Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1301: A look of dependence


The Royal Study Room.

Long Yang just returned to the palace yesterday, and the imperial study has already piled up a lot of court affairs.

When Lu Liangwei walked over with Jier in his arms, Long Yang was reviewing the memorial.

Seeing the mother and daughter coming in, Long Yang was really stunned.

Originally he thought that Wei Wei was hugging Yaoyao, but when his eyes fell on Jier's forehead, he realized that the one in front of him was Jier.

There is a very small red mole on the center of Jier's eyebrow.

Seeing Jier, he immediately dropped the pen in his hand and came out from behind the case.

"Jill."

Jill ignored him and played with the rattle in her hand.

Lu Liangwei saw him, and gave him a deliberate glance, "It seems that you only see Jier in your eyes now, and you can't see me."

Long Yang suppressed the discomfort in his heart, looked at her with deep eyes, and smiled gently at the corner of his mouth, "Nonsense, I always have you in my heart."

Lu Liang blinked slightly, is the emperor talking about love?

Seeing her stunned, Long Yang smiled across his deep eyes, hugged her shoulders, bowed his head and kissed her forehead.

Jill opened a pair of dark round eyes, looking at the two, full of curiosity.

Seeing this, Long Yang stretched out his hand towards her, "Ji'er, father will take you to play, okay?"

Jill turned to him, as if hesitating.

Lu Liangwei took the opportunity to encourage and said: "Jil, father can fly, let father take you to the roof to play, okay?"

Ji'er didn't quite understand, but she didn't refuse Long Yang to hug her anymore.

Long Yang hugged her soft body, led Lu Liangwei, and walked out of the imperial study together.

A few birds flew in the yard outside.

Long Yang, holding Jier in his arms, suddenly soared into the air, stretched out his hand, and caught a little bird.

The little bird has yellow feathers all over its body and is only the size of a fist. It is very small and cute.

When Long Yang caught the bird in front of Jier, Jier looked at it with wide eyes.

Lu Liang walked over and said to Jier: "The bird is so cute, Jier stroked its feathers." Then, she grabbed her little hand and placed it on the bird.

Jill watched the bird closely.

Long Yang relaxed a little, and the little bird fluttered its wings in his palm.

"Cluck!"

Jill suddenly laughed out loud, clutching the bird's feathers with her small hands.

Lu Liangwei and Long Yang looked at each other with joy.

Zhao Qian immediately took a birdcage and put the bird in the cage.

Looking at the little bird jumping up and down in the cage, Jill couldn't stop laughing.

Looking at Jier like this, Long Yang looked doting.

Finally, he asked Zhao Gan to put the birdcage on his imperial case, holding Jier in one hand, and reviewing the memorial with the other.

Lu Liangwei took Zhao Gan's place and stood beside the imperial case, helping him sharpen the ink.

Looking at the father and daughter, Lu Liangwei felt a little satisfied.

How wonderful this is, Ji'er no longer rejects the emperor, and the emperor also loves her.

Although the relationship between the husband and wife and Jier has become closer today, Lu Liangwei did not immediately take her away from Chu Qi.

In the evening, Lu Liangwei specially asked Chu Qi to come over for dinner.

When Jier saw Chu Qi, she naturally wanted him to hug her. Lu Liangwei didn't stop her, picked her up, and put her in Chu Qi's arms.

Jil looked at Chu Qi, buried her small face in his arms, and looked dependent.

Seeing this, Lu Liang felt a little sad.

Suddenly felt that even if she and Long Yang worked hard for a lifetime, they might not be able to make this daughter depend on them like she depended on Chu Qi.

Jill's dependence on Chu Qi seems to be carved into his bones.

Long Yang also saw this scene, but didn't say anything.

In fact, he has no other extravagant wishes. He is content to see Jill grow up in peace.

After the meal, Chu Qi went back with Jier in his arms.

Lu Liang felt a little melancholy.


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