Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 166 The deep eyes stare at her

"Don't go." On the seventh day of the seventh day, he shook his head without any room for discussion, and then ignored him and left.

Zhao Gan held the tree aside with some frustration.

I feel that I really broke my heart for the master, and he is the only one who can think of the master the most.

The boy on the first day of the middle school is now not sure where to go, and the seventh day is not easy to trick.

He is so difficult.

After thinking about it, he caught up to the seventh day of the seventh day, and said in a negotiating tone, "You can do it if you don't want to act as an assassin, but you can't spoil your master for a while.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he slapped away the white and fat face he had come up with, and nodded impatiently, "Yes."

Only then did Zhao Gan rest assured to prepare.

Long Yang didn't know that Zhao Gan was adept at advocating. After walking for a while, he saw that Lu Liang was quiet and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Seeing, the girl had taken off the helmet at this time, hugged her to her side, wiped the sweat from her forehead with one hand, her expression was very anxious.

Long Yang paused, his gaze fell on her heavy armor, pursed her lower lip, turned around and took the helmet from her hand, "Let's go, don't go shopping, go back first."

Lu Liangwei stopped wiping sweat quickly, looked at him in surprise, wondering why he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to go back?

She looked around at the grand scenery in the imperial garden, a little regretful.

It was already the end of April, and the flowers in the garden were already in full bloom. At first glance, the flowers were clustered and beautiful.

In normal times, she would be happy to admire the landscape of the garden, but now she is wearing heavy armor and just wants to find a place to sit down quickly.

Therefore, when she heard him say to go back, although she was surprised, she was actually relieved.

"it is good."

Long Yang saw regret in her eyes, and seemed a little reluctant to see the beauty in front of her, but because of the heavy armor on her body, she had to give up.

The tangled and contradictory color on that little face was so obvious, Long Yang looked funny, and asked in a low voice, "Like this place?"

Lu Liang frowned. The Royal Garden is probably the most beautiful place in the world. Who doesn't like it?

She nodded without hesitation, "Well, I like it."

Long Yang stared at her with deep eyes, and said meaningfully: "The next day will be long, not bad for this day." After that, he strode towards the exit of the Imperial Garden.

Lu Liang lowered his mouth slightly, how long will Japan be?

To put it lightly, the Royal Garden was not opened by her house, so you can come if you want.

She glanced at Yu Huayuan one last time, and then reluctantly left.

When Zhao Gan went to change his clothes and got ready, he evasively returned to the Imperial Garden, but there were still the figures of Long Martingale and Lu Liangwei, even on the seventh day.

Zhao Qian: "..."

Thinking of something, he immediately ran towards the Longqian Palace in a hurry.

It seems that the master and Miss Lu Er have gone back.

He couldn't help complaining in his heart, and the master was really right. It's a rare opportunity to be alone with Miss Lu Er. Can't you delay the time? At least you have to wait for him to come to help him create a scene of heroes saving the beauty.

"who?"

At this moment, a cold shout came from behind him.

Zhao Gan was taken aback and ran faster, but there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and a stern shout, "There is an assassin, catch the assassin!"

Zhao Qian groaned secretly, pressing on the mask on his face with one hand while running fast.

Here is the nearest to Longqian Palace, he took a shortcut, trying to get rid of those imperial forest troops and hide back to Longqian Palace.

But the Yulin Army is not a vegetarian, and he is familiar with the road shape, but the Yulin Army patrols the palace every day and is not unfamiliar with the road shape.

(End of this chapter)