Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Chapter 442: What Thick Skin The Emperor Had

She was baffled. The Duke Chen Family was already dragged into the matter and imprisoned, so how could Lu Yunshuang still get off scot-free?

Lu Liangwei could not believe it.

Moreover, it just so happened that the moment Chen Xuping got into trouble, the Empress Dowager dragged Lu Yunshuang away.

There was definitely something going on between the two of them.

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Chu Jiu entered the palace, met with Long Yang, and told him the purpose of her visit.

A pleased look flashed through Long Yang’s eyes. “Weiwei wants to see me?”

Chu Jiu did not know how to answer this question. Second Miss just wanted to ask the Emperor about what happened, right? She did not necessarily have to see him.

Although she was not good with words, she knew that some truths should not be told to the Emperor. It would be dreadful if she embarrassed him, so she replied vaguely, “Yes.”

The corners of Long Yang’s mouth lifted slightly. “I see. You can go back and tell Second Miss that I’ll go and see her later.”

Chu Jiu, “…”

Second Miss did not actually say that she wanted to see the Emperor, did she?

Seeing that the misunderstanding was getting bigger and bigger and fearing that an explanation would spoil the Emperor’s good mood, Chu Jiu could only silently swallow Second Miss’s instructions and quietly leave.

Long Yang chucked his brush onto the table, the solemnness in his eyes replaced by joy.

Weiwei wanted to see him!

Nightfall.

With the food box prepared by the imperial kitchen in his hands, Long Yang set off for the Grand Duke Mansion.

He was already very familiar with the route, and he could even find Lu Liangwei’s Dusklight Court with his eyes closed.

However, when he landed on the roof, he spotted movements in the shadows and felt rays of cold light reflecting off weapons onto his face.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and only then did he realize that the Grand Duke Mansion’s guards were several times more numerous than usual. Moreover, they were all concentrated around Dusklight Court, enclosing the entire courtyard without a single gap.

There was a menacing flicker in Long Yang’s eyes.

Lu Hetian had really pulled out all the stops to guard against him.

However, avoiding these guards was a piece of cake for him.

He waved his hand, dismissing the covert guards protecting Lu Liangwei in secret.

It was not difficult for him to enter Weiwei’s courtyard, but since Lu Hetian had gone full force, he would be embarrassing his future father-in-law if he chose to enter the courtyard openly.

It was not a wise move to offend his future father-in-law.

With that thought in mind, he simply sat down on the roof.

Seeing this, the guards below were at a loss for what to do.

At this moment, a new shadow swept over imposingly and landed in front of Long Yang.

“Greetings, Your Majesty.” Lu Hetian gave him an insincere bow.

“You may rise, Grand Duke.” With a mild expression, Long Yang whipped out a teapot and two cups from the food box. “Have a seat. With such a beautiful moon tonight, wouldn’t it be a shame not to have a drink or two?”

Lu Hetian frowned, but since the Emperor had already sat down on the roof, he could not remain standing like that, so he sat down a little further away from him.

Long Yang poured two cups of osmanthus tea, then gave one to Lu Hetian and drank the other himself.

Looking at the cup in front of him, Lu Hetian hesitated, then drank its contents.

The moment the tea entered his mouth, he furrowed his brow. Why was it osmanthus tea?

“I prepared this osmanthus tea for Weiwei. You don’t seem to like it very much, but Weiwei said that it refreshes the mind. You must be tired from staying up all night and guarding Weiwei’s courtyard, so I think that this floral tea is perfect for you. You should have a few more cups.” Long Yang took a sip and spoke calmly, his expression unchanging.

Lu Hetian clenched the cup in his hand.

How could the Emperor declare that he had prepared the tea for Weiwei so shamelessly? It was as if he wanted other people to know that he, the ruler of a kingdom, was trying to enter a maiden’s room at night.

Lu Hetian had caught him red-handed last time, but he still refused to give up his wicked intentions. Fortunately, he had stood guard here in advance. Now that he had been caught in the act again, was he not ashamed at all?

Lu Hetian gave him a sidelong glance. Seeing that his face was calm and devoid of any trace of awkwardness, he snorted inwardly.

What thick skin the Emperor had!

On top of that, the words that came from his mouth were always Weiwei this, Weiwei that, as if he was very close to her.

Lu Hetian was full of contempt, but at the same time, he felt somewhat unsettled.

“Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. It’s getting late, and Weiwei has already gone to bed. She can’t get up and drink floral tea now, so you should go back and rest earlier too, Your Majesty.”

Was this an order for him to get out?

Long Yang downed the tea in his cup calmly as if he did not detect the hint for him to leave. He stood up with his hands behind his back and gazed at the stars in the night sky. “I find the moon here even more beautiful than in the palace, and I want to admire it for a while more. You’re getting old, Grand Duke, so you’d better not tire yourself out. You should go back and rest earlier, or else Weiwei is going to be worried.”

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