Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Zhao Qian scrutinized his master’s expression and cautiously offered, “Perhaps Miss Lu forgot about it yesterday…”

‘Yes, she forgot, instead of deliberately neglecting to inform you, Master,’ he thought to himself.

Despite his words, however, he was not entirely certain about that.

This trip to Tianzhu Mountain was such an important matter—how could Miss Lu possibly forget about it? That was pushing things too far!

It was not as if she were going there to relax for a mere few days before coming back. Furthermore, given the current relationship status between herself and his master, even if she planned to return very soon, she should still have informed him.

Miss Lu’s behavior this time was honestly far too impudent—deliberately not telling Master where she was going. At the same time, though, Zhao Qian somehow felt that she was quite adorable. Perhaps she was the only person in the entire world who had the nerve to play such a trick on his master.

Long Yang said nothing; his eyes were dark and brooding.

That little minx did it on purpose—but why had she not told him?

Noticing his master’s long silence, Zhao Qian could not help snapping at Shi Yi, who had come in afterward, “You imbecile! Second Miss Lu going to Tianzhu Mountain is such an important matter; why didn’t you report to Master first? Shi Yi, you’re too remiss in your duties!”

“I thought that Second Miss Lu had already told Master yesterday when she came to the palace,” Shi Yi said rather innocently. Given Master’s current relationship with Second Miss Lu, there was no reason for her not to tell him, which was why Shi Yi had not promptly reported this.

Long Yang sneered. See, even Shi Yi thought Wei Wei would have told his master, but she had simply kept mum yesterday…

Were they not still on good terms yesterday, however?

Long Yang dropped the calligraphy brush he was holding and was about to rise, but something suddenly occurred to him. He sat down again, pinched the bridge of his nose with his slender fingers, and laughed quietly.

He had not known that the little minx could be so vindictive.

Zhao Qian and Shi Yi, who had been observing their master’s expression, noticed this and looked at each other, startled.

Did their master just smile?

They were not seeing things, right?

Could it be that he was furious?

Long Yang rubbed his forehead, then abruptly looked toward Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian noticed this and immediately lowered his gaze. Deferentially, he straightened up, pretending as if he had not seen anything.

Shi Yi also hurriedly lowered his head. After a moment of thought, he asked, “Master, does your humble subordinate need to follow Second Miss Lu and watch over her?”

Long Yang shook his head, “That won’t be necessary. Chu Jiu has returned, hasn’t she?”

“Ah Jiu came back last night,” Zhao Qian answered first, forestalling Shi Yi’s reply.

“Have her go to Tianzhu Mountain. From now on, she will be in charge of protecting Second Miss Lu.”

After all, Shi Yi was a man. Although he would not be doing much, it would be inconvenient for him regardless.

Zhao Qian immediately responded, “I will go and talk to Ah Jiu.” He paused for a moment. “Then, if there are other tasks in the future, none of them need to be assigned to her?”

“Yes. Her task from now on is to be responsible for Second Miss Lu’s safety,” Long Yang said lightly.

“Yes, Master.”

After Zhao Qian had withdrawn, Long Yang turned his gaze to Shi Yi. “How long will she be there?”

Had Zhao Qian not told Master just a few minutes ago?

Shi Yi was not entirely sure what was on Long Yang’s mind. After deliberating for a moment, he replied guardedly, “It should be around a month or so.”

Long Yang did not say anything further. After a moment, he ordered, “Go summon Lu Tingchen.”

“Yes, Master.”

Very soon, Lu Tingchen arrived

.

“Your Majesty wishes to see me?” he asked respectfully, after bowing deferentially to Long Yang.

“Mm.” Long Yang gestured to a chair. “Do sit down.”

Lu Tingchen unfastened the sword at his waist and sat down. However, he maintained a very straight-backed, upright position in the chair.

“Play a game of chess with me.” Long Yang rose from his seat at the imperial table.

Lu Tingchen immediately stood up when he heard this. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

Long Yang paused his steps and glanced at him. “There’s no need to be so formal. Just behave in the exact same manner as you’ve been doing all this while.”