This Time, The Emperor Was Really Drunk

Suspecting that he was drunk, Lu Liangwei frowned and made her way over to him.

There was a lingering smell of alcohol in the air – proof that he had had a little too much to drink.

"Didn't I tell you not to drink so much?" she grumbled in a low voice.

As she approached him, she noticed the faint blush on his cheeks. The outer corners of his eyes were tinged with scarlet, making him look somewhat devilish when he glanced up at her.

Lu Liangwei stopped in her tracks, stunned.

Seeing her hesitating in place, Long Yang swooped her up onto the bed and trapped her in his arms.

"Your mother claimed that she had a hollow leg and demanded us to drink with her. How could I say no to my mother-in-law?" Twirling a strand of her hair around his slender fingers, he said nonchalantly.

Lu Liangwei was incredulous. "My mother's not drunk, is she?"