Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

“And do whatever you want.” A thought suddenly came to Lu Liangwei, and her eyes glinted with mischief.

Long Yang’s breathing sped up at her words, and his fingers closed around her belt. It took him a great deal of effort to restrain himself from undoing it.

Nevertheless, he could not help pinching the soft flesh on her waist as he stared a hole into her. “Will you be good then?”

Lu Liangwei nodded. “Yes, I’ll be as good as gold.”

He did not think he was drunk, but Long Yang felt light-headed at this moment.

It was all because of this girl’s teasing!

He rested his head on Lu Liangwei’s shoulder and closed his eyes without saying another word.

If this continued, he feared that he would lose control and end up doing something to her right now.

After all, they were inside a carriage and there were so many people outside. It would be unpleasant for her if he did anything.

Lu Liangwei felt his warm breath brush her neck. It was a tickling and tingly sensation, and she turned her head to see that he had closed his eyes. He seemed to be asleep, and there was only the sound of his soft breathing.

Not wanting to disturb him, she sat motionlessly.

However, Long Yang was not asleep and was actually regulating his breathing silently.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the girl was sitting quietly in his arms. The corners of his mouth curved upward in satisfaction, then he closed his eyes and continued to doze.

The palace was not far away, and it did not take long for them to arrive.

The carriage headed straight for Grand Phoenix Palace.

When they stopped outside the entrance of Grand Phoenix Palace, Lu Liangwei saw that Long Yang was still asleep, so she did not wake him up.

After a while, Long Yang opened his eyes and squeezed Lu Liangwei’s fingers. “Why didn’t you wake me the moment we arrived?”

His voice had a sleepy drawl to it and sounded unusually sultry in the cramped space.

Lu Liangwei was caught off guard by his voice, and her heart skipped a beat.

Turning to meet his teasing gaze, Lu Liangwei hurriedly collected herself. “I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn’t wake you. Since you’re awake now, let’s get off the carriage.” With that, she pushed his arms away and stood up hastily. Just when she was about to dart out, she felt a grip on her fingers.

The man’s low and restrained voice came. “Weiwei, my legs have gone numb.”

Lu Liangwei turned her head and looked at him in astonishment. Coming back to her senses, she said quickly, “I’ll get Chu Yi to carry you on his back.”

Long Yang tugged on her arm imploringly. “Nonsense. Massage my legs for me, will you?”

Lu Liangwei was a little hesitant. “But…”

“They’re numb because you sat on them,” Long Yang reminded her.

Lu Liangwei was indignant when she heard this. “I never asked to sit on them…” He was the one who forced her there, or else she would never have dreamed of sitting on his lap even if it was covered in gold.

“But after I fell asleep just now, you still didn’t get up, did you?” Long Yang looked at her with a smile.

Lu Liangwei, “…”

She had not moved because she was afraid of waking him. If she had known better, she would not have been so considerate.

Taking a deep breath, she crouched down beside his legs and massaged them sulkily.

“Did you not eat or something?” When Long Yang lowered his head and watched her squatting beside his legs with a pouty expression; he could not help teasing her.

Lu Liangwei glared at him, then suddenly fished out a cloth bundle from her purse, unfolded it, and pulled out a silver needle. “I’m weak, so I’m afraid I can’t satisfy you, Your Majesty. I think that puncturing the pressure points with silver needles will help unblock the meridians.” Before Long Yang could reply, the silver needle in her hand had already pierced his flesh.

Caught off guard, Long Yang let out a hiss. He did not expect that she would actually dare to do it.

Pretending not to hear him, Lu Liangwei pulled out another needle and pierced him on the other leg, then put her cloth bundle away, dusted off her hands, and stood up. “You should stay seated for a while, Your Majesty. When your legs are no longer numb, you can pull out the silver needles yourself.”