Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Zhao Qian’s back stiffened in surprise when his master shot him a look, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Did he say something wrong?

Just when he was starting to panic, Long Yang suddenly said, “From today onward, send Second Miss Lu one gift that she likes every day.”

Hearing this, Zhao Qian secretly sighed in relief and hastily replied, “Yes, Master.”

Still not entirely convinced, Long Yang added, “But you must let me check each gift every day.”

“Yes, Master,” Zhao Qian readily agreed.

The Grand Duke Mansion.

After Ji Qingyuan and his son had left, Lu Liangwei ordered the servants to wash the peaches before taking them to Longevity Hall herself.

The moment she stepped into Longevity Hall’s courtyard, she bumped into her father and brother, who had returned from outside.

“Dad, Big Bro?”

Lu Hetian walked over to her and was surprised to see the peaches in her hands. “Did you go to the holiday home today?”

Lu Liangwei nodded. “Yes.”

Lu Tingchen had already reached out and taken a piece of peach from the plate. He glanced at it curiously. “The peaches this year are much bigger than last year.” As he spoke, he took a bite of its juicy flesh. “Huh, even the taste is a bit different. It’s much better than in previous years.”

Lu Hetian was a little dissatisfied with his actions and snorted. “All you know how to do is eat.”

Lu Tingchen was unbothered. “If you don’t like peaches, Father, I’ll help you eat your portion later.”

Lu Hetian thundered, “What else can you do besides eat?”

Lu Tingchen took another bite of the peach and said coolly, “I’m your son. Shouldn’t you know what I can do?”

Furious, Lu Hetian was about to scold him again when Lu Liangwei grabbed his arm. “Dad, Grandmother must be waiting. Let’s go in.”

Lu Hetian calmed down at the thought of his mother. Looking at his gentle and meek daughter clutching his arms, he once again lamented to himself, ‘What’s the use of having a son when all he does is irritate me? Daughters are always more caring.’

“Okay, let’s go in. I’m not going to argue with that little brat.” As he spoke, he shot Lu Tingchen a resentful glance, then looked away and took the plate from Lu Liangwei’s hands. Holding her hand, he walked indoors.

Lu Liangwei turned her head and pulled a smug face at Lu Tingchen.

Lu Tingchen suddenly felt that the peach in his hand had become rather tasteless.

Seeing that the three of them were present, the Dowager Duchess did not beat around the bush and candidly explained to them the purpose of Ji Qingyuan’s visit.

“What do you think?”

Lu Tingchen frowned and was the first to disagree. “Ji Xiu is always up to no good and causes trouble everywhere with his trashy friends. He’s not worthy of Weiwei at all.”

Lu Hetian was not very satisfied either. “I also agree that he’s unsuitable.”

Lu Liangwei did not speak, but she was a little surprised. What did Ji Qingyuan like about her?

The Dowager Duchess sighed. “I also think that Ji Xiu isn’t someone who can make Weiwei happy, but I feel that going to the Duke Ji Mansion is better compared to entering the palace.”

Lu Hetian was startled. “Mother, do you mean…”

The Dowager Duchess glanced at him, then suddenly said, “The peach in Tingchen’s hand was given by the Emperor.”

Lu Tingchen instantly felt that the peach in his hand was burning his skin.

He met with the Emperor every day, so it was not receiving a reward from the Emperor that he found unnerving but the fact that the Emperor had suddenly rewarded them again with peaches.

“Today, the Emperor took Weiwei to the imperial holiday home,” the Dowager Duchess continued.

At this moment, Lu Hetian and Lu Tingchen were both taken aback and turned their heads in unison to look at Lu Liangwei.

At first, Lu Liangwei did not want to tell her grandmother about this. However, given how Long Yang had openly sent her back today, her grandmother would start getting suspicious even if she did not tell her.