Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 443 The emperor and father are lying

Lu Hetian gritted his teeth with hatred when he saw his frame.

Did the emperor make up his mind and refuse to leave?

"Speaking of which, the age of the minister is not as big as how old the emperor is. The emperor has everything to do with every day, and has inexhaustible government affairs every day. Don't spend a few years younger than the minister and splurge."

Long Yangjun's face was dark, but he was not angry, but sighed: "Duke Zhen said yes, I will take good care of my body, so that I can stay with Wei Wei for a few more years. On the contrary, Duke Zhen, Mrs. Guo has passed away. For many years, I have been alone and widowed. I feel very distressed when I look at it. Why don't I give you a marriage?"

Lu Hetian choked on his throat with a mouthful of old blood. Is the Emperor Dog addicted to the gift of marriage?

"The emperor's goodwill, the minister's heart has been accepted. After so many years, the minister has long been used to it." After a pause, "Weiwei's mother is not with the minister, but still in the minister's heart. The minister is determined to her heart. ."

Hearing the words, Long Yang heard the implicit meaning in his words, and said positively: "Wei Wei is such a good girl, I will definitely not let her down. Please don't worry about this."

Lu Hetian copied the teapot he put aside, poured himself a cup, and then sighed, "Slightly looks like her mother, and probably has a similar personality. Her mother is a temperament who would rather be a jade fragment than a complete one. You can't rub the sand, and once you twist it up, the nine cows can't be pulled back."

With that, he drank all the tea in the cup.

Obviously a mouthful of fragrance, he drank a bitter taste.

Long Yang did not speak.

What Lu Hetian said meant to beat him, and at the same time he reminded him not to make mistakes, otherwise Weiwei would be like her mother, who would rather be a jade fragment than a complete one.

Looking at the people sitting there drinking scented tea as wine, Long Yang suddenly felt a little sympathetic to this future Yue Zhang.

"Father, my lord, what are you doing on the roof?"

At this moment, Lu Liangwei appeared in the yard, looking up at the two men on the roof, looking a little strange.

On the ninth day of the day, the emperor told her that the emperor would come to her tonight, but after dinner, she had been waiting in the house, but she never saw the emperor.

When she came out, she realized that the emperor was sitting on the roof with her father.

Looking at the girl who suddenly appeared in the yard, a smile flashed in Long Yang's deep eyes, and she finally came out.

Seeing his daughter in the yard, Lu Hetian hurriedly wiped his face before saying: "We are watching the moon."

"I am talking with my future father-in-law."

The two spoke at the same time, and after speaking, they glanced at each other, then immediately turned their eyes to look at Lu Liangwei.

Lu Liangwei stood in the yard and couldn't help laughing when he heard what the two said.

The emperor and father are lying.

Is the emperor someone who can talk with others?

It's impossible for Dad to go to the roof to watch the moon.

But just now, they didn't fight, right?

"You Yaxing is so good, you all went to the roof to talk and watch the moon." Lu Liangwei's mirror seemed to be in his heart, but it didn't break.

Looking at the girl smiling brightly in the yard, Long Marting's heart choked, flying down the roof, habitually stretched out his hand, wanting to hold her hand.

Lu Hetian, who had been staring at the two of them, quickly flew down when he saw this, and squeezed into the middle of the two abruptly, separating them.

Long Yang's hand fell through.

Lu Liang blinked slightly, and a sly expression flashed through his squishy eyes.

Lu Hetian glanced at Long Yang. In front of him, he dared to do something to his daughter, when he was dead?

"The emperor, it's late at night, let the minister **** you back to the palace."

Long Yang didn't seem to hear what he said, so he passed the food box in his hand to Lu Liangwei, and said warmly: "It's all small snacks made in the Imperial Dining Room. It's still hot. Go and eat it."

Lu Liang swallowed after hearing the words, but when he noticed the staring gaze from his father nearby, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Pick up or not?

(End of this chapter)