Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1713 - 1713 Your Father’s Hair Has Turned Gray

Chapter 1713 - 1713 Your Father’s Hair Has Turned Gray

1713 Your Father’s Hair Has Turned Gray
“Alright, it’s getting late and I should head back. You should have an early night.” Lu Liangwei rubbed her daughter’s head and got up as she said.
“I’ll walk you out, Mother.” Yaoyao put down the box and got up as well.
When they reached the door, Lu Liangwei stopped her. “You don’t need to walk me all the way back, it’s not that far. You should go to bed.”
“Alright. Be careful on your way back, Mother. Have an early night too when you return,” Yaoyao said with concern.
Lu Liangwei nodded and held on to the servant’s hand as she left Pear Blossom Palace.
After Lu Liangwei left, Yaoyao ran toward Hexin’s room.
Hexin was feeling quite uncomfortable because of her first menstruation. She laid in bed, not daring to move at all for fear that it would leak. In addition to that, her waist was extremely sore and she was unable to go to sleep.
She was reading a book in her hand when Yaoyao went into her room.
“What are you doing here? Has Aunt Weiwei returned to her room?” Hexin was a little surprised to see Yaoyao here and moved a little, trying to get out of bed.
Yaoyao quickly stopped her. “You shouldn’t get up when you’re feeling unwell.”
Hexin had no choice but to lay back in bed. She patted her bed and said, “Do you want to jump in?”
“Alright.” Yaoyao kicked off her shoes and climbed into bed.
When Hexin saw the delight on Yaoyao’s face, a thought crossed her mind and she asked, “Did you tell Aunt Weiwei about it?”
Yaoyao giggled as she leaned close to Hexin and pinched Hexin’s cheek. “I can’t hide anything from you.”
Hexin laughed and said, “Aunt Weiwei must have agreed to it?”
Yaoyao laid down next to Hexin and said with slight worry, “Mother didn’t object to it much, but the same can’t be said of my father. I didn’t want to tell my mother about this yet because Ji’er hasn’t returned, but when she saw the pigeons in the corridor, she seemed to guess something was going on and asked me about it.”
“Don’t worry. Ji’er would be back soon and Uncle Emperor would agree to the marriage between you and our Emperor. After all, our Emperor is also quite a good catch.” Hexin consoled her.
“You’re right.” Yaoyao nodded. “No matter what, I’ve already spoken to my mother about this and it made me feel much more relaxed.” She had not dared to talk to her mother about this because of Ji’er’s disappearance. Now that she had spoken to her mother about this, she felt much better.
They leaned in close to each other, enjoying a pillow talk before finally falling asleep.
…
Lu Liangwei had not given up on pretending to be sick.
She went to see Long Yin the next day and after much coaxing and pestering, Long Yin finally agreed.
“I can announce an imperial decree, Mother, but it might not work.”
Lu Liangwei was silent for a while before saying, “Why not say in the imperial decree that I became sick from worry and died? Ji’er would believe that.”
Long Yin’s handsome face turned pale and his voice turned a few tones deeper as he exclaimed, “Mother!”
Lu Liangwei patted his shoulder and said with a smile, “It’s not true, anyway. Why are you reacting so seriously?”
“Father would never regard your safety as a joke, and it’s the same with me. Please don’t use such a thing to kid others, Mother.” Long Yin’s expression was dark as he became upset.
Lu Liangwei quickly stopped smiling when she saw her son getting angry and said seriously, “Yin’er, this is just a temporary measure and a white lie. The gods will understand me for doing this. They won’t take life from me. Hurry up and announce the imperial decree. Let the world know about it.”
Long Yin’s handsome face turned white. He was not superstitious but he did not dare to use his mother’s life to do such a thing.
“Yin’er, I will be very heartbroken if Ji’er does not return safely. You wouldn’t want to see me being sorrowful, would you?” Lu Liangwei pushed her son’s arm slightly when she saw him still being hesitant. She said softly, “There’s also your father. He would live his life in regret.” She paused before continuing, “You must not have realized that your father’s hair has turned gray over what happened to Ji’er. He has not been able to sleep at night and has become quite haggard. He has aged a lot…”