Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1783 is bound to win for her

"Yeah." He An quickly turned back, "If my sister knows about it, then it won't be a trouble. Brother Long Yin, return the painting to me!"

Long Yin re-rolled the painting, handed it to him, and exhorted: "Take it carefully, don't let your sister know about it for the time being, I have already seen this painting."

"Don't worry, I will put it back without knowing it, so that my sister won't find it." He An said confidently, putting away the painting, waved at him, and ran away.

Long Yin stood in the courtyard for a while before returning to the house.

He was full of words written by Hexin on the right side of the portrait.

The mountains have woods and the trees have branches, and I don’t know if you are happy...

He writes this line on paper.

After he finished writing, his eyes fell on the words and he looked at it for a long time.

The next day.

Long Yin had been waiting outside the gate of King Rui's mansion very early.

Qi Heng leaned against the carriage, his eyes slightly pensive.

The prince had never waited for anyone like this, but he was so active this time. It seemed that he was bound to win the Hexin Princess.

After a while, a carriage came by and stopped in front of the palace.

Qi Heng looked over, just in time to see Yuan You getting off the carriage.

Seeing her, Qi Heng was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and greeted him, "Girl Rabbit, it's early."

Hearing this nondescript greeting, Yuan You almost fell off the carriage.

When she saw who was speaking, she tightened her lips and got out of the carriage with the help of her servant.

She wanted to go directly to the Royal Palace of Rui, but when she thought of something, she suddenly stopped and took a look at Qi Heng.

Qi Heng was confused when she saw him, and then raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Why, don't you know? I still remember you, Girl Rabbit." When he said that, he laughed.

However, his laughter didn't stop, and suddenly the back of his feet hurt, and he snorted.

After reacting, he looked at Yuan You in amazement, "You stepped on me?"

"What's wrong with stepping on you?" Yuan You lay his hands on his hips and glared at him contemptuously, "Smelly drunkard, hum!" After that, he turned his head and entered the palace.

Qi Heng: "..."

When did he become an alcoholic?

Turning his head to look at Long Yin, complaining: "When did the granddaughter of the prime minister become so nonsense?"

Long Yin glanced at him, "At the wedding banquet the night before yesterday, you were drunk." After a pause, "You still hugged someone."

Qi Heng: "..."

He doesn't have that bad wine?

Drunk and hugged someone?

No wonder people don't wait to see him so much.

The point is that he has no impression at all.

Not long after, Yuan Xin sent Hexin and Yuan You out together.

Seeing Long Yin standing in the morning light, Yuan Xin's face was full of smiles, "Yin'er, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No." Long Yin shook his head and walked forward, his eyes slid across He Xin's face, and he said warmly when he saw her look sleepy, "If you are sleepy, you can continue to get some sleep after getting on the carriage."

He Xin was really sleepy. He covered her mouth with a handkerchief and yawned gracefully. Hearing the words, he glanced at him. He didn't understand what he was doing so early, so that she was still asleep. The bed pulled up.

"The sun is coming out, what's the trouble?" Yuan Xin squeezed her daughter's face with a smile, and patted her **** again, "Well, get in the car quickly, don't let your Long Yin brother wait for a long time. "

He Xin glanced at her with difficulty.

Mother is also true, there are outsiders, and her movements are not convergent.

I looked up and saw Long Yin's gaze falling on her. For some reason, her face was a little hot, and she just wanted to leave his sight quickly.

She had just stepped on the horse bench and wanted to get into the carriage.

At this moment, a slender hand stretched out next to her, naturally supporting her arm, and supporting her onto the carriage.

(End of this chapter)