Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1289 She may be strange to you again

Looking at the cloudless blue sky, the old lady murmured: "At last it's raining and the sky is clear."

Aunt Lan was by her side, and after hearing the words, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Next, you can finally have a good rest."

This period of time is also suffering for the old lady.

If it is not the old lady who is considered to be physically tough and so many things happen, how can he be able to handle it, let alone worry about so many things.

"Yes." The old lady nodded, but felt a little worried when he thought that his grandson was already twenty years old and had not yet married.

"That kid Ting Chen, don't know what he thinks?"

Aunt Lan smiled knowingly, "The old lady misses her son, right?"

"I don't want that brat, he will only anger me." The old lady snorted.

Aunt Lan did not expose her, only said: "The elder son is indeed not young, and I don't know what kind of girl the elder son likes, otherwise the old lady can help me take a look."

The old lady was a little worried, "It would be easier if I knew it."

"The second lady went to the border gate to see the son, and the relationship between the two of them has always been good. Maybe the second lady knows what the son thinks, the old lady should have asked her just now." Aunt Lan said.

"I forgot. I will come to the palace again tomorrow to ask." The old lady said annoyedly.

"No hurry, no hurry, the second lady is back now anyway." Aunt Lan smiled and calmed down.

The old lady nodded, "Yes."

Fengyi Palace.

Lu Liangwei played with Yaoyao until she was tired and fell asleep before letting Granny Chen take her away.

Long Yin was also taken to bed by Mother Wang.

Lu Liangwei and Long Yang went to the side hall to see Jill.

Jier was full now and slept. At this time, she was lying in her arms on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, playing the rattle.

It can be seen that she really likes the rattle that Lu Liangwei sent.

The little hand held it, flicking it, making a clear sound.

Lu Liang approached her slightly and squatted down beside her on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month with a very gentle expression, "Jill, let the queen hug you again, okay?"

Hearing her voice, Jill immediately turned his head and glanced at her, then grinned, stretched out her small arm and asked her to hold him.

Lu Liang was slightly enraged and hugged her up.

The child has been almost four months old, and he is holding it in his hands. It really has some weight. It can be seen that she has taken good care of her on the seventh day.

Lu Liang walked around holding her slightly, and seeing that Long Yang kept looking at Ji'er, knowing he missed her, he held Ji'er and walked slowly to him, and then slowly turned her towards him, "Ji'er, father The emperor came to see you too."

Long Yang looked at his little daughter expectantly.

Before he reached out his hand, Jill flattened his mouth, as if he was about to cry.

Long martingale's movements froze.

Lu Liang hugged Ji Er back into his arms distressedly.

"Stupid boy, that's your father, the father who loves you most in the world, why do you see him crying?" She coaxed softly, but her heart felt dull.

This child suddenly saw the emperor, the fear carved into his bones, I'm afraid it hasn't dissipated yet.

Seeing the pain in Long Yang's eyes, she felt uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, she took Long Martingale's hand and placed it on Jill's head, "The emperor touched her more. You have been apart for a while, and she may be alien to you again."

Long Yang knew in his heart, but there was no way.

He owes a lot to this daughter.

And this debt is something he can't make up in his whole life.

Besides, Jill just flattened his mouth and didn't cry like before. He should be content.

It was probably Lu Liangwei's words that worked, and Jier had gradually become familiar with the smell of Long Martingale, and he was not so repulsive. Turning his head, he looked at him with dripping black eyes.

Lu Liang took the opportunity to hug Jier into Long Yang's arms.

Long Yang reached out and took it, like a treasure, carefully hugging her into his arms.

(End of this chapter)