voice and said, "I really didn't forget…"

He paused and gave his guarantee. "I promise I won't drink tea again in the future."