It was a basket of peaches and a few fish.
Long Yang said warmly, "These are peaches that you picked. As for the fish, I caught them myself. The fish reared in the imperial holiday home have a very good flavor; I believe you will enjoy them."
Lu Liangwei immediately curtsied to him. "Thank you for bestowing these upon me, Your Majesty."
Long Yang's expression cooled slightly when he saw her behaving so formally. "It's merely a trifle."
All he genuinely wanted was to give her a few fish as a present; it could not be counted as bestowing anything.
He did not linger. Once Zhao Qian had set the gifts down, Long Yang left together with his subordinates.
Zhu Yu approached and said somewhat hesitantly, "Miss, His Majesty…"
Lu Liangwei rubbed the space between her brows. She was getting a slight headache.
His Majesty had no intention of hiding anything.
