Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 307: Long Yang picked her up personally

"Yes." Zhao Qian was frightened into a cold sweat, and quickly responded respectfully, and when he was about to leave, he heard the master say: "Forget it, I'll go and wait for her myself."

Zhao Qian was dumbfounded.

Master, you really value Miss Lu too much, don't you?

Go to the palace gate to greet her in person. In the whole world, only Miss Lu has such an honor.

Seeing the master coming out from behind the case, he couldn't help but look at his expression.

Last night, the master looked slumped, and wrote such a sad sentence. He thought that the master would never recover from this setback, or stay away from Miss Lu, but in the end, he was thinking too much.

Zhao Gan wiped his sweat.

At this time, Lu Liangwei was sitting in the carriage, thinking about what the old matriarch had said to her before leaving.

"Suddenly inviting you into the palace is naturally ill-intentioned, but don't be too nervous. Even if they are harmful to your thoughts, they don't dare to be blatant. They won't be so stupid as to give others excuses. Their purpose , mainly because I want to show you off, and let you know that although you will be a queen in the future, their qualifications are older than yours, so you should weigh them carefully."

Thinking of this, Lu Liangwei felt warm in her heart. She was actually not worried at all, but her grandmother's concern for her made her feel very warm.

But she doesn't like entering the palace in this form.

Long Yang's group of concubines want to invite her, the future wife, to dinner, what do they think, how funny.

Lu Liangwei couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhuyu, who was sitting beside her like facing a formidable enemy, stared at her with wide eyes when she heard this, "Miss, what time is it, and you can still laugh?"

The smile on the corner of Lu Liangwei's mouth remained undiminished, and he glanced at her, "Then dare to ask Miss Zhuyu, if I don't smile, am I going to cry?"

Zhuyu said angrily: "I don't mean that, it's just that you, as the future empress, are officially entering the palace for the first time to participate in a banquet, so you need to be more careful, those women are not cheap lamps, maybe it has already been set up I've caught the trap, and I'm waiting for you, Miss."

Lu Liang said with a smile: "You also said, they are not cheap lamps, how dare they set a trap to harm me? Relax, it's not a big deal."

Zhuyu was discouraged, "Miss, can you stop being so big, no matter what, we should be more careful, or think about it now, and then we can deal with the situation that will happen when we enter the palace. .”

Lu Liang shook his head slightly, and didn't bother to talk to her, this girl was too nervous.

The carriage drove all the way and stopped in front of the palace gate.

Lu Liangwei was about to get up and go down when Zhao Gan's voice came from outside the carriage, "Second Miss Lu, the master is here."

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei tightened the handkerchief in his hand.

Long Yang is here?

Zhuyu glanced at her young lady with a smile, then got up cleverly and went out.

Lu Liang thought for a while, and was about to stand up when the curtain of the car was lifted by a slender hand again.

Long Yang bent over and walked in.

Lu Liang looked at him in surprise with his beautiful dark eyes.

Until he sat down beside her, she said doubtfully, "Why are you here?"

Long Yang's eyes fell on her face, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes, "I'm waiting for you."

Lu Liang pursed her lips slightly, admitting that she was happy at this moment, she said sincerely, "Thank you."

Long Yang was startled, raised her chin, stared at her with deep eyes, "Do we need to be so polite?"

The distance between the two is so close, coupled with the narrow space, this imperceptibly encourages the breeding of ambiguity.