Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 555 - If I Can Still Hold You, It Means That I’m Fine

Chapter 555: If I Can Still Hold You, It Means That I’m Fine

Feeling a little sheepish, Lu Liangwei glossed over the incident quickly. “It’s nothing. It’s probably because of the heat.”
Ling Lihua glanced at her slow-witted son, thought for a while, then said to Lu Liangwei, “Are you full?”
“I’m done eating.” Lu Liangwei nodded.
“Then come with me.” As Ling Lihua spoke, she stood up, took her daughter’s arm, and headed off.
Confused, Lu Liangwei followed her to her living quarters.
After entering the house, Ling Lihua let go of her hand. As she looked at her daughter’s updo that symbolized her married status, she felt a wave of emotions wash over her.
When she was Weiwei’s age, she was still wandering her way through the martial world, but her daughter was already married at such a young age.
Thinking about this, she could not help reaching out and hugging her daughter.
Her heart ached for her.
She had always believed that it was not a good thing for women to get married early.
She felt that women should not have their freedom hindered so soon.
Lu Liangwei hugged her mother back, wanting to ask about her and Uncle Wu, but decided against it in the end.
She thought that it was better to let nature take its course.
Although she felt sorry for her dad, she might not have her mother’s decisiveness and courage if the same thing happened to her.
After a while, Ling Lihua finally released Lu Liangwei and asked softly, “Did the Emperor bully you?”
Lu Liangwei shook her head. “No.”
“No?” Snorting, Ling Lihua suddenly tugged her collar down.
After a stunned moment, Lu Liangwei hurriedly pulled her clothes back in place, her cheeks red. “Mom, what’re you doing?”
Ling Lihua cast a glance at her collarbone. There was clearly a red mark on it.
Although the mark had mostly faded, it was still vaguely visible.
She knitted her brow. Long Yang had really gone too far.
It was Weiwei’s first time receiving the Emperor’s favor, and her body was so delicate, too. How could her body bear it?
Deep in thought, she sprinkled her specially made medicinal powder on Lu Liangwei discreetly.
Lu Liangwei felt a little uncomfortable under her mother’s gaze and could not help lowering her head.
No matter how bold she was, she could not bring herself to discuss these matters openly.
Not to mention it was her mother asking her about it.
Fortunately, Ling Lihua did not press the subject. “That’s good to know. Let’s go out, we’d better not keep them waiting.”
Hearing this, Lu Liangwei glanced at her in surprise.
She thought that her mother had pulled her indoors to tell her something, but all she asked was if the Emperor had bullied her.
She was a little puzzled.
After staying in the medicinal shop for a while longer, Lu Liangwei finally bid Ling Lihua goodbye.
After watching Lu Liangwei and the others leave, Ling Lihua turned and headed back inside the shop.
She had sprinkled some medicinal powder on Weiwei. The powder would not harm her and would allow her to rest better for a few days.
As it was already late, Lu Liangwei did not go to the Grand Duke Mansion again after leaving the medicinal shop. After informing Lu Tingchen, she followed Long Yang directly back to the palace.
On the way, Lu Liangwei noticed the blush on Long Yang’s handsome face and the rouge-like glow at the corners of his eyes. It was probably the alcohol starting to take effect.
“Your Majesty, are you drunk?” Lu Liangwei asked in concern.
Long Yang leaned against the wall of the carriage and raised his gaze toward her, smiling. “No.”
Lu Liangwei frowned. “But it looks like you’re not in good condition.”
Chuckling, Long Yang suddenly reached out and pulled her onto his lap. “See, if I can still hold you, it means that I’m fine.”
Lu Liangwei did not dare to move and just went along with him. “Well, I’m glad that you’re alright.”
With that, she made a move to return to her seat, but Long Yang tightened his grip on her waist and lowered his head to kiss her.
Thinking of all the people outside the carriage, Lu Liangwei panicked and quickly planted her hands on his chest, whispering, “It’s not the right time, Your Majesty. Let’s go back first…”
She dodged, and Long Yang’s kiss ended up landing on her face.
He paused, then rubbed himself against her soft rosy cheeks and said cheekily with one eyebrow raised, “Go back first, and…?”