Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1223 has become a foil

Playing too intently in the relationship, without realizing it, a certain emperor has opened his eyes, "It turns out that Wei Wei likes this kind of second daughter."

The man's hoarse voice, scratching his eardrums, Lu Liangwei hadn't reacted yet, and the sky suddenly turned around. The next moment, she was already lying on the couch, and the man's domineering breath came on her face.

Lu Liangwei: "..."

In response, she blinked innocently and looked at the man accusingly, "Are you pretending to be drunk?"

"I didn't say that I was drunk." Long Marting's lips twitched slightly, his expression happy

Lu Liang bit his lip slightly, well, she thought it.

"Then you still pretend to sleep."

"If I don't pretend to sleep, how can I know that Weiwei is so interested in my figure?"

Lu Liangwei felt a guilty conscience when he thought that he had actually acted on him just now.

"I just want to help you take off your clothes so that you can sleep more comfortably." She made a crappy excuse.

"Well, now Lao Weiwei will continue to undress me." Long Yang grabbed her hand and placed it on his belt.

Lu Liang obediently helped him undress, then before he moved, he yawned, "So sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

Seeing that she was like this, Long Yang didn't tease her again, "Then go to bed early."

"Oh." Lu Liangwei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had let go of himself.

Hearing the sound of his staying, he couldn't help but turn his head to look, and saw him walking outside wearing his shirt. He was a little surprised, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Long Marting paused when he opened the door, then looked back at her, a thought-provoking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Relieve."

Lu Liangwei: "..."

I always feel that his smile is a bit ill-intentioned.

Lu Liang snorted slightly. She hadn't seen him before, so she wouldn't feel ashamed when she heard his relief.

"The emperor will go early and return early." She met his gaze with clear eyes.

Long Yang smiled, "Okay."

When the man went out, Lu Liang exhaled slightly and lay face inside. After a while, he fell asleep.

When Long Yang came back, seeing that she was already asleep, he eased his steps.

Two days later, Emperor Yan had a birthday.

Lu Liangwei followed Long Yang into the imperial palace, accompanied by Long Xuan and the 9th.

As envoys of Dashang, Long Yang and others were honored as guests.

Lu Liangwei dressed up to attend today, and she did not cover her face with a veil. As soon as she appeared after Long Yang, she attracted everyone's attention.

What attracts everyone is not only because of Lu Liang's subtle appearance, but also because of the dazzling and outstanding man around her.

Even though the man has deliberately reduced his aura, the calm look of aura is still very shocking.

Many people are the first to see this envoy from Dashang, and they are all surprised when they see his good looks and manners.

Unexpectedly, an envoy could have such a bearing.

Many young girls have set their sights on him since he came out.

The threshold of the temple gate was not low, and when he came in, he saw him tenderly holding the arm of the woman next to him.

The woman smiled at him, and the brilliant smile made the golden hall of Jinbi's glorious hall become eclipsed, and the people inside seemed to have become foils.

The women were jealous and envious, and the men looked at her infatuatedly.

Lu Liangwei had been accustomed to this kind of attention ceremony, so he didn't take it to heart, but Long Marting frowned, regretting that when he entered the palace, he didn't wear the veil for Weiwei.

His cold eyes swept across the audience.

To meet his shocking gaze, those originally presumptuous gazes converged.

(End of this chapter)