Close Your Eyes, Your Majesty

"I know, but it's a special day today. I wanted to wait for you to have dinner together." Lu Liangwei smiled sweetly at him.

Warmth bloomed in Long Yang's heart, and he wrapped his arms around her middle. "No more next time. If you catch a cold, you'll be the one to suffer."

"And you'll be the one to worry about me." Lu Liangwei added on smoothly, then flashed him a cheeky grin.

"I'm glad you're aware. Don't you ever risk your health anymore." Long Yang took the opportunity to lecture her.

Lu Liangwei felt like rolling her eyes. Was she that fragile to the Emperor? However, she did not retort, because she loved the feeling of being treasured by the Emperor. Even if he saw her as fragile, it did not matter.

As Long Yang led her indoors, his eyes brimming with joy, he lowered his head to glance at her and suddenly said teasingly, "Actually, I'm happy to be treated this way by you."