Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

She glanced at Lin Qingyuan, who was following Chen Xuping around.

Did she still dare to marry Chen Xuping after almost being killed by him?

If that were the case, Lu Liangwei wondered if she should call her stupid or admire her courage.

A man like Chen Xuping was obviously not a good partner.

Aside from the fact that he tried to kill Lin Qingyuan, his heart was set on Lu Yunshuang and not her. Would it not be uncomfortable marrying him?

Moreover, by marrying him with the knowledge that he was a wicked and vicious person, she was literally jumping into the fire.

Lu Liangwei shook her head, feeling a little sympathetic.

However, at this moment, Lin Qingyuan suddenly walked over and grabbed her hand without warning. “Lu Liangwei, come to the lavatory with me. I need to go badly.”

The Dowager Duchess glanced at her in surprise.

From what she knew, Lin Qingyuan was closer to Shuang’er and would always get into a fight with Weiwei whenever they saw each other. Why was she acting as if they were good friends now?

Lu Liangwei did not want to get up, but Lin Qingyuan kept signaling to her with her eyes, looking like she was about to cry. After pausing for a while, she relented and stood up. “Okay, I was just about to go too. Let’s go together.” She then said to the Dowager Duchess, “Grandmother, I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay, be careful.” The Dowager Duchess gave Lin Qingyuan a glance that shot a warning.

Although Lin Qingyuan was not a schemer, she could not help feeling a little worried that she would try to do something in this vast palace.

Lin Qingyuan felt her scalp tingle under her gaze and promised reluctantly, “Don’t worry, Madam. I’ll definitely bring Lu Liangwei back unscathed.”

“Very well then, go ahead.” The Dowager Duchess nodded. She had wanted to let Aunt Lan follow but changed her mind the next second. Weiwei was already grown up and was more sensible and mature than before. She could not protect her forever.

Lu Liangwei followed Lin Qingyuan out. Shortly after they left, Long Yang entered the waterside pavilion with a group of people in tow.

As he stepped into the pavilion, his deep, unfathomable eyes scanned the place. When he realized that Lu Liangwei’s figure was nowhere in sight, he furrowed his long brow imperceptibly.

Why did Lu Liangwei not come?

He shot Zhao Qian a glance.

Zhao Qian was startled, but he quickly understood what Long Yang wanted and leaned closer to whisper, “Prince Lu has said that Second Miss is coming to the palace.”

Long Yang pursed his lips without another word.

The anomaly in his behavior lasted only for a fleeting moment, and nobody else had noticed it.

“Greetings to the Emperor, the Consorts, the Crown Prince, and the Crown Princess!”

When the Emperor and the Four Chief Consorts came in, everyone in the waterside pavilion hurriedly got up to greet them.

With Aunt Lan’s support, the Dowager Duchess was about to kneel when Long Yang strode forward and took her arm. “There’s no need for formalities, Madam!”

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Hearing this, the Dowager Duchess straightened up. What she hated the most about coming to the palace was greeting royalty and all those overelaborate formalities. Therefore, she would avoid coming unless she had no other choice.

“All of you may rise and take your seats.” After letting go of the Dowager Duchess’s hand, Long Yang walked to the head seat and sat down.

Everyone else took their seats accordingly.

…

Lu Liangwei and Lin Qingyuan did not really go to the lavatory.

Not far off from the waterside pavilion, Lin Qingyuan stopped and turned around, grabbing Lu Liangwei’s hand and pleading tearfully, “Lu Liangwei, you’ve got to help me…”