Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1736 Long Martingale falls in front of Lu Liangwei

Jill nodded.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he lay down with his arms around her.

Looking at the girl beside him, at this moment, his heart finally settled down.

The joy of being lost and regained filled his chest.

Imperial Palace.

Lu Liangwei feels a little restless these days, his eyelids keep twitching.

Long Yang had been away for so long without a single message coming back, which made her very flustered.

She didn't sleep well at night. As soon as she sat down, she couldn't help feeling a little sleepy.

She rubbed her forehead, trying to read a book for a while to calm her mind, but when she turned two pages, sleepiness hit her. She put her hand on her forehead and fell asleep on the armrest.

In her sleep, she dreamed that Long Martingale and Jill had returned, and that the father and daughter were relieved of their previous suspicions and their feelings were as good as before.

"The emperor!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

Lu Liang frowned slightly.

"Niang, the emperor is back."

This time, the voice became clearer, and it was the shout of joy from the palace.

Lu Liangwei immediately woke up from his dream, "The emperor is back?" She just asked, when she saw the tall figure of the man, the wind and dust appeared outside the door.

She blinked, thinking she was hallucinating.

It wasn't until the man walked in step by step that she didn't disappear, and she quickly got up and ran over as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"emperor……"

"Weiwei." Long Yang stretched out his hand, trying to hug her.

However, before his hand touched the corner of her clothes, the whole figure suddenly swayed, and his eyes went dark, and he fell heavily.

"Long Martingale!" Lu Liang yelled in surprise, and rushed to hug him.

But she was not strong enough to hold him.

The two fell to the ground together.

Lu Liang didn't care about the painful place, and quickly got up.

With a pale face, she knelt down beside Long Marting, trembling her hands to touch his nose. When the warm breath came from her fingertips, she was very relieved, and quickly took his pulse and checked his body.

For a while, the entire Fengyi Palace was in chaos.

When Long Yin received the news and rushed over, Lu Liangwei had asked someone to lift Long Yang onto the bed.

At this time, Lu Liang was sitting on the side of the bed, holding Long Yang's hand tightly.

Seeing his father's closed eyes and the sad expression of his mother's empress, Long Yin's heart tightened and he relaxed.

"Mother, father, how is he now?" He asked softly.

Lu Liang wiped his eyes with the veil, and then said to his worried son: "It's okay. He is overworked. He hasn't rested for a long time. He is extremely tired. Then he fainted. After a good rest for two days, he will wake up. of."

When Long Yin heard this, he was a little relieved.

Looking at the empress with red eyes, he stretched out his hand to support her shoulders and said, "In this case, don't worry about the empress too much. Seeing that you are not in good spirits, I might as well go take a rest first. Father, I will watch. Now."

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "I'm fine, and I can't sleep on either side. It's you, there's a lot of things in the middle of the road, where there is such a free time. Don't worry about it here, go and work. Really, your father is fine, that is I'm too tired to pass out."

Hearing this, Long Yin didn't insist on it anymore, "Well, mother, don't get tired yourself."

"Well, I know." Lu Liang nodded slightly, "By the way, this time on November also followed. He is still waiting outside the door. Go and ask him if he has any news from Jill."

"Okay." Long Yin responded and went out.

When Yaoyao and Hexin rushed to receive the news, Long Yin was outside talking to Eleven.

"Brother emperor, how is emperor father?" Yaoyao asked anxiously, running out of breath.

(End of this chapter)