Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 309: Let go of her with some reluctance

Seeing her obediently letting him play with her fingers, Long Yang looked at her softly, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily.

Lu Liangwei suddenly realized, "This is the matter."

Long Yang spread her palm in his palm and found that her hand was really small, or are women's hands so soft and small?

He had never paid attention to other women's hands before, but Lu Liangwei's fingers made him a little fond of them.

Such a small palm, white and lustrous, as if carved from the finest jade.

Looking at her fingertips, he suddenly remembered the scene where she put his fingers into her mouth and bit them when she fell asleep that day.

With a slight sway in his heart, he stared at her green fingers for a moment, and finally let go of her with some reluctance.

"You don't need to pay attention to them. If something like this happens again next time, if you don't want to enter the palace, just ignore them. You are the queen appointed by me, so you don't need to worry about anyone."

Lu Liangwei's heart was warm, and he smiled sweetly. Thinking of something, he teased: "Then are you included in that anyone? Does it mean that I don't need to worry about you in the future?"

Seeing the mischievous smile on her face, Long Yang frowned, and suddenly said in a calm voice: "Lu Liangwei, you are presumptuous!"

"Hehe." Lu Liangwei was not afraid of him at all this time, because although his voice was majestic, there was a smile in his eyes, "The emperor calms down, I know I was wrong."

Long Yangjun's face was stained with a smile, and when his eyes fell on her lips, he suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around her shoulders, and slowly bowed his head and moved closer...

"Master, the imperial garden is here."

At this moment, Zhao Qian's untimely voice came from outside.

Long Yang paused, and displeasure flashed between his brows.

Looking at the man who suddenly approached, Lu Liang held his breath slightly, squeezed the handkerchief in his hand, and looked at him nervously.

Hearing Zhao Gan's voice at this time, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the smile spread from the corner of his lips, and he pushed the man, "Your Majesty, Director Zhao has spoken."

Looking at the small bright red mouth that was close at hand, Long Yang narrowed his phoenix eyes, and suddenly leaned forward quickly, and pecked lightly.

Lu Liang froze slightly, the clear and pleasant smell in his nose diffused into his nose, and then dispersed again.

Long Yang had already got up and walked out, turned around and saw that she was still sitting in the carriage, and said dotingly: "Wei Wei, we're here."

Lu Liang came back to her senses, and quickly got up to follow him. When she met his narrow eyes, her face was a little hot, and she quickly turned her eyes away, avoiding his scorching gaze by observing the movements around her.

"The concubine welcomes the emperor."

The woman's pleasant voice suddenly sounded, and Lu Liang turned his head to look slightly, only to realize that the carriage had arrived at the entrance of the imperial garden, and at this time, three women were standing quietly in front of the carriage.

Lu Liangwei had met these three women at a palace banquet before, and they were Long Yang's concubines.

Long Yang had already put away his relaxed and casual attitude when facing Lu Liangwei.

"Excuse me."

Concubine Shu, Concubine Hui, and Concubine Zhuang straightened up after hearing the words, and looked eagerly at the emperor standing on the carriage, automatically ignoring the stunning young girl beside him.

Zhao Qian had already stretched out his hand, wanting to help Lu Liangwei get down, but before Lu Liangwei reached over with his hand, Long Yang had already grabbed her hand.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Long Yang carefully helped her out of the carriage.

The gazes of the three concubines finally fell on Lu Liangwei willingly.