Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Lu Liangwei smiled and shook her head. “If you don’t mind, you can call me Weiwei, Your Highness.”

“Weiwei.” Long Qingzhi accepted her offer and called her name with a smile.

Lu Hetian did not expect his daughter to be so capable, and more importantly, she could even perform magic tricks.

How come he never knew that his darling daughter was so capable?

However, it was inevitable that he felt a sense of fatherly pride rising in him.

Long Yang was also surprised.

Nevertheless, he also found it natural that this was happening with this girl.

She was already amazing in every aspect, so it was not strange that she could perform magic tricks.

What he did not expect was Wanyan Zhi’s reaction just now.

Although it was only a reaction, it was already an improvement compared to his behavior all this time.

He looked at Lu Liangwei affectionately, wanting to get up and hold her hand. However, Lu Hetian was faster, who took Lu Liangwei’s arm before addressing him, “Your Majesty, since Weiwei has finished examining the Prince, I’ll be taking her to Jade Dew Hall first.”

Long Yang clenched his fists, his arms hanging by his sides. He got up and said, “It’s getting late. I should get going too, so let’s go together.”

Resisting the urge to grab Lu Liangwei’s hand, he walked out of Hidden Dragon Palace ahead of them.

Lu Hetian frowned in displeasure, but he did not want to defy the Emperor openly. Taking Lu Liangwei’s hand a little indignantly, he followed him out.

Lu Liangwei glanced at the tall, broad-shouldered man walking in front of her, pursing her lips.

Was the Emperor upset?

After leaving Hidden Dragon Palace, they met Lu Tingchen, who was walking toward them.

Lu Tingchen bowed to Long Yang first, then walked over to Lu Liangwei.

“When did you enter the palace?”

“Quite some time ago. Were you on patrol just now?” asked Lu Liangwei.

“Yes.” Lu Tingchen nodded.

Seeing the sweat on his forehead, Lu Liangwei hurriedly took out her handkerchief. “Big Bro, lower your head. I’ll wipe your sweat for you.”

Hearing this, Lu Tingchen lowered his head naturally.

Lu Liangwei released Lu Hetian’s hand. Placing a hand on her brother’s shoulder, she stood on her tiptoes and wiped his sweat for him.

Lu Tingchen was enjoying his sister’s care when he suddenly stiffened as he sensed two pairs of eyes shooting daggers at him.

One of them came from the front, and the other from the left.

He did not even need to look to know from whom they came.

His lips twitched, and he badly wanted to ignore them.

Weiwei was his sister. What was wrong with her wiping his sweat for him?

Did the Emperor and Father need to be so angry?

At this moment, Long Yang’s voice calmly sounded, “Grand Duke, I think that Tingchen is not young anymore, and I’m afraid that it’s inappropriate to continue delaying his marriage.”

Lu Hetian nodded. “You’re absolutely right, Your Majesty. I’ve already been making plans for Tingchen’s marriage. A few days ago, I even met the Liang Family’s daughter, whom I find to be a fine lady. Please grant Tingchen this marriage, Your Majesty.”

Lu Tingchen, “…”

Lu Liangwei’s hand paused in the middle of wiping his sweat, and she looked at him incredulously. “The Liang Family’s daughter?”

Lu Tingchen glanced at his father in disbelief.

He actually wanted him to marry the Liang Family’s daughter?

Was there anyone who did not know that Miss Liang was a hellcat?

How could he ignore his conscience and blatantly say that the Liang Family’s daughter was a fine lady? If she was so fine, why did he not go and marry her himself?

He took a deep breath, pulled Lu Liangwei’s hand down, and put on a begrudging smile. “What humor you have, Your Majesty. I’m still not that old, and it won’t be too late for me to wait a few more years to marry.”

How shameless of the Emperor to say that when he was only getting married at this age!

He scorned the Emperor with all his heart.