Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1221 No regrets in this life

Lu Liang widened his eyes slightly and looked at him in surprise, "How can you play this song?"

"I just came back and listened to her for a while outside." Long Yang looked at her with his head turned, with a joyful smile on his lips, "I didn't know how beautiful my singing could be."

Lu Liangwei was deeply impressed by his saying "My Weiwei", but when he caught sight of Long Xuan and Youyou, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He coughed and pretended not to hear what he said, "You are out there. After listening to it for a while, you can play it?"

Long Yang smiled faintly, plucking the strings with his fingers, and finished his heart-drawing song.

Lu Liang praised slightly, "The emperor is really amazing!"

Long Yang held down the strings, smiled across his deep eyes, and glanced at Long Xuan.

Long Xuan had long wanted to escape, seeing the emperor uncle flirting with the emperor aunt, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He felt that goose bumps were about to come out.

At this time, receiving the imposing look in the emperor's uncle, he said practically: "Chen Nephew retires." When he left, he did not forget to take Bei Tangyou away.

Without the interruption of outsiders, Long Yang pulled Lu Liangwei over, let her sit on her lap, and then held her hand and pressed it on the strings.

"Weiwei, play a song for me."

Lu Liang twirled the strings indiscriminately with his fingers, making a harsh sound, then turned his head and looked at him helplessly, "I want to, but I can't play it."

Long Yang paused, thinking about her playing flute in Liangshan last year, and said: "Then you will play another flute for me."

"There is no flute here." Lu Liang spread his hands slightly.

Long Yang thought for a while, then shook her hand and taught her to play the piano.

But learning to play the piano is not something that you can learn in a short while, plus Lu Liangwei may really have no talent for playing the piano. Long Yang taught her for a while, and she still played in a mess.

"Forget it, I won't learn it, let's play it, I'll listen." Lu Liangwei put his hand on the strings and looked at his slender and clean knuckles, a little fascinated.

The emperor has very nice hands.

And these hands are very powerful, can hold swords and guns, can swing a few splashes of ink, and even play the piano.

This is a pair of omnipotent hands.

Lu Liang couldn't help holding his finger slightly and rubbed it.

Seeing her behavior, Long Yang smiled, "Why are you so interested in my fingers?"

"Because the emperor's hands are beautiful." Lu Liang did not hesitate to praise him slightly.

Long Yang's breathing was slightly stagnant, looking at the joy that could not be hidden in the woman's eyes, filled with a kind of satisfaction, but deliberately raised her eyebrows to tease her, "I only have hands to look good?"

"Of course not, the emperor is also very handsome." Lu Liangwei quickly added, turning his head to see his thin and **** lips, couldn't help but leaning over to kiss him, when he retreated, he saw that the sun was not in the hot spot of his apple. His face suddenly became a little hot, and he quickly got up and walked away.

Long Marting did not pierce her careful thoughts, put her slender fingers on the strings, flicking the strings.

Lu Liang sat next to him and listened quietly.

This tune is also very familiar. It was played by the emperor in the small courtyard of the emperor last year. Later in Liangshan, Concubine De Fei also played this tune.

Apart from this, she has not heard it elsewhere, and thinks this song was created by the emperor.

The emperor is really versatile!

She leaned her chin, looked at him quietly with beautiful eyes, and her admiration for him filled her eyes.

After playing a piece of music, Long Marting saw Wei Wei looking at him intently, her eyes filled with admiration for him.

Being so admired by his wife, Long Yang felt that he would have no regrets in his life.

The corners of his lips curled up, got up and walked over to her, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

(End of this chapter)