Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 630 Long Marting is a little bit unhappy

Long Yang took Lu Liangwei's hand, "Let's go."

"Okay." Lu Liang nodded slightly, just about to follow him down the city wall, but at this moment, she saw a familiar figure outside the city gate.

She quickly turned her head towards Long Martingale and said: "The emperor, I have seen my mother, and I want to go over and talk to her."

Long Yang glanced outside the city gate and nodded, "I will accompany you."

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, "Your government affairs are heavy, don't pay attention to me, I will go back by myself after speaking with my mother."

Long Yang twisted his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Liangwei, "I'm going down first." As he said, he broke away from his hand and walked quickly under the city wall.

Without Long Yang's instructions, Chu Jiu had already caught up quickly.

Long Yang held his hand on the city wall, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, but he felt helpless.

This girl, as soon as she saw her mother, she left him.

He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

It seems that in her heart, he will never compare to the status of her family in her heart.

He stood and pondered for a moment, then lifted his foot under the city wall.

When Long Chi and several courtiers saw that the emperor was left behind by the queen, their thoughts were different.

After getting off the city wall, Long Chi saw that Long Yang was about to get on the carriage, and he hurried forward and volunteered: "Uncle Emperor, Auntie Emperor is still outside the city, and his nephew is willing to wait here and **** Auntie Emperor to the palace.

Long Yang paused when he got on the carriage, turned around to look at him, and the smile on his mouth was a little cold.

"The prince wants to **** the queen back to the palace?"

Long Chi's head dropped lower, and he respectfully replied: "At the moment, the minister and nephew have nothing to do with each other, and I am willing to do the best for the emperor.

"It's like a dog and a horse?" Long Yang faintly curled his lips, slender knuckles, knocked on the carriage, turned around suddenly, and said in a gentle voice: "So, how about I promote you to the queen's special coachman? In this way, your loyalty and filial piety will be fully realized wherever your aunt will go.

Long Chi's cold sweat was coming out, and he didn't expect the emperor uncle to come up with such an arrangement. For a while, he didn't know how to respond.

After a long while, he bit his head and replied: "Chen, follow..."

Before the decree was spoken, Long Marting was lightly interrupted, "Why is Chi'er taking it seriously? I'm just joking with you. You are a prince, how can you be a prince? Even if you don't want to be a prince, then You can't be so rash. How to say, you are also a child of my royal family. I have to think carefully about where to put you in order to be more appropriate."

At this time, the cold sweat on Long Chi's forehead rolled off.

"Chen...nephew, uncle Xie Huang's grace!"

"Yes. Since you are okay, wait for your auntie here, remember to **** her back to the palace safely, with at least one strand of hair." Long Yang finished his command and got on the carriage.

Zhao Gan glanced at the prince, and muttered in his heart, this prince was afraid that he was not the prince, so he sat too securely, and even asked for himself.

The master was already taboo about the prince and the queen. The gossip that he heard in the Imperial Garden that day was still in his heart, but the prince would bump into him. Surgery?

When it comes to the empress, the master's heart is smaller than the eye of a needle.

He shook his head and got into the carriage.

After listening to the emperor's words, the other courtiers became more active.

Listening to the emperor's words, it actually meant to waste the reserve.

Several people couldn't help but glanced at Long Chi secretly.

Could it be that the position of the prince is going to sit down to the end?

(End of this chapter)