Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 545: The Fate Of My Happiness Is In Your Hands

There was no reaction in Long Yang’s eyes when Ling Lihua revealed her face.

He had seen her a long time ago when he was young.

The mature Ling Lihua may be robust with feminine charms in the eyes of others, but not to him.

In his eyes, only Weiwei’s beauty was incomparable. Her beauty was not the glamorous type, nor was it overtly ravishing. He thought her beauty had a perfect balance.

He preferred Weiwei’s quietly alluring loveliness.

When Lu Liangwei saw how everyone acted as if their souls were hooked when they saw her mother, she found it amusing, yet at the same time, felt right to her.

This was her mother, and she was absolutely gorgeous.

Even though Lu Liangwei was a woman, she could not help but feel moved by her mother’s beauty. It was no wonder that her father had never forgotten her mother even though it had been more than ten years.

“Mother, look. Their souls have all been captivated by your beauty,” she teased as she hugged Ling Lihua’s arm.

“Stop being cheeky!” Ling Lihua pinched Lu Liangwei’s face. The cold and distant look in her eyes had some warmth in them because of seeing her children.

“Come on, let’s go in.” She held her daughter’s hand and strode toward the backyard.

Lu Tingchen rubbed his nose. He felt he must have been adopted by his mother.

Even then, he was not about to be forgotten. He quickly caught up. “Mother, wait for me.”

Lu Liangwei heard him and it reminded her of Long Yang. She quickly turned to wave him over. “Your Majesty, you should come in too.”

“Alright.” Long Yang’s gloominess diminished slightly when he saw this.

Good girl, she still remembered him!

As he watched Ling Lihua walk further away, Chu Yi suddenly felt a warm sensation down his nostril. Some warm liquid was flowing out from it.

He lifted his hand to wipe it off, only to see a splash of bright red on the back of his hand, which frightened him.

“What’s wrong with me? Have I been poisoned?” He frantically grabbed onto Zhao Qian’s hand, slightly out of his wits.

When Zhao Qian saw this, he slapped Chu Yi on the head. “What a good-for-nothing. It’s just a nosebleed. You can’t really die from it.”

Chu Yi was taken aback when he heard this. He looked upward with his head hung to the back and it was not long before his nosebleed stopped.

Zhao Qian shook his head and sighed. “Chu Yi, dear Chu Yi. Have you gone crazy thinking about women? Just one beauty and you can’t help bleeding at the nose. Do you need me to put in a few good words to Master and get him to pick a few palace maids for you?”

When Chu Yi heard this, his eyes brightened as he quickly grabbed Zhao Qian’s hand. “Butler Zhao, the fate of my happiness is in your hands.”

Zhao Qian pulled his hand away and wiped it on his shirt with annoyance before saying, “Just look at yourself.”

Chu Yi did not mind as all as he tried to brown-nose Zhao Qian by massaging his back. “Butler Zhao has had such a busy time at work these few days. You must be exhausted. Allow me to massage your back for you.”

Zhao Qian darted a look at him, but this tactic worked on Zhao Qian after all. Zhao Qian sat down happily in a chair without guilt and pointed at his left shoulder. “Here.”

“Sure!” Chu Yi quickly massaged his left shoulder.

Chu Qi was hugging his sword while looking at their exchange. He could not take it anymore and stride toward the backyard along with the rest.

Lu Liangwei saw that Lin Qingyuan was also there when she entered the backyard.

Lin Qingyuan had an apron around her and had just walked out of the kitchen. When she saw the surprised look on Lu Liangwei’s face, she pursed her lips. “What’s wrong? Don’t you know a commoner like me any more now that you’re the Empress?”

Lu Liangwei sniggered quietly. “Since you’re already referring to yourself as a commoner, why are you not kneeling before the Empress?”

“Lu Liangwei, are you being serious right now?” Lin Qingyuan’s eyes widened.

Lu Liangwei raised an eyebrow. “What do you think?”

Lin Qingyuan bit her lips and lifted her skirt slightly as she began to kneel. “Greetings to…”

“It’s fine, I’m just joking with you,” Lu Liangwei laughed as she pulled Lin Qingyuan up.

Lin Qingyuan was about to say something when she saw Long Yang walking in from behind. She quickly pulled away from Lu Liangwei’s hands and kneeled at him. “Greetings to Your Majesty.”