"Ahem!" Lu Liangwei gave a light cough to hide her embarrassment. She sat back on the swing and decided to ignore him.
After a while, Long Yang touched her hair with his fingers and finally gave the towel to a servant when he was satisfied it was no longer wet.
"You may all leave."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After the servants left, Long Yang held the swing's rope and began pushing the swing.
Lu Liangwei initially felt a little self-conscious about playing with a swing at her age, but as she began swinging on it, she felt the joy of being on a swing and it was like she had returned to her pre-teen years.
She laughed heartily as she enjoyed the fun.
Once in a while, she would turn around to see the man standing behind her as he watched her.
When she swung higher once more, she suddenly caught sight of some gray hair nestled among Long Yang's dark hair. This made her pause momentarily as the smile froze on her lips.
