Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Lu Hetian was puzzled as he said, “That’s not what you said last time. You told me that this was a token of love made by your father and given to your mother, why would it now…”

Ling Lihua replied coldly, “Couldn’t I have just been lying to you?”

Lu Hetian choked at those words.

Lu Liangwei deeply sympathized with her father for being snapped at by her mother, but he had wronged her mother, and there was nothing Lu Liangwei could do about it.

She opened the box and took out the coronet from within, placing it into Ling Lihua’s hands.

“Mother, I’d like to get married with this coronet. Please help me put it on.”

Ling Lihua was surprised. She looked at the Phoenix coronet left on the table. “It’s more appropriate for you to put on the Phoenix coronet…”

“No. I can wear that Phoenix coronet anytime I want. I’m getting married today, and I’d like to put on this coronet. I hope I’m able to get the blessings of my great-grandparents and grandparents,” Lu Liangwei said seriously as she caressed the beads on the coronet.

She knew that her mother wanted her to put on this coronet on her wedding day, but it was a difficult topic to bring up.

Lu Hetian chimed in, “Lihua, just do as Weiwei says.”

Ling Lihua shot him a look and pursed her lips without saying a thing. She pulled Lu Liangwei to the dressing table and sat her down. Ling Lihua was about to comb Lu Liangwei’s hair when a thought struck her and she turned to Lu Hetian. “What are you waiting for? It’s time to comb Weiwei’s hair.”

Lu Hetian’s eyes had never left Ling Lihua. When she suddenly snapped at him, it did not make him feel upset. Instead, it placed him in a joyful mood for some reason. He quickly hurried forward and took the comb from her hand and began combing Lu Liangwei’s hair.

“The first comb is to the very end.”

“The second comb is for you to grow old together.”

“The third comb is for your home to be filled with children and grandchildren.”

…

Ling Lihua said the words gently.

Combing the hair of the bride was originally the job of a Madam of Fortune[1], but Lu Liangwei only wanted her parents to comb her hair.

She gave a happy smile as she watched her parents standing together.

They were a pair of great parents and this should not be how their story ended.

She prayed that one day, her parents would be reunited.

They have to

Lu Hetian combed Lu Liangwei’s hair very seriously. After he was done, the big man’s eyes actually went red.

Ling Lihua darted a glance at him. She wanted to laugh, but wiped away the smile on her face as she thought of something. She picked up the coronet and carefully placed it on Lu Liangwei’s head.

“Weiwei, you’re an adult from today onward. Please be well and happy, and have a blissful life with His Majesty.”

Lu Liangwei fell into a daze as she stared at that beautiful face in the mirror.

Who would have thought that transmigrating into a book would allow her to replace the original host of the body and somehow survive? What had she done to deserve a pair of parents and a family who was always concerned for her and loved her so much?

She blinked and cleared the moisture in her misty eyes. She turned and said from the bottom of her heart, “Thank you, Father and Mother, we will be well and happy.”

It did not matter whether she was getting married or not, her relationship with her family would never fade.

She reached out with one hand to hold Ling Lihua’s hand and, with her other hand, held Lu Hetian’s. She placed both their hands atop each other and said softly, “Both of you must live well and happy too.”

Lu Hetian turned expectantly at Ling Lihua with a gaze that looked like he had a thousand things to say to her, but Ling Lihua pushed his hand away coldly without even giving him a second look. She lowered her head to say to Lu Liangwei, “I don’t have any urgent matters to tend to for now. Once you’ve married into the Palace, I will accompany you for some time. I’ll leave when you’ve adjusted to your new life.”

Lu Liangwei looked concernedly at her father when she heard this, but said nothing in the end.

There were some words that might perhaps be more suitable to be said after the wedding.

Besides, if her mother was pushed into a corner, it might just make matters worse.

[1] A woman whose parents were still around, happily married, and had a son and daughter