Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart - Chapter 443

Chapter 443: The Emperor And Her Father Were Both Lying

Lu Hetian gritted his teeth in disgust at Long Yang’s attitude.

So the Emperor had made up his mind not to leave?

“Frankly speaking, I’m not much older than you, Your Majesty. As the ruler of our kingdom, you have endless state affairs to handle every day. Please don’t squander your time just because you’re a few years younger than me.”

Long Yang’s handsome face darkened a little, but he did not get angry and sighed instead. “You’re right, Grand Duke. I’ll take good care of my body so that I can stay by Weiwei’s side for a few more years. You, on the other hand, have been alone since the Duchess passed away. I feel my heart ache just looking at you. How about I arrange a marriage for you?”

Lu Hetian choked on a mouthful of blood. Was this wretch of an Emperor addicted to setting up marriages?

“I appreciate your goodwill, Your Majesty. It’s been so many years that I’m already used to it.” He paused. “Even if Weiwei’s mother is not by my side, she’s still in my heart. My love for her will never falter.”

Long Yang could detect the implicit meaning in his words, and he said solemnly, “Weiwei is a wonderful girl, and I definitely won’t let her down. You can rest assured about that, Grand Duke.”

Lu Hetian grabbed the teapot he had set aside and poured himself a cup, then sighed and said, “Weiwei looks like her mother, so she probably has a similar personality too. Her mother was the type who’d rather die honorably than live a shameful life. She could not tolerate anything that she disagreed with, and once she got stubborn, nothing could change her mind.”

After saying that, he downed the floral tea in his cup.

Despite the fragrance in his mouth, he tasted bitterness on his tongue.

Long Yang remained silent.

Lu Hetian meant to criticize the Emperor with his words, but at the same time, he was reminding him not to make a mistake, lest Weiwei follow her mother’s footsteps and die honorably instead of living shamefully.

Watching the person sitting there and drinking floral tea as if it were wine, Long Yang suddenly felt sympathy for his future father-in-law.

“Dad, Your Majesty, what are you two doing on the roof?”

Right then, Lu Liangwei appeared in the courtyard, gazing up at the two men on the roof with a puzzled expression.

Chu Jiu informed her that the Emperor would visit her at night, and she had been waiting in her room since dinner ended, yet there was no sign of the Emperor.

When she went outside, only then did she realize that the Emperor and her father were sitting on the roof.

As Long Yang looked at the girl who had suddenly appeared in the courtyard, a look of pleasure flashed through his eyes. She finally came out.

Seeing his daughter in the courtyard, Lu Hetian hurriedly wiped his face before saying, “We were simply admiring the moon.”

“I was having a heartfelt conversation with my future father-in-law.”

Both of them spoke at the same time, glanced at each other, then immediately shifted their gaze back to Lu Liangwei.

Standing in the courtyard, Lu Liangwei could not help laughing when she heard what they said.

The Emperor and her father were both lying.

Was the Emperor the kind of person who would have a heartfelt conversation with others?

Also, there was no way her father would admire the moon from the rooftop.

Nonetheless, they did not fight just now, did they?

“You must be in a poetic mood to go all the way to the rooftop to chat and admire the moon.” Lu Liangwei saw through their lies but did not expose them.

Long Yang’s heart fluttered as he gazed at the girl smiling brightly in the courtyard. He leaped off the roof and reached out to her habitually, wanting to hold her hand.

Lu Hetian had been staring at the two of them, and when he saw this, he hurriedly jumped down and wedged himself between the pair, separating them.

Long Yang ended up clutching thin air.

Lu Liangwei blinked, her sparkling eyes gleaming with mischief.

Lu Hetian gave Long Yang a sidelong glance. How dare he paw at his daughter in his presence? Was he already dead to him?

“Your Majesty, it’s already late. Let me escort you back to the palace.”

Long Yang did not seem to hear him and passed the food box in his hand to Lu Liangwei, saying gently, “These are all snacks made by the imperial kitchen. They’re still warm, you’d better eat them up quickly.”

Lu Liangwei swallowed when she heard this, but sensing her father’s intense stare from beside her, she could not help but hesitate.

To accept, or not to accept?