Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 603 and the smell left on him

Zhuyu stayed in a daze, reacted, and said with a smile: "The young lady has to find a better-looking family for me, otherwise the slave and maid would rather die than marry."

Lu Liangwei: "..."

I thought she would be afraid, but this girl was not afraid at all and could still joke.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Zhuyu continued: "Miss, you have nothing to do with you right now, so let's do some food, and the slave and maid will accompany you to the royal study room for a while."

Lu Liang rolled his eyes slightly, and in order to prevent her from continuing to brainwash herself, he said: "The emperor is not such a person, don't think about it." She is a little sleepy now, just want to sleep.

Zhuyu had to say something, but was stopped by Chu Jiu, "Forget it, the queen has her own opinion, let's go out first, the queen is tired."

Lu Liang glanced at Lu Jiu with admiration, and said with a smile, "Ajiu still understands me."

Zhuyu was a little dissatisfied, and pursed her lips: "The servant girl is for the sake of the young lady, and she is anxious for the young lady, all for her good."

"Yes, yes, Jewel will take care of me the most. However, I am sleepy now and want to sleep. If there is anything, wait until I wake up."

When Zhuyu heard the words, she had to shut up and went out with Chu Jiu.

The sleeping hall was quiet, and Lu Liangwei walked to the bed.

Seeing the clean and tidy bed, Lu Liang smiled lightly and sat down.

Fingers stroked the pillow that Long Marting had pillowed, and it seemed that there was still the smell left on him, a clear, clean smell.

She lay down, and soon fell asleep.

In the imperial study room, Long Yang absently reviewed the memorials, until the afternoon, without seeing the girl coming, his expression became even colder.

Zhao Gan didn't dare to breathe, if he had to wait for the pen and ink, he would have gathered himself up and hide away.

Although the master didn't speak, the low air pressure in the Imperial Study Room was really suffocating.

The first and seventh days of the middle school have long been hiding.

I'm sorry for him, I want to hide, can't hide.

Being worried about his situation, the corner of his eyes suddenly saw the master stand up.

He was frightened, and the whisk in his hand almost fell to the ground.

When he reacted, the master had already left the imperial study room.

He hurriedly followed.

Long Yang walked around in the imperial garden, and was about to go back when he suddenly heard whispers from behind a rockery.

"...I heard that the queen used to be entangled with the prince, but even the prince, looking for life, almost died."

"I've also heard that at that time, the queen was hanging herself. There was a lot of trouble and almost no one knew."

"In that case, the queen should be very obsessed with the prince, but why, within a few months, she fell into the arms of the emperor?"

"You said, could it be because the queen couldn't get the prince, so he thought of a way to empathize? Although the emperor and the prince are just uncles and nephews, they are still somewhat similar."

"You mean, when the queen looked at the emperor, she was actually thinking of the prince?"

Standing behind Long Yang, Zhao Qian was shocked and furious when he heard the words. This damned **** dared to hide here and chew the tongues of the master and the queen.

Before Long Marting could speak, he had already turned behind the rockery and pulled out the two little eunuchs.

"Asshole things, are you tired and crooked?" At the end of the word, he raised his hand and gave two little eunuchs, one for each, an ear scraper.

(End of this chapter)