Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart Chapter 382 - Might Not Have That Kind Of Self-Control

Chapter 382: Might Not Have That Kind Of Self-Control

When Lu Liangwei heard this, her chest tightened, but she did not try to persuade him against it. “Then you have to be extra careful. By the way…” Remembering something, she hurriedly turned around, fetched a few things, and handed them over to him. “This is for you to defend yourself.”

Long Yang took the brocade pouch from her and gazed at her with a smile. “You’re worried about me?”

Lu Liangwei was a little embarra.s.sed. Her stuff seemed somewhat unnecessary, considering his martial arts skills. With that in mind, she reached out to take it back.

Long Yang dodged her extended hand and casually hung the pouch by his waist. “How can you take back what you’ve already given out?”

“I feel that you won’t need it,” Lu Liangwei said a little doubtfully.

“Maybe I will,” said Long Yang. “It’s something my little Empress gave me. Even if I don’t use it, I’d still carry it on me.”

Lu Liangwei’s face warmed with embarra.s.sment, and she raised her hand to shove him. “You’d better go.”

Long Yang did not expect her to push him so suddenly and he staggered a little. After regaining his footing, he grabbed her hand and said teasingly, “I didn’t know you were so strong.”

“There’s so much more that you don’t know.” Lu Liangwei withdrew her hand. Seeing the pouch hanging from his waist, she reminded him, “By the way, I’ve added a lot of coma-inducing medicine to the medicine b.a.l.l.s this time. When you throw them out, be careful not to breathe it in.”

“Alright.” Long Yang was still gazing at her with a smile. The heaviness in his heart seemed to have dissipated. “Does Second Miss Lu have anything else to remind me?”

Seeing him tease her again, Lu Liangwei shook her head sheepishly. “No.”

“Then I’ll be going now.” Long Yang’s eyes twinkled.

“Alright.” Lu Liangwei lowered her gaze, thought for a while, and curtsied to him. “Have a safe journey, Your Majesty.”

Long Yang helped her up with a sigh. “Was that on purpose?”

“No, I’m serious,” Lu Liangwei said solemnly.

“Then shouldn’t you say, your obedient subject wishes you a safe journey?” Long Yang raised an eyebrow.

Lu Liangwei, “…”

Long Yang released her. If he continued to linger, he might not be able to leave at all.

He gave her a deep look, and finally steeling himself, turned and left.

It had only been a while, and he already could not bear to leave her side. There seemed to be a kind of magic on her.

All of a sudden, he felt grateful to have met her at this age.

If he were a little younger, he might not have that kind of self-control.

…

The moment Long Yang left, Chu Jiu and Zhu Yu immediately came out.

When Zhu Yu entered the room, she spotted her mistress sitting at the table absentmindedly.

Miss had never been like this before, so why was she so distressed after coming back today?

Remembering how Chu Qi had returned to fetch her clothes and relating it to Miss’s current behavior, she immediately became worried.

Had Miss really lost her virginity to the Emperor?

Just when Zhu Yu was starting to get anxious, Lu Liangwei suddenly looked at Chu Jiu and asked, “Chu Jiu, tell me about the situation in Danjue.”

Startled, Chu Jiu wondered why she asked that question.

At her silence, Lu Liangwei thought that she did not understand and was about to dismiss the question when she heard Chu Jiu say, “Danjue is a courageous nomadic tribe, and they’re masters of war. During the late Emperor’s rule, they continuously attacked our borders and initiated a few large-scale battles.

“At that time, the Great Shang Kingdom was not as powerful as it is now. The battles took a toll on national power, and the people were living in misery. To help the people recover from the effects of the war, the late Emperor took the initiative to seek peace. He married off the beautiful Seventh Princess, who is the current Emperor’s birth sister, to Danjue for a marriage alliance.”