Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 37: Filled with jealousy

The warm spring sun gently sprinkled on her body, adding to her beauty.

After finishing a poem, she put down her brush and turned her head to look at the old matriarch. There was a tiny gleam of light in her clear eyes, and every frown and movement seemed to be shimmering.

She stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "Grandma, I finished writing, but it's a pity that I didn't write well. Don't punish me."

Long Chi stared blankly, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

I never knew that this idiot girl had such a good look!

"You girl, are you still afraid of my punishment?" The old lady spat, but her face softened, she got up, walked to Lu Liangwei's desk in person, and picked up the paper in front of her.

He read it softly: "Last year and today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people are red, and the faces don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze."

After reading, the yard was quiet.

It took a long time for the old lady to come back to her senses, staring at Lu Liangwei intently, "Girl, did you write this poem yourself?"

Lu Yunshuang clenched the handkerchief tightly, and a few complexities flashed in his eyes.

How is it possible, this idiot girl can't even memorize a poem, how can she compose poems?

Aunt Zheng also thinks the same way. Since she was a child, this little **** has been favored by the Duke. She is used to being arrogant and self-willed. She has never read a few books, so how can she write poetry?

Compared to the mother and daughter's contempt for Lu Liangwei, Long Chi stared at Lu Liangwei thoughtfully for a few times.

I don't know where the human face is going, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze?

Since he thought he understood what Lu Liangwei conveyed in the poem, a slight contempt flashed in Long Chi's eyes.

This woman had stated before that she didn't want to be her concubine, but in her heart, she clearly hadn't forgotten him, otherwise, how could she write such a poem today?

Seeing that the old matriarch's eyes were full of admiration, Lu Yunshuang was about to expose Lu Liangwei, but she had already spoken first.

"Grandma, you really think highly of me. How can I write poetry? I read this poem in a book before, and I thought it was good, so I memorized it."

Hearing this, the corner of Lu Yunshuang's mouth twitched, which meant that this idiot knew herself.

The old lady was a little disappointed when she heard the words, but after thinking about it, this granddaughter didn't like reading before, so how could she become so talented in a short period of time?

Thinking about this, she felt relieved again, stroked Lu Liangwei's hair, and said lovingly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to write poetry. Grandma didn't ask you to be a teacher, but you can read more books on weekdays. It is beneficial."

"Wei Wei understands." Lu Liang responded slightly, looking very cute.

When the old lady saw her, she felt even more joyful, and asked, "Grandmother has also read a few books, but why have I never read this poem you wrote before? Which book is it?"

Lu Liang blinked slightly, "I don't remember which book I saw it in, but if I read it next time, I will definitely send it to my grandmother."

"Okay." The old lady nodded.

Gloom flashed across Lu Yunshuang's eyes.

Obviously, the poems she wrote are better than the ones that Lu Liangwei copied from somewhere, but in the eyes of the old matriarch, Lu Liangwei is the only one.

This made her very uncomfortable.

Turning his head, he saw Long Chi staring at Lu Liangwei thoughtfully, his heart skipped a beat, and he was instantly filled with jealousy.

The old matriarch is like this, even the prince's eyes fell on Lu Liangwei.

Lu Yunshuang gave Gu Liangwei a hard look.

This idiot girl!

Soon it was noon, the kitchen had already prepared the food and wine, and everyone stayed in Fu Shou Tang to eat.