Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart



Sensing her noncommittal attitude, Long Yin narrowed his eyes, and his voice suddenly became deeper. "Hexin?"

Hexin snapped out of her daze and stared at him blankly, her lashes quivering. "Yes?"

Long Yin's face softened, somewhat amused by her reaction. "Got something on your mind? Did you even hear what I said?"

"I did. I should hold the racket like this, right?" Hexin demonstrated with her racket.

Long Yin let out a frustrated laugh and rapped his knuckles on her head. "You said you heard me, but just look at your grip. How's that any different from just now?"

Hexin lowered her head and studied her grip for a moment. Realizing it was indeed the same as before, she blushed.

Long Yin was exasperated. "I'm going to say this one more time—if you still can't learn it correctly, I'm going to punish you."

"How?" Hexin asked in alarm.

"How about I make you run around the palace grounds?" Seeing how apprehensive she was, Long Yin felt like teasing her and suggested jokingly. 

"What?" Hexin figured she would break her legs if she had to run around the vast palace grounds.

"Does that scare you? Then you'd better listen to me carefully." With a quirk of his lips, Long Yin began to teach her step by step.

Hexin kept her head bowed as she listened to his instructions seriously, not daring to let her mind wander anymore.

This time, she managed to learn it quickly and even gave him a demonstration.

"You're a promising one." Long Yin ruffled her hair, satisfied.

"Let's continue playing, then." Hexin plucked up the courage to invite him. 

He had paused their game right when she had been getting into it, leaving her wanting for more.

"Sure," Long Yin answered, but just when he was about to resume his position, he caught sight of a young man standing beside Lu Xue. His eyes narrowed, and the pleasure faded from his face.

Following his line of sight, Hexin saw that an elegant, handsome man had appeared next to Lu Xue. Whatever their conversation was about, it brought a genuine smile to Lu Xue's face and made her glow with happiness.

Before Hexin knew it, Long Yin was making his way over to them.

"Cousin Long Yin, Big Bro Wanyan has come back," Lu Xue hurriedly informed him when she saw him walk over.

Wanyan Zhi turned, his gaze falling on Long Yin. "Yin'er, long time no see."

"Hello, Cousin Wanyan." Long Yin gave him a brief nod. "When did you arrive?"

"Just now," Wanyan Zhi replied. Noticing Hexin standing next to Long Yin, he grinned and asked, "And who is this young lady, may I ask?"

"This is Beitang Hexin, daughter of Prince Rui of the Yan Kingdom." After introducing Hexin to Wanyan Zhi, Long Yin said to her, "Hexin, this is my cousin."

"Hello." Hexin stepped forward and greeted Wanyan Zhi politely.

Wanyan Zhi smiled warmly. "Hello, my name is Wanyan Zhi. If you don't mind, you can call me Big Bro Wanyan, just like how Xue'er does."

"Big Bro Wanyan." Hexin did as suggested.

Wanyan Zhi glanced at Long Yin with a meaningful smile. "What a lovely girl."

Long Yin's eyes were on Lu Xue, and he muttered a casual "uh-huh" to Wanyan Zhi's comment without giving it too much thought.

The smile on Wanyan Zhi's lips broadened.

Hexin reddened slightly and sneaked a glance at Long Yin. He was staring absentmindedly at Lu Xue, seemingly unaware of what he had just said. 

The thought somewhat chagrined her.

Just then, Lu Xue caught hold of Wanyan Zhi's sleeve and looked up at him, demanding, "If Xinxin's lovely, what about me?" 

Wanyan Zhi dropped his gaze to her, then reached out and patted her head with a chuckle. "Our darling Xue'er is lovely too, of course."

Lu Xue pouted. "You don't sound like you mean it."