Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

However, how was she going to explain how she learned about Long Chi and Lu Yunshuang’s knowledge of Long Yang being poisoned?

Should she tell him that she read it in a book and that they were all actually fictitious characters?

Lu Liangwei’s lip twitched.

That was simply impossible.

If she were to tell Long Yang about this, she would not be able to hold her own against him, given how sharp-witted he was.

However, if she did not speak, she felt that Long Chi and Lu Yunshuang would surely hatch a plot after knowing that Long Yang had been cured. If that really happened, it would be even harder to guard against them.

She needed to warn Long Yang so that he could be on alert.

But how?

She rested her chin on her hand, a book on medicine in her lap, but she was unable to read a single word.

What she had always found strange was, how did Long Chi and Lu Yunshuang learn about Long Yang being poisoned?

There was no explanation in the original book.

She drummed her fingers on her leg, and all of a sudden, her eyes lit up. She had forgotten about one person.

The Empress Dowager.

There was no mention of the Empress Dowager in the original book, which was why she did not suspect the Empress Dowager after she appeared.

However, now that she thought about it, it was probably the Empress Dowager who had told Long Chi and Lu Yunshuang about Long Yang being poisoned.

The question was, how did the Empress Dowager get wind of it?

The only possibility was that the Empress Dowager had had a hand in poisoning Long Yang.

Did Long Yang know about it?

If he did, how could he tolerate and honor the Empress Dowager, given how mercilessly he ruled the court?

She was bewildered.

When Long Yang walked in, he was greeted with the sight of his frowning young Empress sitting on the couch by the window, lost in thought.

Zhu Yu and Chu Jiu were standing nearby in attendance. Seeing him walk in, they immediately left the room in unspoken mutual agreement.

When Lu Liangwei finally noticed the shadow hanging over her, the man had already pressed her against the couch.

“What’s on your mind?” Long Yang planted his hands on both sides of her body and asked with a smile.

Lu Liangwei blinked, then put her arms around his neck. “If I say that I was thinking of you, would you believe me, Your Majesty?”

Long Yang’s smile grew wider. “This sounds more like a lie, but I’m still happy to hear it.”

Lu Liangwei replied solemnly, “I’m serious, I was really thinking of you… Mm!”

Before she could finish, her lips were sealed.

She still had something to say…

She kicked her legs in protest, but the next instant, they went limp.

The places where he touched her tingled as if electrified.

What happened next was a matter of course.

Outside the doors, Chu Jiu and Zhu Yu blushed in embarrassment when they heard the faint noises coming from inside the hall.

Zhu Yu scratched her head and suggested with feigned calmness, “Jiu, let’s go play badminton.”

“Sure,” Chu Jiu agreed.

They fetched some shuttlecocks and headed to the open space in the garden.

Just when they were playing, a shadow suddenly darted over from afar and grabbed the shuttlecock from mid-air.

“What’s this?” Chu Yi looked at the small object in his hand in amazement.

Zhao Qian came over and snatched the shuttlecock from him. “You’re the commander of the imperial guards, but you don’t even know this?” He then raised his hand and tossed the shuttlecock back to Chu Jiu and Zhu Yu.

Seeing this, the two carried on with their game.

Chu Yi glared at Zhao Qian and snorted. “What does my knowledge of that thing have anything to do with me being commander?”

Zhao Qian shot him a sidelong glance. “Of course there is. But let me remind you, your position as commander is only temporary.”