Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart - Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Suffered A Lot

At the mention of the Seventh Princess, even a cold person like Chu Jiu could not prevent her eyes from sparkling with admiration. “Back then, when news spread about the late Emperor’s plan of forming a marriage alliance with Danjue, all the other princesses were frightened, but only the Seventh Princess remained calm. She was only fifteen years old at that time. When the imperial edict was issued, she accepted it resolutely and headed off to Danjue to get married.

“She may look fragile, but she’s a tough and smart woman. After arriving in Danjue, she worked hard to persuade the king to agree to a ceasefire and bought a few years of respite for the Great Shang Kingdom. After that, the new Emperor ascended the throne and brought the kingdom to an unprecedented level of prosperity…” After a pause, Chu Jiu continued, “I heard from Butler Zhao that His Majesty is close with the Seventh Princess.”

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei finally understood why Long Yang wanted to fetch the Seventh Princess himself.

It was no wonder as Long Yang had close ties with this royal sister of his.

Although she had never met the Seventh Princess before, she could not help feeling admiration for her after hearing about her from Chu Jiu.

A pampered royal princess that was willing to go to the untamed wilds for a marriage alliance. With that level of tolerance alone, she was no ordinary person.

The Seventh Princess’s life was surely not as simple as what Chu Qi had described. (TN: It should be Chu Jiu here, not Chu Qi.) She must have suffered a lot dealing with the language barrier and different lifestyles. Even so, she still worked hard to attain a peace treaty between the two countries.

However, after so many years of peace between the two countries, civil strife broke out in Danjue, and the Seventh Princess’s husband, who advocated peace, was killed. Did this mean that there was a renewed possibility of war between the two countries?

Although she did not know much about state affairs, she could still sense the severity of the situation from Long Yang’s words.

Things were probably not that simple. Would Long Yang encounter danger when fetching the Seventh Princess from the borders?

Thinking of that, Lu Liangwei could not help feeling worried.

May Long Yang return safely!

…

For the past few days, Lu Liangwei had been somewhat subdued and downcast.

Seeing this, the Dowager Duchess called Zhu Yu to her and asked with a frown, “What’s wrong with Miss? I noticed that she’s not very energetic.”

Zhu Yu knew the reason. It was because the Emperor had not visited for many days that Miss became like that.

However, she did not dare to say that and replied dismissively, “Perhaps the weather is too hot. Miss has also been having a poor appetite these days.”

When the Dowager Duchess heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to Aunt Lan, “Go make some soup for Weiwei to relieve the heat.”

Although they were on the mountain, they were now going through a summer of intense heat. Lu Liangwei aside, even the old woman herself could not work up the energy to go anywhere.

“I’ll make some sour plum soup for Second Miss right away,” Aunt Lan responded with a smile.

At this moment, Lu Liangwei was sitting on the couch in her room.

A cooling mat had been laid out on the couch, but she was still a little cranky.

The sound of cicadas chirping outside the window made her even more annoyed.

Zhu Yu knew that she was in a bad mood, but the cicadas continued chirping away irritatingly, so she grabbed a bamboo pole and went into the courtyard to catch them.

Chu Jiu picked up a fan and fanned Lu Liangwei.

A while later, Aunt Lan came over with a bowl of iced sour plum soup.

“Miss, Madam told me to make this for you. Drink it up, and perhaps your appetite will improve during dinnertime.” After putting the soup down, Aunt Lan said this to her kindly.

Lu Liangwei had no appetite, but this was Grandmother’s display of care for her, and Aunt Lan had made the soup herself. Although she did not want to drink it, she had to show some courtesy.

“Alright,” she answered meekly and got down from the couch.