Lifting The Emperor’s Eyelids Without Hesitation

Looking down at the handkerchief embroidered with colorful butterflies on his palm, he asked unexpectedly, "Did you embroider this handkerchief?"

Lu Liangwei was at a loss trying to keep up with his unusual thinking. She looked at him in confusion and replied truthfully, "No, I'm bad at embroidery. My maidservant did this."

Long Yang nodded. "Judging from your appearance, you're probably not good at embroidery."

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei felt a little indignant.

Judging from her appearance?

What was wrong with her appearance?

"Does Your Majesty always judge people by their appearance like this?" She was a little upset and could not help retorting in a slightly aggressive tone.

Zhao Qian scowled. This Second Miss Lu was getting too bold—how dare she speak to the master that way!

Such unruly behavior!