Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1233 Fortunately, people did not say that we are father and daughter

Don't talk about people, even horses can't stand it.

After driving for so many days in a row, people are already exhausted.

Long Yang and Lu Liangwei decided to take a rest at Xishuiguan for the whole night, so that everyone can take a good rest and refresh their spirits.

Long Yang didn't want to alarm the soldiers in the border town, so he took Lu Liangwei to stay in the inn in a low-key manner.

When everyone arrived at Xishuiguan, it was already dusk.

Xishuiguan is adjacent to the country of Yan, and because of the trade relations between the two countries, many merchants gathered in Xishuiguan, so the streets are quite lively and prosperous.

After eating, he adjusted and rested, and Lu Liangwei took Long Marting out of the inn, planning to go out and stroll around.

For the convenience of his journey, Lu Liang didn't wear any accessories between his hair, and his long hair was tied into a ball head, and he was wearing a neat skirt.

She was already young, so she became even more immature. Coupled with the difference in height, walking next to Long Yang, no one would think that the two are husband and wife.

It wasn't that Long Martingale was very old. In fact, Long Martingale, who was thirty-one years old, looked very young. It was just that he was born tall and his awe-inspiring manner made Lu Liangwei more immature.

The two held hands and strolled along the street, like ordinary couples.

"Little girl, buy a jade ornament." Seeing the two approaching, the jade ornament vendor took the opportunity to start a business.

Hearing the words, Lu Liang pursed his lips and smiled, waved his hand to indicate not to buy.

She is already the mother of three children, but not a little girl.

The street vendor was a young man. He was not discouraged when he saw it. Instead, he turned to Long Marting eagerly, "My son, your sister is so beautiful, but she has no ornaments on her head. Buy her a hosta."

Hearing this, Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, and saw that the man's face had turned black.

The peddler still didn't know it, but he was still trying hard to sell the things on his stall.

"This is from the best master..."

"She is my wife." Long Yang suddenly said solemnly to the vendor.

Lu Liangwei could even hear his gritted teeth.

It can be seen that the emperor is really angry!

The hawker was stunned and reacted. He raised his head and scratched his head, looked at Long Yang, and then at Lu Liangwei. He seemed a little unbelievable, "But the little girl doesn't seem to be how old, how..."

Long Marting's complexion darkened, pulling Lu Luliang and leaving slightly.

Seeing the man's angry look, Lu Liang wanted to laugh slightly but didn't dare to laugh. He suppressed the smile, but said indignantly, "The vendor's eyes are too blind. What do we look like? What kind of eyes are really!"

Long Yang paused slightly and looked down at her, "I think you are very happy."

Lu Liang's face was very innocent, "How can I be happy?"

Looking at her immature face, Long Yang narrowed his eyes. Thinking of something, his expression suddenly eased again. He raised his hand to squeeze her face, and said warmly, "I should be thankful that people didn't directly say that we are father and daughter."

Lu Liang paused slightly, knowing that he was actually very taboo about the age difference between the two of them. He couldn't help but get close to him and grabbed his sleeve. "How come? You are so young and no one is so blind."

Long Yang took her into his arms, somewhat delighted, "Even if you are telling lies, I believe it."

Lu Liang said anxiously: "I didn't tell lies, you are really young, and I like your maturity and stability."

Long Yang heard her eagerly confessing, the depression in her heart faded a lot, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "Let's go."

After walking for a while, Lu Liang saw someone selling sugar-fried chestnuts. Lu Liang's eyes lit up and he shook Long Martingale's sleeves, "I want to eat that."

Long Yang looked in the direction she was pointing, and when he saw that it was not stinky tofu, he was vaguely relieved, "Okay." He took her hand and walked over.

For a moment, Lu Liangwei held a bag of candied chestnuts in his hand, very satisfied.

She peeled a pill, tasted it, and felt that the taste was not bad, so she peeled a pill to Dragon Martingale.

Long Yang had no experience of eating on the street, his face turned a little, "I don't eat."

"Eat, eat, it tastes good." Lu Liangwei refused to give up, raising his hands to feed the peeled candied chestnuts into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)