Lu Liangwei eyed him suspiciously.

What did he mean by that?

Why should she eat more to gain energy?

Was she going to do some kind of heavy work?

Before long, her doubts were answered.

After lunch, Long Yang was in no hurry to leave. Instead, he pulled Lu Liangwei into the bedchamber for some rest.

Lu Liangwei looked at him in astonishment. “Don’t you need to handle state affairs today, Your Majesty?”

She was already surprised that he had come to have lunch with her, but was even more astounded that he wanted to hang around afterward.

She thought for a while, then said incredulously, “You want to take a nap with me, Your Majesty?”

“Yes.” Removing his gaze from her face, Long Yang slipped off his outer robe without hesitation and turned to undo her belt.

Lu Liangwei did not refuse and allowed him to undress her.

However, she was only wearing her undergarments underneath, and despite being indoors, she felt a little chilly.

Wrapping her arms around herself, she was about to fetch her nightclothes when Long Yang took her by the shoulders and steered her to the bed.

“Let’s just sleep like this,” he whispered.

Lu Liangwei frowned. “It’s cold.”

“It won’t be in a while.” He glanced at her coolly before pulling the covers over them.

Soon, Lu Liangwei realized what he meant. She grabbed his groping hand in exasperation and reminded him through gritted teeth, “It’s still daytime.”

“Can’t we do it during the daytime?” the Emperor asked solemnly.

Lu Liangwei let out a frustrated laugh. He had only visited today just so he could do this, hadn’t he?

She was now even more certain that he had done something nasty to her last night.

He always seemed so calm and collected, but he was actually a wild beast on the inside!

Long Yang did not give her the chance to refuse either.

As it was still daytime, and there was a mountain of work waiting to be dealt with in the imperial study, Long Yang promptly got up to leave once he was done satisfying his craving.

He sat on the edge of the bed, putting on his clothes. When he turned his head and caught sight of the girl, all huddled under the covers with only her shimmering eyes peeking out, he stiffened for a second before tearing his eyes away with some difficulty.

He had almost lost control and succumbed to her charm again.

Before leaving, he leaned down and looked at Lu Liangwei with an arched eyebrow and a refreshed smile on his lips. “Sleep well.”

Lu Liangwei stared daggers at his outrageously good-looking face, furious that her nap had been ruined. In a fit of anger, she grabbed a pillow and hurled it at his face. “Don’t you dare come here again tonight.”

Naturally, the pillow failed to hit Long Yang’s face and tumbled onto the covers after being deflected effortlessly by him. Her indignant yet seemingly pouty expression pleased Long Yang immensely, and he ruffled her hair and said in a husky voice, “I originally didn’t plan to come here at night, but now it seems you’re using reverse psychology on me, so I guess I have no choice but to change my plans.”

Lu Liangwei stared at him as if in a trance.

That gentle reaction and tone… It was as if her beloved Emperor had returned.

Her eyes were suddenly moist, and she gazed at him misty-eyed.

Long Yang’s chest tightened at the sight. Thinking that he had pushed her too hard, he sat down once more and comforted her softly, “If you don’t want me to come, I won’t. There’s no need to cry.”

Lu Liangwei blinked and glared at him. “I’m not crying!”

Her expression sent Long Yang’s heart fluttering suddenly, and he could not stop himself from bending down and kissing her on her eyelids before eventually moving down to her rosy lips.

He had only intended to reassure her, but a single touch was all it took to make him addicted, and he was unable to let her go.