Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart Chapter 16

Chapter 16: What Did You Eat Growing Up

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Long Yang had never intended to kill Lu Liangwei, but now that both Zhao Qian and Chu Qi had spoken up for her, the murderous aura that had originally gathered between his brows faded in an instant.

“Ms. Lu insists that she is my savior. If I were to punish her, what would that make me but a foolish ruler?”

Hearing this, Lu Tingchen’s anxious heart finally calmed down and he immediately said, “Thank you, Your Majesty, for pardoning my sister.”

After speaking, seeing Lu Liangwei still kneeling there with a dazed expression, he hurriedly pulled her arm and hissed, “Weiwei, why haven’t you thanked the Emperor?”

When Lu Liangwei came to her senses, Long Yang had already got up and walked out from behind the desk.

Within her vision, she could see a man’s black satin boots and above them, the hem of a cyan robe.

Just as she was about to continue looking upward, a suffocatingly deep and cold male voice came from above her head.

“Is the floor not hard enough?”

Lu Liangwei raised her head, her long and thick eyelashes batting like the flapping wings of a b.u.t.terfly, confusion flas.h.i.+ng in her dark pupils.

Looking at the girl’s ditzy yet cute face, Long Yang was a little amused.

Just now, this girl had such a way with words, as if she had no regard for him as the emperor.

However, now that he had pardoned her, she appeared to be rather taken aback. It seemed that she did not expect that he would let her off the hook like this.

An imperceptible smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Liangwei raised her head to look at Long Yang. Before this, she had been busy saving his life and did not have time to size him up. After waking up, he had been sitting in a chair all the time, making it impossible to even gauge height.

And now, he was standing right in front of her, just a short distance away.

Lu Liangwei suddenly realized that Long Yang was fairly tall, possibly around 1.85 meters.

Augmented with the n.o.ble and dignified aura that he radiated since birth, he appeared more like a great mountain than anything, standing so majestically, invoking awe from others.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Seeing his sister still kneeling there in a daze, Lu Tingchen quickly helped her to her feet.

Lu Liangwei glanced at Lu Tingchen, then again at Long Yang, and asked curiously, “Your Majesty, what did you eat growing up? You’re so tall!”

Lu Liangwei regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

The man in front of her was Long Yang, emperor of the Great Shang Kingdom. He possessed the power to pardon or kill and could take anyone’s life as he pleased. To date, countless heads have been lopped off after a mere word from him.

What if she angered him, saying such presumptuous words…

According to her limited historical knowledge, the emperors recorded in history were not very tall. Therefore, suddenly seeing an emperor who was taller than Lu Tingchen, she had blurted out her thoughts without thinking.

Regretting everything, she was about to babble something to salvage the situation when she caught a trace of a smile in the man’s unfathomable eyes.

Lu Liangwei blinked, thinking that she must have seen it wrong.

A deathly silence settled over the study room following Lu Liangwei’s words.

Lu Tingchen’s brows were knitted in frustration. If it were not for the Emperor’s presence, he would have given this girl a good beating on the spot.

Speaking so recklessly, was the Emperor someone whom she could jest around with?

He hurriedly spoke up before the emperor could get angry, “Your Majesty, I beg you to cease your anger, my sister…”

Long Yang raised his hand to cut him off. His face did not contain any trace of anger like what he had expected. On the contrary, he was expressionless, his emotions unreadable.

His deep eyes fell on Lu Liangwei, the corners of his mouth faintly raised. “Ms. Lu, on the other hand, is rather short!”

As soon as these words were said, the others, including the two who spoke up for Lu Liangwei, went collectively petrified.

After a long while, Zhao Qian wiped his sweat away.

Had he misheard that? Not only did the master pardon Ms. Lu’s recklessness, but in turn, he countered Ms. Lu’s remark in a jestful manner.

Zhao Qian, who was familiar with Long Yang’s temper, was astonished.

Lu Liangwei lowered her head to look at herself, her eyebrows knitting tightly. Her height was about 1.65 meters, which was not considered short among women…

“Your Majesty, it is you who are too tall. I am certainly not short,” she retorted indignantly.