Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

His Majesty’s arrival would have forced her grandmother to greet him even though she was the one celebrating her birthday.

A nice birthday banquet would have ended up being spent in a high-strung atmosphere.

Long Yang did not want to put her grandmother in a difficult spot, which was why he gave an excuse for not being able to attend.

He had thought through this with great detail!

It was not long before the birthday banquet began.

The male guests feasted at the outer courtyard while the female guests had their meal at the inner courtyard at separate tables.

It was already afternoon when the banquet ended.

Lu Liangwei returned to Dusklight Court only after all the guests had left.

Even though she had nothing much to do, Lu Liangwei still felt slightly tired from entertaining all those ladies and young misses.

When she got to the door, Lu Liangwei was taken aback to see Chu Jiu standing guard there.

“Jiu, what are your doing here? Have you eaten?” Was Jiu taking work too seriously? Lu Liangwei was not in the room, there was no need for her to guard outside the door.

Chu Jiu nodded. “I’ve eaten.”

Something flashed in her eyes as her lips moved. It looked like she wanted to say something, but she ended up keeping mum.

Lu Liangwei was a little tired and was not in the mood to decipher Chu Jiu’s expression. She merely said, “There’s no need to stand guard here. Go and rest.”

With that, she went into the room.

Zhu Yu was about to follow suit when Chu Jiu grabbed hold of her.

“Chu Jiu, why are you pulling me back?” Zhu Yu was a little upset. Her miss was tired. She needed to go in and help her rest.

Chu Jiu did not say a word and pulled Zhu Yu away.

Zhu Yu refused to leave and struggled against Chu Jiu. “Let me go!”

Chu Jiu darted a look at her. “Didn’t you hear Miss telling us to go rest? Why do you need to go in?”

“I’m not stopping you if you want to take a rest. Why are you pulling me with you?” Zhu Yu was quite upset.

Chu Jiu was crossing the line. She was even trying to control what Zhu Yu was doing.

Chu Jiu looked at the room. She made sure that Lu Liangwei had entered before getting close to whisper something in Zhu Yu’s ear.

When Zhu Yu heard her, she immediately let go of the pillar she was grabbing onto and ran off at a speed faster than Chu Jiu.

When she saw Chu Jiu was moving slower than she was, she even turned back to pull Chu Jiu. “What are you doing standing there? Quick, we need to get as far away as possible.”

Chu Jiu’s lips twitched. Her long legs strode wider as she followed Zhu Yu and left.

Lu Liangwei had just entered her room when she heard the commotion between Zhu Yu and Chu Jiu. She smiled without thinking too much about it.

These two girls would get on each other’s nerves a few times almost every day. They always seemed to be at odds.

The courtyard finally quietened she did not think much about it.

She shook her head and was about to go into the inner room when she paused in her footsteps. Her eyes stared blankly at the figure on the soft bed next to the window.

The soft bed was a little short. The person sleeping on it now had to stick his long legs out by the side.

As Lu Liangwei watched, she thought that sleeping on the bed this way must be extremely uncomfortable, yet he looked like he was in a deep sleep.

She clenched her fingers and could not help to walk up to the bed.

Zhao Qian had said that he was taking care of administrative duties in the Palace. What was he doing here?

Also, when did he arrive?

It looked like he has been here for quite a while.

Lu Liangwei finally stopped when she got next to the bed.

The sleeping Long Yang looked quite different than usual.

He was asleep. With his eyes closed, his domineering authoritativeness seemed to be in deep sleep too.

The Long Yang right now gave off an elegantly warm feeling.

His usual sharp, intimidating self portrayed through his eyebrows seemed to have softened. His straight, good-looking nose, his beautifully shaped lips…

She realized, at a closer look, that he had really good skin.

This was a thirty-year-old man who was seemingly well taken care of by Father Time. It seemed especially so when he was asleep, with not many signs of him already entering into his thirties.

Even Lu Liangwei did not realize that she had been staring at him for a while.

By the time she realized what she was doing and wanted to walk away, her fingers were suddenly grasped tight.