Chapter 730

Seeing this, Lu Liangwei couldn't help saying: "but my back is so sour, and my waist is also painful."

Long Yang pauses and asks, "do you want me to pinch it for you?"

Lu Liangwei's eyes flickered and nodded, "well."

Long Yang sighed, "if you want me to help you, just tell me. There's no need to turn the corner. But remember? "

"Oh." Lu Liangwei answered. After a while, he hummed comfortably.

The emperor said that she was very comfortable, moderate strength, comparable to a massage.

Looking at Zuba there, with a face of enjoying girl, Long Yang smiles bitterly.

She is comfortable, but he is suffering.

Until two quarters of an hour later, Lu Liangwei felt that his soreness had disappeared, which made him stop.

But when I looked back, I saw that the emperor's forehead was full of sweat.

Er, is massage that hot?

"The emperor is very hot?"

Long Yang glanced at her and patted her on her hip. "If you're not tired, get up. I'll take you outside." Then he went to bed.

One more moment, I'm afraid they don't have to get out of bed today.

Lu Liangwei was photographed on his buttocks. He was about to complain that he was a hooligan, but after hearing what he said, he threw it behind his head and went down to the couch in a hundred times of spirit.

Zhao Qian came to serve with two huge black eyes.

Lu Liangwei was startled at the first sight of him. "What's wrong with manager Zhao's eyes?"

Zhao Qian looked at her plaintively, lowered his head and said, "last night, I lost sleep."

Lu Liangwei was stunned. Then he remembered that last night he was rewarded by Long Yang with Lu gebian soup.

This is a terrible thing.

It's really hard, manager Zhao.

However, it's called self infliction.

She gave him a sympathetic look.

Seeing this, Zhao Qian was puzzled.

Although he is not feeling well, he believes that the master and his wife are not feeling well either.

Didn't they also drink that soup?

With the strong demand of the master, why can the empress still appear in such a vigorous manner?

It's amazing.

Is that soup ineffective for the master?

It doesn't make sense.

He is a rootless man for many years. After drinking the soup, he suffered a lot. The master is very good. Why does the soup have no effect on him?

Unless The master is no longer good.

He thought about it with pity. Suddenly, he felt a cool sight fall on him. He was excited, trembled and came back to his master's frightening eyes, as if he knew everything.

"Master?" Zhao Qian immediately drew back his eyes and bowed his head respectfully.

"Get ready. The queen and I are going out."

"Yes." After hearing the speech, Zhao Qian went to prepare immediately.

It's preparation. In fact, it's preparation of two horses and bow and arrow.

Before Lu Liangwei got on the horse, he saw Zhao Qian's mental state and said, "manager Zhao, I don't think you are in good spirits. You don't have to follow me today. Go back and have a rest."

"Thank you." Zhao Qian was about to cry, but she was still a good woman.

"This is Qingxin pill. Take some and go to sleep. The effect will be better." Lu Liangwei handed him a small porcelain vase.

Zhao Qian was deeply moved, "Niang Niang..."

Lu Liangwei patted him on the shoulder, "OK, let's go." Then he got on the horse.

Long Yang took Lu Liangwei into the paddock, followed by the seventh and ninth day of junior high school.

"Does the emperor want to take me hunting?" Lu Liangwei looked at the arrow in Longyang's quiver and asked.

"Did Wei Wei learn archery?" Long Yang turns back and asks in a warm voice.

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