Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 49 has a great background

Everyone sat down in Yiyan.

Without the emperor's order, Zhao Gan called to the guard and dragged Qin Wan out as a family.

When the crowd saw them, they watched their noses and their hearts. No one dared to come out to intercede for them.

People who are disgusted by the emperor, they are stupid, will go up.

Naturally, Lu Yunshuang was equally indifferent.

The sisters in the past had deep affection, but it was just a joke.

Lin Qingyuan glanced at Lu Yunshuang, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.

Qin Wan is like her usual style, she is naturally clear about it, and she follows Lu Yunshuang all day, saying that it is her attendant.

But now, Qin Wanru has something wrong, but Lu Yunshuang hangs up high, as if it doesn't matter to him.

She frowned, very uncomfortable.

Auntie Zheng sat next to Lu Liangwei, and seemed to ask with concern: "Weiwei, were you okay just now?"

Lu Liang nodded slightly towards Lu Tingchen, indicating that he was okay, so that he could be relieved.

Seeing him sitting down at another table, he turned his head to look at Aunt Zheng, "Aunt Zheng Lao remembered, I'm fine."

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Zheng was relieved, her eyes flashed when she thought of something, and she leaned forward a few minutes, and asked in a low voice, "Then Miss Qin's sudden misconduct is really not you What did you do?"

Lu Liang glanced at her slightly, and asked, "Ms. Qin's misconduct, what does it have to do with me, what can I do? It would be better for Aunt Zheng to teach me."

Aunt Zheng choked.

Seeing Lu Liang's calm look, he was a little uncertain.

Then Qin Wanru fart, is it really not what she did?

Lu Liang lowered his eyes slightly, and Qin Wan seemed to be suddenly losing his appearance, which was of course her doing.

She is good at making drugs, and she is a master at using drugs.

Just when she was pouring Qin like water, she sprinkled some ventilating powder into the water.

Qin Wanru was splashed with water twice in succession, and the water naturally inevitably flowed into her mouth.

The powder she made does not need to be large, as long as a little bit enters the mouth of a person, it can achieve excellent results.

At this time, Lu Hetian learned the news and hurried in from outside.

After saluting the emperor, he hurriedly returned to his seat and took Lu Liang a good check.

"Weiwei, what happened just now, are you injured?"

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "I have nothing to do, father don't worry."

Lu Hetian was relieved, but seeing that the hair on her temple was a little wet, he couldn't help frowning again, "What's wrong with your hair?"

Lu Liangwei didn't want him to pursue it any more, so he said, "When I drank water just now, it accidentally spilled." Then, he picked up the veil and wiped the wet hair on the sideburn.

Although Lu Hetian had doubts, since the banquet had already started, he didn't ask more.

A small storm was soon forgotten by everyone.

Today is the emperor’s thirtieth birthday, and the banquet begins with the offering of gifts.

As a prince, Long Chi was naturally the first to present a gift.

Lu Yunshuang stood beside him, wishing the emperor birthday together.

"Chen, minister and daughter-in-law, I wish the emperor uncle a long life than Nanshan, and a blessing like the East China Sea!"

Lu Liangwei listened in the room, only to feel ironic.

Long Chi, a wolf and ambitious fellow, had long known that the emperor was suffering from a serious illness, and this was really insincere.

I'm afraid, I'm already looking forward to the emperor's death soon, so that he will be in good position.

After saying the birthday message, Long Chi waved his hand, and a palace man behind him immediately came forward with a tray.

The crowd held their breath and wanted to see what birthday gift the prince had prepared for the emperor.

He saw Long Chi picking up a folding fan from the tray held by the palace man.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help shaking their heads.

Although today is only the emperor’s thirtieth birthday, as a prince, giving a folding fan is too shabby.

Lu Hetian's expression was also somewhat disapproving.

Aunt Zheng saw her, secretly anxious.

Lu Liang looked at the expressions of the people slightly.

Everyone guessed wrong this time. His Royal Highness is not a simple figure, so naturally he would not use a broken fan as the emperor's birthday gift.

That fan has a great background!

(End of this chapter)