Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Long Yang’s enigmatic eyes narrowed, and he reached out abruptly and pulled her into his lap. “Happy, are we?”

Gazing into his handsome face, Lu Liangwei nodded honestly. “Yes.”

Long Yang slid his fingers along her waist and tickled her, making her shriek with laughter immediately. “It tickles. Stop it, Your Majesty…”

Long Yang’s gaze darkened, and he lightly pinned her down to the bed with one arm. “Then do you plead guilty?”

“How am I guilty?” Lu Liangwei covered her mouth and chuckled.

“Since you refuse to plead guilty, then I’ll…” Long Yang suddenly lowered his head and bit her on the lip.

Hissing sharply, Lu Liangwei quickly shielded her mouth and stared at him in disbelief. “You bit me?”

She did not seem to be faking the pain. Long Yang’s chest tightened and he moved her head onto his lap. “Let me take a look…”

Without warning, Lu Liangwei shot her hands out and grabbed the front of his shirt. Pulling herself upward, she bit him on the corner of his mouth in retaliation.

“You’ll only know how much it hurts when you get a taste of it, hmph!”

Unprepared, Long Yang received her attack head-on, which immediately produced a wound at the corner of his mouth. His eyes narrowed. “You bit me.”

“Courtesy demands reciprocity,” Lu Liangwei replied stoutly without any sense of guilt.

Actually, Long Yang had not bitten her that hard—she did it on purpose.

Long Yang touched the corner of his mouth and looked at her in resignation. “You’re such a wild kitty cat; you really won’t let other people get one over you.”

Lu Liangwei lay back down on his lap and continued the previous subject. “I think Lu Yunshuang wanted to verify whether we’d really slept together. She probably had a hunch before this, so she barged into my bedchamber to find out if you’d really recovered from your illness.” What she was truly curious about was why Lu Yunshuang had suddenly realized that Long Yang had recovered.

According to the original plot, Long Yang would die at the end of the year, and at the beginning of next year, Long Chi would ascend the throne naturally.

They were positive that Long Yang could not be cured of the poison, so they did not make any big moves in private. Once Long Yang dies, Long Chi could easily and rightfully ascend the throne.

However, now Long Yang had been cured. Long Chi and Lu Yunshuang had probably gotten an inkling of it too, which led to Lu Yunshuang barging into her bedchamber.

Now that they confirmed Long Yang’s recovery, what would they do next?

There was a pensive look in Long Yang’s eyes after he listened to her. “Are you saying that they’ll do something to seize the throne?”

Lu Liangwei nodded. “Yes. I’m just a bit worried that they’ll harm you.”

Although the present had deviated from the original plot, she was unsure whether the ending would change.

The ending was Long Chi ascending the throne and Lu Yunshuang becoming Empress.

They had not reached that stage yet, and no one could possibly know how it would turn out.

What if the ending was still the same?

Fear gripped her heart all of a sudden.

She grasped Long Yang’s hand and said earnestly, “You must take precautions, Your Majesty.” Unseen ambushes are harder to guard against than open attacks.

Now that Long Yang was healed, Long Chi’s position as Heir Apparent has become unstable, and it was difficult to guarantee that Long Chi would not try anything in the future.

Long Chi was someone who would resort to underhanded means to get the throne.

Long Yang stroked her head, feeling warm in his heart. “You’re worried about me?”

Lu Liangwei pursed her lips and nodded. “You’re my husband, of course I’d be worried about you.”

Long Yang’s heart instantly melted into a puddle. He leaned close to her face and urged, “Call me husband again.”