Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Lin Qingyuan was a little puzzled as she watched Long Xuan rush off.

She noticed that he had given her a strange look when he turned to leave and found that rather perplexing.

Could there be something wrong with her dress?

That could not be. Yan Ruyu had given her this dress and she had personally checked it after putting it on. There was no problem with it.

Even though she felt sure of it, she still could not help lowering her head to take another look.

Despite that, she still could not find the issue, so she got Bai He to help her check the garment as well.

"What's the matter, Miss? There's nothing wrong with your dress."

Lin Qingyuan frowned.

If it was not an issue with her dress and there was nothing on her face, why would Long Xuan give her such a strange look when he walked off?

Still perplexed, she decided not to think much of it and went home with Bai He.

The next day.

Lin Qingyuan entered the Palace to visit Lu Liangwei and recounted to her everything that happened yesterday in great detail.

Lu Liangwei was rather shocked after hearing the story. "You were thrown into the river by the rapist?"

"That's right. I could easily have not been able to see you today," Lin Qingyuan said, feeling a wave of fear at the recollection while she patted herself on the chest.

"You were lucky that Long Xuan was there. Otherwise, you might have lost your life." Even though Lu Liangwei was not at the scene, it was not hard to imagine how dangerous it was.

"That's right. It's thanks to him that I'm safe and sound." Lin Qingyuan was grateful for it.

Lu Liangwei darted her a look and said thoughtfully, "Long Xuan risked his life to save you. You should thank him properly."

Risked his life?

Lin Qingyuan recalled what had happened yesterday. It was not as exaggerated as Weiwei had put it, but she still said, "I do want to thank him properly, but when I suggested buying him a meal yesterday, he wouldn't accept it. There's nothing else I can do." At this point, she was reminded of the strange look Long Xuan had given her before he left.

What did Long Xuan mean by that?

Lin Qingyuan frowned.

"Now that you mention it, the two of you aren't fond of each other, but at the same time, you seem to be destined to keep bumping into each other." Lu Liangwei teased.

"That's just a coincidence." Lin Qingyuan did not want to admit that there was any fate between her and Long Xuan. "Now that we're on this topic, Long Xuan actually has some kind of relationship with the lead courtesan of Peony Pavilion. That was unexpected."

Lu Liangwei was a little curious too. "You said that Yan Ruyu's banquet yesterday was held specifically for Long Xuan?"

"That's right. I could tell that Yan Ruyu has a huge crush on him. Unfortunately, Long Xuan doesn't seem to feel anything for her." Lin Qingyuan moved closer to Lu Liangwei mysteriously. "Do you think Long Xuan is a normal guy?"

"Why wouldn't he be?" Lu Liangwei asked causally as she picked up the rattle drum Yaoyao had dropped on the ground.

"Yan Ruyu is the lead courtesan of Peony Pavilion. You didn't see the crowd yesterday. There were so many people who wanted to be her playthings. That's more than enough to prove how gorgeous Yan Ruyu must be. Any normal man would not be able to turn down such a beauty when she's throwing herself at him, but Long Xuan was unmoved throughout the whole banquet. How could a normal man not desire a great beauty like her?" The more Lin Qingyuan thought about it, the more she felt that Long Xuan must have some sort of secret illness, either that or he might have some fetish that made him uninterested in women.

Lu Liangwei also found it strange when she heard this.

"Are you implying that Long Xuan likes men?"

"That must be it." Lin Qingyuan was getting more and more convinced. "Why else would he be so opposed to marriage? He even rejected a great beauty like Yan Ruyu."