Just then, Lu Liangwei suddenly said gloomily, "I'm sure I won't look as young as you when I get to your age. I'll become all old and ugly."
"Silly girl. Stop filling your head with all those silly thoughts—that won't happen." Long Yang stroked her head.
"But what if I really become ugly and old in the future? Will you get tired of me?" Lu Liangwei pressed him for an answer.
"Why would you think that? Of course I won't." Long Yang looked at her seriously. "Besides, when you get to my age, I'll be much older. You'll probably get tired of me first."
"As if I'd ever get tired of you." The worry vanished from Lu Liangwei's face as she broke into a smile. It was difficult to imagine what the Emperor would look like with a head of gray hair.
However, she had no doubt that even in his old age, the Emperor would still be a very handsome and attractive old man.
