Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1711: Confess to the Queen Mother

"Queen, that pigeon was actually given by Brother Beitang." After she finished speaking in a low voice, she carefully watched the queen's reaction.

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he suddenly realized, "So it was sent by Youyou." He breathed a sigh of relief, "You went to the country of Yan, did you cause him trouble?"

Yaoyao looked at her with wide eyes slightly, why did the empress mother's reaction be so normal?

She bit her lip, "Of course not. If Brother Huang hadn't found him, he would have kept me here for a while longer."

"That's just polite talk, do you really take it seriously?" Lu Liang could not laugh or cry, "He hasn't married a wife yet, and he is so devoted to government affairs that he doesn't have time to care about you, a little girl. Once you leave, he will be happy Easy."

Yaoyao pouted her lips, thinking of the reluctance in his eyes when they parted that day, he really didn't agree with the queen mother's words.

"By the way, mother, he also gave me another thing."

"What?" Lu Liangwei asked casually, a little not very interested, in her opinion, it should be some gadgets given by the elders to the younger ones.

"I'll get it for you to see." Yaoyao rolled her eyes, took the box she had been treasured all along from the bedside table, and held it directly in front of Lu Liangwei.

Seeing her precious appearance, Lu Liangwei couldn't help being a little curious, "What did your brother Beitang give you?"

"Mother, open it and have a look." Yaoyao put the box in her hand, bit her lip, and said shyly.

Lu Liang weighed the box slightly and found it was quite heavy, so he couldn't help jokingly said: "It can't be gold, right?"

The corners of Yaoyao's mouth twitched, "Queen, you are very vulgar, why do you always think about gold?"

Lu Liang said indifferently: "What's wrong with gold?" While speaking, he opened the box with his hands.

At first glance, she thought that Yaoyao played with her phoenix seal while she was not paying attention.

After looking closely, she found that the one in the box was somewhat different from her phoenix seal.

You don't need to look at it to know what this thing represents.

She didn't pick it up, but looked at Yaoyao seriously, "Beitangyou gave it to you?"

"Yeah." Seeing her reaction like this, Yaoyao felt uneasy for a moment, lowered her head, and said frankly, "Brother Beitang wants to marry me."

Lu Liang frowned slightly, "Yaoyao, marriage is a lifelong event, you can't just because someone gave you a phoenix seal, you just got mad and agreed to marry him."

Hearing this, Yaoyao looked at her in astonishment, "Does my mother think that I have taken a fancy to someone else's phoenix seal?"

Lu Liang rubbed the center of his brows slightly, "Then how can you explain this phoenix seal?"

"Big Brother Beitang likes me, and I like him too. He wants to marry me, and I want to marry him, it's as simple as that." Yaoyao got a little annoyed, took the box back from her hand, and held it in her arms inside.

Lu Liangwei had a headache. He didn't expect that his daughter would go out for a trip and come back for a marriage.

"Do you know what liking is?" She suppressed her anxiety, and said earnestly, "It's not a trivial matter to like someone, besides, the other party is far away in the country of Yan, far away from Dashang, more than ten thousand miles away? If you promise to marry him, you will definitely marry far away, and it will not be easy for you to leave your parents and family in the future, so you have to think carefully about it."

Yaoyao fell silent, thought for a while, hugged the box, sat down on the footrest, leaned her face on her lap, and said softly: "Mother, I am not impulsive, in fact, in response to Bei I have struggled and thought about Brother Tang’s relationship before. Originally, I was worried about marrying far away and refused him, but I couldn’t control my heart. I like Brother Beitang and I am willing to marry far away for him. .”