Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Panda Novel

Wang He did not comment, but he realized why she had suddenly taken a fancy to the Grand Duke.

It seemed that Princess Wanyan had only fallen for him because she had been in Danjue her whole life and had not seen the outside world before.

What a pity that she did not get to meet the Heir Presumptive. If she did, she would definitely cease pursuing the Grand Duke.

He did not mean that the Grand Duke was inferior to the Heir Presumptive, but the Grand Duke was much older while the Heir Presumptive was still a young lad.

This meant that if Wanyan Luosang were to meet a man more handsome than the Grand Duke, she would finally forget about him.

After coming to this conclusion, Wang He heaved a sigh of relief and decided to talk to the Grand Duke after returning later.

If Princess Wanyan kept pestering the Grand Duke, he could consider bringing her to a male brothel.

There were all kinds of handsome men who could divert Wanyan Luosangs attention away from the Duke.

After sending Wanyan Luosang back to the coaching inn, Wang He left,

The Palace.

When Lu Liangwei woke up from her afternoon nap, she was informed by Zhu Yu that her mother had come to the palace.

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei frowned, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that Mother's here?"

Zhu Yu explained helplessly, "l wanted to, but Madam saw that you were sound asleep and told me not to wake you up," She paused for a while before whispering, "Miss. Madam looks like she's in a bad mood."

Lu Liangwei was startled. Mother, in a bad mood?

Dad had just returned today, so both of them must have had a lot to say to each other.

What on earth happened?

With Zhu Yu's assistance, she got dressed and slipped on a fox-fur robe before leaving her quarters.

The moment she stepped outside, she was met with a blast of snow carried in by the wind, and she shivered from the sudden cold.

Zhu Yu quickly caught up with her, stuffed a handwarmer into her hands, then pulled the fox-fur robe around her, "It's cold outside, Miss, Why don't you stay indoors? I'll go and get Madam to come over."

"I'm fine." Lu Liangwei waved a hand. She was just unused to the cold weather outside because she had stayed too long in her warm quarters.

Zhu Yu was a little worried, but she had no choice but to follow her adamant mistress closely.

At this moment, Ling Lihua was sitting on a bench on the porch, drinking. W'hen Lu Liangwei saw how thin her clothes were, she furrowed her brow in concern and hurried over.

"Mother, why are you drinking here? You're wearing so little, too."

Ling Lihua turned around at the sound of her footsteps. Her heart warmed to see her daughter so worried about her, but she was also a little amused. "Don't worry about me. Don't forget that I have internal strength, I won't freeze to death in this weather."

Lu Liangwei snatched the wine jar from her grasp and shook it, only to find that there was hardly any left inside. Knowing that her mother had drank a lot, she turned and threw the jar to Zhu Yu in exasperation. "Take it away this instant."

Zhu Yu immediately dashed off with the jar in her arms for fear that Ling Lihua would want it back from her.

Ling Lihua massaged the spot between her brows. "Drinking wine in moderation is good for health, especially when it's cold. It helps to warm the body."

Lu Liangwei did not refute her. "I know, but you've drunk quite a lot. You can drink more at the banquet."

Ling Lihua had only been drinking out of frustration.

Now that her daughter had stopped her from drinking, she had no choice but to give in. "All right, I'll do as you say." Standing up, she took her hand. "You can't stay out here like me. Hurry up and go inside. You mustn't catch a cold, or else my Emperor son-in-law'S going to give me a hard time.".