Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Long Yang withdrew his gaze and led Lu Liangwei out of Hidden Dragon Palace.

“Jiu, give Lil White something to eat.” Lu Liangwei turned her head and hurriedly instructed.

“Alright,” Chu Jiu answered.

Finally at ease, Lu Liangwei followed Long Yang out of the palace.

…

The covert guards threw Chen Xuping back into prison, where he lay lifelessly as if dead.

The scene of the lady viciously lifting her foot to kick the fragile kitten kept flashing through his mind.

The kitten did not even do anything, but she actually tried to kill it.

Why did he think that such a heartless person was gentle before?

He closed his eyes, the remorse in his heart almost drowning him.

How could he think that she was kind?

Of course—many years ago, when his beloved kitten died tragically, he saw her weeping.

At that time, he thought that she loved cats as much as he did, which was why she shed tears when she saw the kitten’s tragic death.

Earlier at the Eastern Palace, however, with the violence she exhibited when she unhesitatingly lifted her foot to kick the kitten, she did not seem like a cat lover at all.

A normal person would never do such a cruel thing even if they disliked cats.

However, Lu Yunshuang did.

Just because the kitten suddenly jumped in front of her and blocked her way, she viciously wanted to kick it to death.

How could a person like that cry over the death of a kitten?

In that case, had he misunderstood Lu Yunshuang over all these years?

Lu Yunshuang was not as benevolent as he thought and was, in fact, the opposite?

Lin Qingyuan stood outside the prison cell, looking at him mockingly.

“You saw that, didn’t you? That’s the holy and flawless Lu Yunshuang for you.”

At her voice, mixed feelings surged in Chen Xuping’s heart.

“Do you regret it, Chen Xuping? Because of your foolishness and ignorance, your whole family got dragged into prison.”

Chen Xuping clenched his fists, a metallic taste welling in his throat. His father’s furious and resentful gaze flashed through his mind, and without warning, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyuan was not sympathetic at all and said coldly, “But I think you’re just a heartless person. Even if your family dies in front of you, you probably won’t even bat an eye.”

After spitting another mouthful of blood, Chen Xuping closed his eyes and did not speak for a long time.

At the sight of him lying there like a dead person, Lin Qingyuan knew that he had already seen through Lu Yunshuang’s facade.

While she felt satisfied, she also felt somewhat at ease.

She despised Chen Xuping just as much as she used to love him.

After all, Chen Xuping was also a fool, or else he would never have been unknowingly toyed with by Lu Yunshuang.

Without another glance at Chen Xuping, she turned to leave.

“I’m sorry!”

Just then, a low and guilt-ridden voice filled the room.

The corners of Lin Qingyuan’s mouth twitched, but she did not say a word. She was about to leave when she heard Chen Xuping hurriedly continue, “If I can prove that Lu Yunshuang participated in those deeds, can the Emperor pardon my family?

Hearing this, Lin Qingyuan paused and turned to look at him. “You finally found your conscience?”

Chen Xuping had already sat up and was leaning against the wall, his face ashen. “I don’t mind dying, but I got my family into this mess. If possible, please help me deliver my message to the Emperor.”

Lin Qingyuan sneered. “You overestimate me. Do you think I can meet the Emperor whenever I want to?”

“You can’t, but Lu Liangwei can.” Chen Xuping sat in the dark, staring at her quietly.

Lin Qingyuan paused, then said, “She can, but why should she help you? You tried to kill her a couple of times before.”