Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 309 unwillingly let go of her

Seeing her obediently letting him play with her fingers, Long Marting glanced at her softly, and the corners of his mouth happily twitched.

Lu Liang suddenly realized, "This is what happened."

Long Yang put her palm on the palm and spread it out, and found that her hands are really small, or are women's hands so soft and small?

He had never noticed other women's hands before, but Lu Liangwei's fingers made him a little bit fond of it.

The palms are so small, white and shiny, as if they were carved from the finest jade.

Looking at her fingertips, he suddenly remembered the scene when she fell asleep that day and put his finger in his mouth to bite.

He swayed slightly in his heart, staring at her green fingers for a moment, and finally, letting go of her with some reluctance.

"You don't need to pay attention to them. If there is such a thing next time, if you don't want to enter the palace, just ignore them. You are the queen that I made, and you don't need to worry about anyone."

Lu Liang's heart was warm, and he smiled sweetly, thinking of something, teasing: "Are you included in that person? Is it because I don't need to worry about you in the future?"

Seeing the mischievous smile on her face, Long Yang raised her brows and suddenly said with a calm voice: "Lu Liangwei, you are presumptuous!"

"Hehe." Lu Liangwei was not afraid of him at all this time, because although his voice was majestic, his eyes were clearly smiling, "The emperor calmed down his anger, and the courtier knew that he was wrong."

Long Yangjun's face was stained with a smile, and when his eyes fell on her lips, he suddenly stretched out his hand to embrace her shoulders, and slowly bowed his head towards the past...

"Master, the imperial garden is here."

At this moment, Zhao Gan's untimely voice came in from outside.

Long Martingale paused, and an unhappy flashed between his eyebrows.

Seeing the man who came over suddenly, Lu Liang held his breath, squeezed the kerchief in his hand, and looked at him nervously.

Hearing Zhao Gan's voice at this time, he was suddenly relieved, his smile spread from the corner of his lips, and he pushed the man, "The emperor, Mr. Zhao said it."

Looking at the Yanhong mouth close at hand, Long Yang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he leaned forward quickly and took a light peck.

Lu Liang was stunned for a while, the clear and pleasant smell between his nose filled his nose and then dispersed again.

Long Yang had already got up and walked out. He looked back and saw that she was still sitting in the carriage, and said indulgingly: "Weiwei, here."

Lu Liang recovered slightly, and quickly got up and followed out. When she met his narrow eyes, her face was a little hot and she hurriedly turned away from his scorching gaze by watching the movements around him.

"The concubine respectfully welcomes the emperor."

The woman's sweet voice suddenly sounded, and Lu Liang turned his head to look, only to realize that the carriage had reached the entrance of the imperial garden. At this time, three women were already standing in front of the carriage.

These three women, Lu Liangwei had seen at the palace banquet before, they were the empresses of Long Yang.

Long Yang had already put away the relaxed and casual face of Lu Liangwei, his face was cold and majestic, and it was daunting.

"Free gift."

Concubine Shu, Concubine Hui, Concubine Zhuang, upon hearing the words, straightened up and looked at the emperor standing on the carriage with eager eyes, automatically ignoring the beautiful girl beside him.

Zhao Gan had already stretched out his hand and wanted to help Lu Liangwei come down, but before Lu Liangwei could pass by, Long Yang took her hand first.

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, Long Yang carefully helped her out of the carriage.

The eyes of the three concubines finally fell on Lu Liangwei's body.

(End of this chapter)