Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Long Yang had long known that this girl was bolder than most people and was not scared of him, but her reaction still surprised him slightly.

“Huh?”

“You should speak louder, Your Majesty. It’s best if everyone in the Grand Duke Mansion hears you so that they’ll know that the Emperor broke into a maiden’s room at night,” Lu Liangwei snickered, but her feelings were complicated inside.

By rejecting him the night before, she had committed a fatal offense against him. She was lucky that he did not punish her at that time.

She thought that he would at least not come anymore, but to her surprise, he came again.

Long Yang snorted. “You think I’d be scared?”

Lu Liangwei retorted, “Why wouldn’t you?”

“Why should I?” The corners of Long Yang’s mouth lifted faintly.

Lu Liangwei pursed her lips, then turned her head away indignantly, not knowing that she looked like she was whining at that moment.

Long Yang’s heart thumped, and he swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. The irritation in his heart was suddenly replaced by pleasure.

He got up abruptly and walked toward her.

Lu Liangwei sensed something casting a shadow over her head and looked up, only to meet the man’s deep and intimidating black eyes.

She blinked and was about to get up when a big pair of hands held her shoulders down. “Weiwei.”

Startled, Lu Liangwei heard the man’s low and gentle voice say, “I’m planning to propose to the Dowager Duchess, so I’m not afraid of other people knowing.”

Lu Liangwei’s head buzzed, and she stood up suddenly.

Bam!

She accidentally hit Long Yang’s chin with her head.

Long Yang winced, his lower jaw turning red.

Seeing this, Lu Liangwei was a little guilty. “I didn’t mean to…”

“Does it hurt?”

Long Yang spoke at the same time.

Lu Liangwei was startled as a dry palm covered the top of her head and stroked it.

Lu Liangwei blushed and stared at him wide-eyed.

However, a moment later, she came back to her senses and calmed down slightly. With a frown, she took a few steps to the side, avoiding his action.

“Your Majesty, it’s inappropriate for you to do that,” she said glumly.

Long Yang glanced at her. “What’s inappropriate about it?”

Lu Liangwei furrowed her brow. “You shouldn’t waste time on me. I don’t want to enter the palace.”

“Then tell me, why don’t you want to enter the palace?” Long Yang’s face turned grim.

“I think that I’ve made myself very clear last night.” Lu Liangwei was a little annoyed. “You’re the emperor; you can have all the women you want. Why pursue me?”

“But I only want you.” Long Yang frowned.

Lu Liangwei was stunned.

After a while, she pursed her dry lips. “If Your Majesty wants to repay me, there are many other ways. You don’t have to put yourself on the line.”

Long Yang paused. “You think that I want to take you as my empress because I want to repay you?”

When Lu Liangwei met his dark, bottomless gaze, she knew that she had overthought.

She clenched her fists, forcing herself to calm down, and enunciated her words slowly, “Your Majesty, does curing you of the poison count as a great achievement?”

Long Yang was startled to hear her mention this, and only after a long moment did he respond in a low voice, “Yes.”

“Then can I ask for a reward?” Lu Liangwei looked at him hopefully.

Long Yang nodded and replied tersely, “Yes.”

Lu Liangwei suddenly fell to her knees and said quickly, “Please take me as your goddaughter, Your Majesty.”

As soon as she uttered those words, the room fell into a dead silence.

Long Yang’s outstretched hand froze in place.

He had wanted to help her up, but she said…

A storm brewed in his eyes.

After speaking, Lu Liangwei lowered her head.