Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 275 The emperor is such a frivolous person

At this moment, three people had already moved.

Long Yang, Lu Hetian, Lu Tingchen.

When Lu Liangwei wanted to help Zhao Gan's hands get out of the car, the three of them had already moved at the same time.

All the officials of the Ministry of Rites felt that there was a flower in front of them. Before they could see what was going on, they saw that the upright, majestic and noble emperor who was standing in front of them had already reached the carriage.

His speed was even twice as fast as Lu Hetian and his son.

Long Yang stood in front of the carriage, his hand naturally grasped Lu Liangwei's hand that had not yet fallen on Zhao Gan's arm.

He held the soft fingers into his palm, he squeezed it lightly, and then lightly hugged Lu Liangwei in the eyes of everyone.

Lu Liangwei's originally calm expression showed a crack when he saw his father and brother, and the crowd of onlookers in shock.

It happened that a certain emperor did not immediately let go of her consciousness.

She lay on his shoulder and had no choice but to quietly pinch on the inside of his arm, making a sound like a mosquito, "Let me down."

The slight numbness on the arm made Long Yang's eyes, as if stained with ink, looked at her deeply.

"Yeah." He replied in a low voice, and finally put the person down.

Lu Liang was slightly relieved, but he was a little dissatisfied.

Long Yang did this, so how could she face her father and brother later?

Long Yang saw her standing there pretending to be mature, but the anger that flashed between his eyebrows still taught him to catch it.

He didn't feel guilty at all, let alone a guilty conscience, because he wanted to do that a long time ago.

The feeling of being upright and being able to hug her and hug her makes him feel happy like never before.

Since then, she will be his fiancee, and soon she will become his queen and his wife.

The emperor was in a good mood, and even the icy air that covered his eyebrows all the year round seemed to disappear without a trace.

The faint smile on the eyebrows is actually warmer than the warm sun in winter.

All the courtiers present had followed the emperor for many years, but they had never seen the appearance of the emperor.

At this moment, seeing the emperor and Miss Lu Er standing together, they felt very right in their hearts.

Miss Lu Er's appearance is stunning, and the emperor is majestic and majestic.

At this moment, everyone had forgotten that Miss Lu Er had almost become the emperor's niece, but also forgotten that the emperor was older than Miss Lu Er for more than a whole round.

Just when everyone thought the picture at this time was very eye-catching, Lu Hetian felt it was dazzling.

His eyes were even a little red, and he glared at the emperor very uncomfortably.

He really did not expect that the emperor was such a frivolous person.

Judging from the intimate manner he held Weiwei just now, it is not difficult for him to imagine that this servant must have taken a lot of advantage to Weiwei where he couldn't see it.

Thinking of this, he was even more angry.

If the opponent is not the emperor, he has already been violently beaten.

But despite being affected by the emperor's status, Lu Hetian still failed to conceal his discomfort.

He has always been calm and steady, and he collapsed at this moment.

That was his daughter, who was held in his palm by him since he was a child, and treated like a jewel, but now she is coveted and held by other men. How can he not hate it in his heart?

In the shocked gaze of the officials, Lu Hetian strode over suddenly and pulled Lu Liang slightly behind him.

"Emperor, it's late, please drive back to the palace!"

The voice was cold, with no respect at all, and even listening carefully, it was not difficult to hear the forbearance of the majestic anger.

(End of this chapter)