Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1289 She May Be Estranged From You Again

Looking at the cloudless blue sky, the old lady murmured, "Finally, the rain is over."

Aunt Lan was by her side. Hearing the words, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, old lady, you can finally take a good rest."

During this time, the old lady was also suffering.

If it weren't for the old lady's body, how could she be able to handle so many things, let alone worry about so many things.

"Yeah." The old lady nodded, but she felt a little worried when she thought that her grandson was twenty years old and had not married yet.

"That kid Tingchen, I don't know what he thinks?"

Aunt Lan smiled knowingly, "Does the old lady miss the prince?"

"I don't want that stinky boy, he will only be angry with me." The old lady snorted.

Aunt Lan didn't expose her, but said, "The prince is really old, and I don't know what kind of girl the prince likes. Otherwise, the old lady can help you look at it."

The old lady was a little worried, "If you know it, it will be easy."

"Second miss went to the border gate to meet the prince, plus their brother and sister have always had a good relationship, maybe the second miss knows what the prince thinks, the old lady should have asked her just now." Aunt Lan said.

"I forgot. I'll come to the palace tomorrow to ask." The old lady said angrily.

"No rush, no rush, the second lady is back now." Aunt Lan smiled and reassured.

The old lady nodded, "Yes."

Fengyi Palace.

Lu Liangwei played with Yaoyao until she was tired and fell asleep, and then let Nanny Chen carry her away.

Long Yin was also carried to sleep by Nanny Wang.

Lu Liangwei and Long Yang went to the side hall to see Jill.

Jill was full by now and slept. At this time, she was lying in the arms of the seventh day and playing a rattle.

It could be seen that she liked the rattle that Lu Liangwei gave.

The small hand held it and shook it, making a clear sound.

Lu Liang approached her slightly and squatted down beside the seventh day with a very gentle expression, "Jill, let mother hug you again, okay?"

When Jill heard her voice, she immediately turned her head and glanced at her, then grinned and stretched out her little arm, asking her to hug.

Lu Liangwei was overjoyed and hugged her up.

The child is almost four months old, and in her hands, she has a lot of weight. It can be seen that she takes good care of her on the seventh day of the first year.

Lu Liang walked around with her in his arms and saw that Long Yang kept looking at Jill, knowing that he missed her too, so he slowly walked to him with Jill in his arms, and then slowly turned her to him, "Jill, father The emperor is also here to see you."

Long Yang looked at his little daughter expectantly.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand, and Jill flattened his mouth, looking like he was about to cry.

Long Yang froze.

Lu Liangwei felt distressed and hugged Jill back into his arms.

"Silly child, that's your father, the father who loves you the most in the whole world. Why do you want to cry when you see him?" She coaxed softly, but her heart hurt dully.

This child, suddenly seeing the emperor, the fear that was carved into his bones, I am afraid that it has not dissipated.

Seeing the pain in Long Yang's eyes, she felt uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, she took Long Yang's hand and put it on Jill's head, "Your Majesty touch her more. It's been a while since you two have been apart. She may be estranged from you again."

Long Yang understood in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

He owes a lot to this daughter.

And this debt was something he could never make up for in his life.

Besides, Jill just flattened his mouth and didn't cry like before, he should be content.

It was probably what Lu Liangwei said that had an effect, and since Jill had gradually become acquainted with the smell on Long Yang's body, he was no longer so repulsive. He turned his head and looked at him with his black eyes.

Lu Liangwei took the opportunity to hold Jill into Long Yang's arms.

Long Yang reached out to take it, and like a treasure, he carefully took her into his arms.

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