Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1425 Jill has a nightmare

Yaoyao leaned closer, put her small face on her stomach, and listened as if she didn't know what she had heard. She opened her beautiful black eyes and said, "There must be a younger brother inside."

Lin Qingyuan: "..."

Long Xuan smirked and knelt down in front of Yaoyao, "Not my brother."

Yaoyao looked at this cousin curiously, "What is that?"

"It's a nephew, you're his aunt." Long Xuan corrected seriously.

Yaoyao looked at him ignorantly, "What is my nephew?"

"My nephew is..."

Lin Qingyuan heard that the two were discussing the issue of generation, a little messy.

They haven't given birth yet, why are they so sure that they are boys?

...

From winter to spring, when Ji'er was eight years old, chaos broke out in southern Xinjiang, and he was sent to quell the chaos by Long Marting on the seventh day.

One night after leaving on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Jill had a dream.

She didn't know what she had dreamed of, but she screamed and woke up sweating profusely.

Looking at the familiar house, she suddenly felt scared.

Dragged her little pillow and ran out.

It was late at night, and Lu Liangwei was awakened by Long Martingale, with hazy mist in his eyes, his hands clung to his sturdy back, wanting to welcome it.

A thin layer of sweat was dyed on Long Yang's forehead, and she was tortured crazy.

At this moment, the temple door was knocked.

Lu Liang was taken aback for a moment, fully awake, and pushed the man on him, "Someone knocked on the door."

Long Yang frowned slightly, and turned back to her face looking outside, her voice was low, "Don't pay attention."

Sure enough, the knock on the door outside rang a few times and then disappeared, as if Zhanqing had pulled the person away.

Lu Liangwei was still a little unsure.

In the entire palace, no one dared to knock on the door of their bedroom late at night, unless...

Thinking that it might be children, she was a stunner, got up from under Long Yang, and said anxiously: "It might be children, you go out and take a look."

Long Yang's eyes were filled with love, and he was displeased by being disturbed, but if he didn't go out to see, Wei Wei would obviously not be at ease.

He had to get out.

At this moment, Ji Er's choked voice came from outside, "Father and Queen..."

When Long Yang heard that it was Ji'er, the displeasure on his face disappeared. Without Lu Liangwei's urging, he took his robe and put it on, then got up and quickly went out and opened the door.

It is already autumn, and the night is heavy with dew.

Jill stood outside the door, holding a pillow in his hand, being led by Zhanqing, looking at the man who opened the door with tears on his face.

"Father..."

Seeing her daughter's face full of tears, Long Yang felt tight, and quickly stepped forward and hugged her.

Ji'er is already eight years old this year, and the queen father and mother seldom hug her. At this time, she was suddenly held in her arms by her father, and the restlessness caused by the nightmare awakened, which dispelled her.

"Why is Jill crying?"

Perceiving her daughter's anxiety, Long Yang gently patted her back and asked softly.

Jill hugged his father's neck tightly, lying quietly on his shoulder, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Long Yang didn't ask anything. He lifted his finger and wiped away the tears from her face. His voice became more gentle, "Jill is not afraid, there is the emperor."

For a moment, Jill raised his face and said dullly: "Jill wants to sleep with the father and the queen."

"Okay." Long Yang responded gently.

When Lu Liangwei put on his dress and came out, he saw the father and daughter hugging each other, a warm scene.

Jill saw her and called out, "Mother Queen..."

Lu Liang walked over, stretched out a hand to her, and said softly: "Jill, come, the queen mother hug you."

Ji Er hugged Long Martingale's neck and shook his head, "No, Ji Er is very heavy and will exhaust her mother."

Lu Liangwei was touched by her intimate, and did not force her, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and whispered, "It's cold outside, go in."

(End of this chapter)