903: How Would I Ever Make Such A Woman My Empress

How Would I Ever Make Such A Woman My Empress

Being in the Emperor's company was equivalent to living with a tiger!1

Although he disapproved of his master's actions, when he met his master's cold, terrifying eyes, he could not help to shudder and stammer.

"But the Empress is Second Miss Lu… Second Miss Lu is the Empress…"

"You treacherous servant! No wonder this woman was able to enter my bedchamber, she colluded with you!" Long Yang thundered.

With a thud, Zhao Qian fell to his knees and cried out in distress. "Her Highness did not collude with me."

However, Long Yang refused to listen to him and shouted, "Chu Qi!"

Chu Qi immediately appeared before him. "Yes, Master?"

"Zhao Qian conspired against me with an outsider. Take him away and punish him severely," Long Yang ordered grimly.

Hearing this, Chu Qi looked at him in bewilderment. "Who did Butler Zhao conspire with?"

"This woman!" Long Yang gestured at Lu Liangwei, who was standing expressionless beside him.

Chu Qi was astonished. "The Empress?"

Long Yang frowned in displeasure. "Why do you call her that too? How much did she bribe you all with?"

Finally realizing the abnormality of the situation, Chu Qi regained his composure and stated in a calm tone, "Master, Second Miss Lu is indeed the Empress you formally married, and Butler Zhao did not conspire with her."

Long Yang furrowed his brow, his expression ghastly. "You all claim that she's my Empress, but why do I have no memory of that? Besides, she used to pursue the Crown Prince. How would I ever make her Empress?"

Chu Qi was stunned.

Zhao Qian bowed his head dejectedly. He could not bring himself to look at the Empress' face.

Master had gone too far. Back then, he was the one who had shamelessly demanded to marry Second Miss Lu, but he ended up uttering such cruel words today.

He could already predict how miserable Master would be in the future.

Whatever the reason may be, Master would definitely regret saying this to the Empress today.

Lu Liangwei had been upset and even furious at Long Yang's abnormal attitude, but she had gradually calmed down.

The Emperor was not himself today. Even if he had gotten tired of her, he would never speak to her like that.

However, judging from his behavior, he clearly did not remember her.

She looked him over thoughtfully, then took a few steps forward. "Your Majesty, no matter what, I am indeed the Empress you selected. Everything was fine last night, but you suddenly became like this today. I suspect that you've been poisoned. Can you give me your hand so I can examine your pulse?"

Long Yang glanced at her dubiously – not because he looked down on women, but because he did not believe that this naive-looking girl would know anything about medicine.

Besides, he did not trust a single word she said.

She must be trying to pull something on him.

"You'd better get out of my sight before I get angry. Otherwise, even the Dowager Duchess wouldn't be able to defend you."

Zhao Qian and Chu Qi's expressions grew horrified.

"Master, Her Highness does possess medical skills. She was the one who cured you of Frostbite." Recalling the incident, Zhao Qian summoned the courage to speak again.

Master seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.

If he did not remember the Empress, did that mean that he had also forgotten about her curing him?

It couldn't be a side effect of the Frostbite antidote, could it?

Zhao Qian mused anxiously.

At the mention of Frostbite, Long Yang's face clouded over as he raged, "How dare you run your mouth, you useless fool?"

Zhao Qian hastily lowered his head in dismay, not daring to speak anymore.

Lu Liangwei looked at the Emperor, her forehead creased. She knew that it would be unwise to argue with him at that moment, so she swallowed her irritation and tried to coax him. "Since you don't trust my skills, Your Majesty, how about I ask my mother to come and examine you?"

"Madam Ling?" Long Yang glanced at her incredulously. "I remember that she died long ago. How on earth are you going to bring her here?"

Lu Liangwei's mouth curved upward into a stiff smile. "My mother didn't die. She came back last year. I'll ask her to come and treat you."

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