Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 422: Long Yang treats her very gently

When Lu Liangwei woke up, it was already evening.

She was leaning against the head of the bed, her eyes still a little confused.

Zhu Yu fetched a towel to clean her face, seeing her confused face, she said with a smile: "Miss must not know what the emperor said to the servant when he left."

Lu Liangwei took the towel from her hand and covered her face.

It was cool and comfortable, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"What did the emperor say?" Lu Liangwei took off the towel and handed it back to her.

Zhuyu held the handkerchief and imitated Long Yang's tone, repeating what he told her earlier.

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, "He really said that?"

Zhuyu nodded, and said with a smile: "Miss, the emperor treats you very considerately, even thinking about such trivial things, lest you will be woken up by the heat, and the servants will be moved."

A smile flashed across Lu Liang's beautiful eyes, and he squeezed her face, "Is this how you are moved?"

"Isn't that enough?" Zhuyu asked innocently.

Lu Liang smiled and said nothing.

She didn't expect that Long Yang would notice even such a small matter, he was really considerate.

This probably has something to do with his age and experience. Older men are always more considerate and know how to take care of others.

But if it's an ordinary person, it's okay, but Long Yang is the emperor, and his heart is concerned with the country and the country. The burden on his body is not easy, but it is even more commendable that he can care about such trivial things as her.

Lu Liangwei admitted that he was slightly moved.

Long Yang treated her very tenderly and considerately!

"Let's go, go and make a bowl of longevity noodles for grandma." Lu Liang slightly touched his hot face, put aside his miscellaneous thoughts, got up and put on his shoes.

When Lu Liangwei prepared the longevity noodles and sent them to Fushou Hall, Lu Hetian and Lu Tingchen had already arrived.

Seeing that she was carrying a food basket in her hand, Lu Tingchen couldn't help being curious, "Wei Wei, what did you do?"

Lu Liang blinked at him slightly, "Guess."

Lu Tingchen went straight to grab her food basket, "I'll know if you open it, what else do you want to guess?"

But before his hand touched the food basket in Lu Liangwei's hand, he was knocked on the back of his hand, "Why are you always bullying your sister?"

Lu Tingchen looked at his own father aggrievedly.

When did he bully Wei Wei?

Seeing his daring to speak out, Lu Liangwei gloated at his misfortune, shook his head, and said in a master's tone, "It's not good for young people to be so impatient, and they don't even want to make a guess. What should we do?"

"Stinky girl..."

"Who are you scolding?" Lu Hetian stared at him sharply.

Lu Tingchen resentfully stopped.

The old lady really couldn't see her grandson being scolded by her son, so she couldn't help but frowned at Lu Hetian and said, "These brothers and sisters are just playing around, why are you so fierce?"

Lu Hetian choked, his mother obviously wanted to protect that brat, if he trains him again, she will be scolded by her.

Seeing that his father, who was reprimanding him majestically just now, turned into a saw-mouthed gourd in an instant, Lu Tingchen was very happy.

Father would only scold him, but he was very docile in front of his grandmother.

Seeing that his son was finally quiet, the old lady looked at Lu Liangwei kindly, "What did Weiwei do?"

Lu Liangwei put the food basket on the table, "Grandmother, I made longevity noodles for you." As he spoke, he opened the food basket, took out longevity noodles from inside, and carried them to the table in front of the old lady.

When the old lady saw this, her eyebrows and eyes were full of warm smiles, "You are still slightly filial to your grandmother. My wife has lived to such an old age, but your father has never cooked a bowl of noodles for me. In the past, there were only you Mother will..."

The old lady stopped talking suddenly, stopped talking, took the chopsticks handed over by Aunt Lan, and quietly ate the noodles with her head down.