Gazing at her smug little face, Long Yang narrowed his eyes and knitted his brow, but when he realized what she had just implied, he was astonished. “Them? What do you mean, them? Don’t tell me…” He could not stop his gaze from falling on her overly large belly.

“I’ve analyzed my condition with Mother, and we think that I might be carrying two babies.” At the mention of this, Lu Liangwei’s expression softened.

“Two?” Long Yang was dumbfounded.

“I’m not sure yet. It’s just our guess,” Lu Liangwei replied truthfully.

Although pulse diagnosis could not determine how many children she was carrying, her belly was simply too big. Moreover, she and her mother had felt two heads underneath.

Based on experience, she was most likely carrying two babies in her womb.

Hearing this, Long Yang heaved a sigh of relief. “Don’t think too much.”

Lu Liangwei shot him a glance, then placed her hands on the bed to prop herself up.

Her huge stomach made her movements extra difficult. Alarmed, Long Yang hurriedly helped her up, then grabbed a soft pillow and placed it behind her back.

After settling into her position, Lu Liangwei looked at him dubiously. “You don’t sound very fond of twins, Your Majesty.”

Long Yang glanced at her stomach. He was actually worried about her.

It was already hard for him to imagine how she could carry a child in that slender body of hers. If there were two inside, would it put her in danger?

He had heard Zhao Qian describe the dangers of childbirth for women, and seeing Lu Liangwei’s belly grow bigger day by day filled him with a sense of inexplicable dread.

This was why he had been spending every day with her since the second month of the year.

Meeting the girl’s doubtful gaze, he shook his head. “That’s not what I meant. As long as they’re our children, I’ll love them all the same.” He was telling the truth.

Lu Liangwei studied his solemn face carefully, and a moment later, a smile lit up her lovely eyes. Rubbing her stomach, she lowered her head and said gently, “Your father loves you very much.”

Long Yang arched an eyebrow. “I thought you said you wouldn’t teach them to call me Father after they were born.”

Lu Liangwei grinned. “I was just joking.”

A smile tugged at the corner of Long Yang’s mouth, and he turned his attention back to the Palace Memorials.

Lu Liangwei leaned against the soft pillow and stared at him intently.

The Emperor was so handsome when he was focused on work!

His features were stunning yet dignified. From a close distance, she could see his long and thick eyelashes, straight nose bridge, the perfect and alluring shape of his lips, his smooth jaw, his slender and bony fingers firmly gripping the brush…

She propped herself up with one arm on the small table and eyed him boldly from head to toe.

Perhaps her gaze was too heated, for Long Yang soon noticed it and glanced up, only to find the girl goggling at him.

His fingers tightened around the brush.

All of a sudden, Lu Liangwei looked away and got down from the bed to slip on her shoes.

Coming back to his senses, Long Yang sat closer to her and put an arm around her, then asked with a frown, “What’re you trying to do?”

Lu Liangwei shot him a sidelong glance. “I’m going to the lavatory.”

The bigger her belly grew, the more frequent she needed to use the bathroom.

Without another word, Long Yang bent down and helped her put on her shoes.

The sight of the man slipping her shoes onto her feet moved her a little.

Ever since she started having difficulty bending over, he would help her put on her shoes whenever he was around.

Although it was a trivial matter, she was already happy that he would do this much for her despite being the Emperor.

After putting on her shoes, Long Yang took her hand and led her outside.

Lu Liangwei disliked relieving herself in the room during the day, so Long Yang took her to the lavatory.

After she was done, they retraced their steps hand in hand.

Halfway back, they met Zhu Yu who had come to deliver a report. “Your Majesty, Your Highness, Madam has entered the palace.”