Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

"But you can't rush things, or you'll scare the girl off," Lu Hetian advised him gravely.

Lu Tingchen, "..."

His father seemed to have gotten the wrong idea.

"It's not what you think. I didn't do anything." Scowling, Lu Tingchen defended himself.

"Uh-huh." Lu Hetian made a non-committal sound in response and patted him on the shoulder. "You have nine laps left. Carry on." With that, he strode off.

A corner of Lu Tingchen's mouth twitched.

His father clearly did not believe him.

Ling Lihua led Chu Jiu into her tent. Her eyes lit up when she caught sight of the dress on the table, and she picked it up and held it up to Chu Jiu's body.

"I bet you'll look great in this color." She stuffed the dress into Chu Jiu's arms and urged her, "Get changed, we're going shopping in the city later."

Chu Jiu hesitated. "Madam, I don't wear women's clothes…"

Ling Lihua stroked the tresses that fell past her shoulder and smiled at her. "With those good looks of yours, it'd be a pity if you don't wear women's clothes. You're just not used to them—wear them a couple of times and I'm sure you'll fall in love with them." Seeing that Chu Jiu was still skeptical, she pretended to threaten her, "If you don't put the dress on yourself, I'm going to do it for you."

Shocked, Chu Jiu flushed and said, "I-I'll do it."

"Good girl." Pleased, Ling Lihua reached out to tuck Chu Jiu's hair behind her ear.

"Madam, could you please leave for a moment?" Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Chu Jiu instantly grew nervous.

"We're both women; there's no need to hide. Or perhaps—you're not wearing anything underneath?" Ling Lihua teased her on purpose.

Sure enough, Chu Jiu blushed once again and stared wide-eyed at her.

"Hahaha!" Ling Lihua laughed merrily. No wonder her son was attracted to this young woman.

For a person who was always so stiff and stern, her shyness was really endearing.

"All right, I'll stop teasing you now. Hurry and get changed. We're going to the city later." With that, Ling Lihua left.

She wanted to go back to her tent and pick some jewelry to spruce up Chu Jiu's looks.

Once Ling Lihua was gone, Chu Jiu gripped the dress in her arms, biting her lip. With steely resolve, she finally changed into the dress.

After putting it on, she fidgeted uneasily in her seat.

She fingered the hem and sleeves every now and then, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Just when she was about to take it off, Ling Lihua walked in.

She was amazed to see Chu Jiu in her dress.

Chu Jiu had always been good-looking, but because she usually wore men's clothes and adopted a not-so-refined lifestyle, her beauty was often overlooked by others.

Now that she had changed into this light green dress, she seemed like a whole different person.

Her feminine charm, which had been hidden away all this time, was finally revealed.

Her belt was tied in a loose knot around her slim waist, making it seem delicate and fragile.

"Chu Jiu, you look stunning like this," Ling Lihua praised her.

Chu Jiu turned red. "I'm sure you're joking, Madam." Any beautiful woman would pale into insignificance in front of the Duchess, even more so a plain girl like herself. Being complimented by such a gorgeous woman also made her diffident.

"I'm perfectly serious." Ling Lihua took out a mirror and handed it to her. "Hold on to this while I do your hair."

Chu Jiu sat passively on the stool with the mirror in her hands.

It was not long before Ling Lihua was done tending to her hair.