Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Lu Liangwei felt his fingers move and immediately jumped off the bed in fright.

She quickly pushed down her untidy hair and rushed Long Yang. “Your Majesty, you should leave for the Palace quickly. If my father returns, there will be trouble.”

“Alright,” Long Yang’s husky voice could be heard coming from inside the bed netting.

Lu Liangwei’s heart skipped a beat for some reason. She gazed toward him, but all she could see was a blurred shape through the gauze netting.

He seemed to be sitting upright, but he was not moving.

Lu Liangwei was a little puzzled. She clenched her fingers, then pulled open the gauze netting after she managed to steady herself, indicating for them to get out of there quickly.

She did not dare stay a second longer and swiftly rushed out.

Long Yang watched her running off as though she were making an epic escape. His gaze lowered and he let out an almost inaudible sigh.

Weiwei had not done a thing, yet simply lying on a bed she had laid on was enough to make his body go slightly out of control.

He had never known himself to have such pathetic willpower, yet today, he had nearly lost control of himself a few times.

It was not appropriate for him to leave with the way he looked now.

He quietly conducted an Icy Heart Incantation maneuver and suppressed the impetuous emotions within him.

Lu Liangwei sat for quite a while on her soft bed before she finally saw Long Yang emerge.

Their gazes met, and she avoided it a little too conspicuously.

It was as if they were still lying in bed with each other. There was a sense of nervousness that was almost suffocating.

“I’m going back.” Long Yang said in a low voice, although not approaching her.

Lu Liangwei nodded. “Alright.”

Her gaze went upward and she noticed that his robe looked a little messy. After a moment’s contemplation, she got up and walked over to him, helping him smoothen his clothes.

“Your robe is messy,” she explained softly.

“Alright.” Long Yang nodded. Before he left, he could not help himself and pulled her into a hug. He gave her a kiss on the forehead before letting her go.

“I’m heading back,” Long Yang lowered his head to look at her.

Lu Liangwei complained silently, ‘Just leave already, you old man. You’ve said that more than enough times already.’

“Your humble servant wishes you a safe journey, Your Majesty.” Lu Liangwei curtsied at him with a handkerchief in her hand.

Long Yang’s eyes narrowed. “What sort of curtsy is that?”

Lu Liangwei blinked. “A handkerchief curtsy.”

She paused and added shamelessly, “I made it up myself.”

Long Yang gave this some serious thought and replied, “Looks pretty good. Curtsy for me again.”

Lu Liangwei, “…”

She cleared her throat and said seriously, “Xiao Yangzi[1], hurry and kneel to me in greeting.”

“Xiao Yangzi?” Long Yang’s almond-shaped eyes narrowed dangerously.

Lu Liangwei immediately amended her words when she saw this. “I was just joking with you, respected senior. You should leave quickly.”

“Respected senior?” His voice sounded intimidating.

Lu Liangwei was about to cry. “Can’t you just treat this as me being too careless with my words?”

Long Yang sniggered. “But to this extent?”

“You’re the youngest. So, forget about it, please?” Lu Liangwei shook his arm and cooed coquettishly.

Long Yang took in a deep breath and tried his best to control himself. “Fine. I’ll be heading back to the Palace now.”

Lu Liangwei sighed with relief as she escorted him to the door with a smile on her face.

When she finally saw him fly up to the roof, she mused about how difficult it was to pacify that man.

Just as she was about to return to her room, she heard a booming voice.

“Who’s there? How dare you sneak into the Grand Duke Mansion? Archers, prepare to shoot down this unruly intruder on my orders!”

Lu Liangwei jumped at the sound of the voice and quickly ran into the courtyard. That was when she saw a figure coming down from the roof.

When she saw who it was, Lu Liangwei was shocked. She quickly approached the figure. “Your Majesty, why did you…”

Long Yang offered a slightly bitter smile. “Your father had arranged archers to lay in wait for me.”

Even though it was not difficult for him to evade those archers with his prowess, it was quite obvious that Lu Hetian had been waiting for him. If he had left silently, it would just make Lu Hetian angrier.

[1] Common naming for Eunuchs