Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 919: Pick her nose horizontally, pick her eyes vertically

Although she said so, she actually had no bottom in her heart.

Wanyan Luosang is Zhi'er's respected aunt, even if Wanyan Luosang really instructed him, he would not confess her no matter what.

Lu Liangwei understood her concerns, and said lightly: "Sister Huang, don't push him too much. After all, Zhier is still young, so do your best."

Long Qingzhi sighed, one was his son and the other was his dear younger brother, it was really embarrassing for her to be caught in the middle.

If it is true that Zhi'er was instigated by Wanyan Luosang and killed her younger brother, what face will she have to face him in the future, and how will she gain a foothold in Dashang in the future?

Original Zhi'er is half of Danjue blood, and his identity is already sensitive. In the future, if he wants to gain a foothold in Dashang, he will have to rely on his younger brother. Without his younger brother, this Dashang would never have the foothold of their mother and son. land.

"Brother, is he okay?" Long Qingzhi cheered up and asked with concern.

"He just lost part of his memory, the rest is fine." Lu Liang said slightly.

"That's good." Only then did Long Qingzhi feel relieved.

Lu Liangwei talked to her for a while, then went back.

After a day of tossing, she is also a little tired.

She touched her protruding belly, feeling a little sad for no reason.

Although the emperor is picking his nose and eyes at her now, he has never forgotten her in his bones.

Thinking like this, she thought about it again.

She should be glad that the emperor is in good health, as long as he is in good health, nothing else will be a problem.

Evening.

Long Yang returned to Longqian Palace to sleep.

Looking at the furnishings in the dormitory, I feel strange for no reason.

This is the dormitory where he has slept for more than ten years, why does it make him feel cold and uncomfortable the moment he steps into it?

Zhao Qian stood silently, hesitant to speak.

Since his son got married, he has basically lived in Fengyi Palace, and he rarely comes back here on weekdays.

But today, the master came back to sleep here, I don't know if the empress would think too much?

Thinking that the empress might be waiting eagerly for the master to pass by at this time, he felt a little unbearable.

The empress is still pregnant.

Thinking of this, he plucked up his courage and said, "Master, should I send someone to Fengyi Palace to inform the empress?"

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Long Yang sat down on the edge of the bed. Hearing this, he glanced at him and casually asked, "What are you telling her?"

Zhao Qian pondered for a while, and said cautiously: "Since the wedding, the master has always lived in Fengyi Palace. If you don't come tonight suddenly, the servant is worried that the empress will think too much."

Long Yang was startled, his brows were furrowed, "I've been staying in Fengyi Palace?"

"Yes." Seeing that he was not angry, Zhao Qian heaved a sigh of relief, but he was a little uncertain about his thoughts.

"How long has it been since I returned to Longqian Palace?" After a moment of silence, Long Yang asked with a frown.

Zhao Qian thought for a while, and replied, "It's been about half a year."

Long Yang was stunned.

He hasn't come back here to sleep for so long?

What kind of ecstasy soup did Lu Liangwei pour into him?

He couldn't believe that he was so attached to a woman, and she was just a young girl.

What is he possessed by?

He looked a little unhappy.

He used to hate those foolish kings who were obsessed with women the most, but he didn't think that he would become that kind of person one day.

His brows were tightly frowned, and there was a terrifying rage between his brows.

Noticing the terrifying aura of the master, Zhao Gan was so frightened that his scalp tightened, and he took a few steps back calmly.