Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 16 What did you eat and grow up

Long Yang didn't intend to really kill Lu Liangwei, but now there are Zhao Qian and the seventh day, interceding for her together, the murderous aura that was originally covered in his eyebrows has long since disappeared.

"Ms. Lu Er keeps saying that she is my savior. If I cure her again, won't I really become a faint king?"

Hearing this, Lu Tingchen's hanging heart finally let go, and immediately said: "The Emperor Xie, forgive the ministers."

After finishing speaking, seeing Lu Liangwei still kneeling there blankly, he hurriedly pulled her arm and reminded: "Weiwei, don't you thank the emperor?"

When Lu Liang reacted, Long Yang had already got up and walked out from behind the desk.

As far as he could see, there were men's black satin boots, and further up, were the corners of the cyan robe.

She was just about to look up again, the man's suffocating voice, which sounded from the top of her head.

"The floor is not hard enough?"

Lu Liang raised his head slightly, his slender and thick eyelashes blinked up and down, like the wings of a butterfly vibrating, and the dark pupils flashed with confusion.

Looking at the girl's cute and cute look, Long Yang was a little pleased.

Just now, this girl was very articulate and did not put him as the emperor in his eyes.

Right now, he pardoned her, but she didn't react in time. It seemed that he didn't expect that he would let her go.

There was an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Liang raised his head slightly to look at Long Martingale. The front was busy saving people, and there was no time to look at him. After he woke up, he kept sitting in a chair, making it hard to see his specific height.

And now, he was standing in front of him, just a short distance away.

Lu Liang suddenly felt that Long Martingale was really so tall, and he looked like a meter and eighty-five.

Coupled with the dignity and majesty inherent in him, it makes him more like a giant mountain, standing so majestic, a kind of awe and hope.

"Emperor Xie!" Lu Tingchen saw her sister still kneeling there in a daze, and hurriedly helped her stand up.

Lu Liang looked at Lu Tingchen slightly, and then at Long Martingale, very curious, "The emperor, what did you eat to grow up? You are so tall!"

After speaking, Lu Liang regretted it.

The man in front of him, but Long Martingale, is the emperor of Dashang, holds the power of life and death, and can easily take human lives. So far, because of his word, the person whose head falls is unknown.

Such presumptuous words, in case he angered him...

With her limited historical knowledge, it seems that those emperors in history were not tall. Suddenly seeing an emperor taller than Lu Tingchen, he blurted out without a brain.

She regretted it, and just wanted to say something to remedy it, but she smiled at the man's unfathomable eyes.

Lu Liang blinked slightly, thinking he was wrong.

In the study, because of what Lu Liangwei said, he fell into a dead silence.

Lu Tingchen frowned tangledly, if he hadn't cared that the emperor was still here, he would have to beat the girl.

Can she tease the emperor for being so unobstructed?

Before the emperor became angry, he spoke first, "The emperor calms down his anger, sister..."

Long Yang raised his hand to interrupt him, his face didn't have the anger he thought, but his eyebrows were light, and there was no happiness or anger on his face.

The deep eyes fell on Lu Liangwei, and the corners of his mouth faintly raised, "Miss Lu Er, she is quite short!"

As soon as this statement came out, several people including Bao Ting Lu Liangwei collectively petrified.

After a long while, Zhao Gan wiped his sweat.

He didn't make a mistake just now. Not only did the master fail to pursue Miss Lu Er's recklessness, but in turn, he teased Miss Lu Er's words.

Zhao Qian, who is familiar with Long Marting's temperament, felt very incredible.

Lu Liang lowered his head to look at himself, her eyebrows frowned tangledly, her height is also about one meter six to five, which is not too short among women...

"It's the emperor that you are too tall, and the courtiers are not short." She retorted unconvincingly.

(End of this chapter)