Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 435 was caught upright

After all, it is the future Master Yue, he is not too ignorant.

So he had to return to Weiwei's yard.

Lu Liang was shocked when he heard the words, "Why my father..."

"Just now he entered the house, he should have found something." Long Yang's face was calm and calm, "It's okay, you can go in."

Just as Lu Liangwei was about to say something, he saw Lu Hetian flying down from the roof, staring at Long Marting with his sharp eyes, making no secret of his irony, "It turns out that it is the emperor, and the minister thought it was the prodigal son who came in."

"It's my fault that made Lord Zhen Guo misunderstand." Long Yang nodded at him with a good temper, as if he didn't hear the other party's disrespectful tone.

He was actually so embarrassed.

He ran into Weiwei's room, but was hit by Lu Hetian. No matter what, he was the first to lose sight of this matter.

So he is willing to stand here and face Lu Hetian's anger.

Hearing the tone of his father and Long Martingale, Lu Liang Weixin raised his throat.

She could feel the temper that her father was trying to suppress at this time, but the other party was the emperor, and her father was so angry that she should also control it. What if she annoyed Long Martingale?

Lu Hetian didn't buy it, and even the anger in his heart had reached its peak.

He really did not expect that the emperor would do such a sneaky thing.

Lang Lang, in broad daylight, he ran into Wei Wei's boudoir without shame.

What were they doing when he entered just now?

If he hadn't seen the food basket on the table, he would not have thought that the emperor was in the room.

The three words Yushanfang were clearly engraved on the food basket.

And as long as he thought that the emperor might have taken a slight advantage, he became furious, even thinking of killing the king.

Wei Wei was the baby girl he held in his palm, and couldn't tolerate anyone coveting it, but now he planted the cabbage that he had worked so hard to grow, and he felt as if he was being held up by a pig.

Lu Hetian wanted to vomit blood, and he couldn't wait for the sword in his hand to smash the prodigal son of Long Yang.

But despite his anger and reason, he didn't say a word anymore, but strode over, pulling Lu Liang slightly behind him.

The voice tried his best to suppress the anger, "Although the emperor has a marriage contract with Weiwei, but after all he has not yet married, the emperor still has to avoid suspicion, so as not to damage Weiwei's reputation."

Long Yang saw his anger in his eyes and realized that if he were not the emperor, he would have been slashed by the opponent.

He could understand Lu Hetian's feelings, so he did not refute, but nodded, "I will pay attention."

Hearing this, Lu Hetian choked on his throat, unable to go up or down.

It happened that the emperor was not someone he could beat up, so he could only sulk himself.

Seeing that he was very angry, Lu Liangwei hugged his arm and shook him, "Father, it's hot here, let's get in the house."

Lu Hetian's heart softened, and his anger disappeared. He faced his daughter's soft expression. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't bear to sprinkle on her. He took a deep breath and patted her hand, "Okay." Then he took her hand, turned and entered the room, ignoring a certain emperor.

Long Yang: "..."

Looking at the intimate father and daughter, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Even father and daughter don’t have to be so close.

He frowned.

Lu Liangwei suddenly turned his head, blinked at him, and motioned for him to go quickly.

Long Yang's uncomfortable feeling dissipated, and he nodded helplessly.

Lu Hetian was still in anger, so he really shouldn't stay here anymore.

Confirming that Lu Hetian would not spread his anger on Lu Liangwei, he just left.

(End of this chapter)