Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 225 Taolin is in danger

Depressing the surprise in his heart, Zhao Qian asked people to put the ladder under the tree and put the bamboo basket on the ground. Then he raised his head and smiled at Lu Liang: "Second Miss, you have all the tools left."

Lu Liang had seen him a long time ago, "Thank you, Manager Zhao." As he said, he picked off the biggest peach, held the branch with one hand, and dropped his hand, "Manager Zhao, I'll eat it for you."

Zhao Qian was flattered, and quickly stepped forward, tiptoe, and took it with both hands, "Thank you, Miss."

Looking at the peaches in his hand, Zhao Qian moved in his heart and reminded: "Second Miss, the master also likes to eat peaches."

Lu Liang heard the sound of the string, and quickly picked two more, and handed them to him together, "Thank you, Director Zhao, give them to the emperor for me."

Zhao Gan grinned, "Our house will be sent to the master."

Lu Liangwei ignored him and picked up the peaches.

Seeing that she was ignoring herself, Zhao Gan graciously handed her a small basket up, "Miss Lu Er, this is for you to hold peaches."

Lu Liang picked it up slightly and hung it on the branch.

Zhao Gan stood for a while, and when she saw that she had nothing to do, he told himself again, so he put the peach in his clothes and walked back.

"Master, Miss Lu Er asked the minion to send you peaches." As soon as he stepped into the study, Zhao Gan couldn't wait to speak, "Miss Er picked it by herself."

Long Yang was reviewing the memorial, and his eyes moved slightly when he heard the words.

Zhao Gan glanced at his face, and cautiously said, "Miss Lu Er picked off the biggest peach and gave it to you. The minion has already washed it. Would you like the master to taste it?"

Long Yang glanced at the peaches in the fruit plate and nodded, "Yeah."

Zhao Gan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly crossed a piece with a bamboo stick, and handed it to his hand.

Seeing him eating, Zhao Gan said again: "Master, don't you go over and take a look? Miss Lu Er is there alone, in case something dangerous happens..."

Long Yang stood up suddenly, and strode out.

Zhao Gan breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Miss Lu Er could not be in danger. When he left, people were staring secretly.

But if the master does not take the initiative, isn't today's arrangement wasted effort?

He didn't understand why the master was so careful with Miss Lu Er.

He felt that the master was too worried because Miss Lu Er was still young, right?

He shook his head and sighed, picked up a peach, and ate it.

In the peach forest, Lu Liangwei had already picked many peaches.

She came down from the tree.

I was bending over to pour the peaches from the basket into the basket. Suddenly, a "ding" sound, the harsh sound made by the weapon handover, came into my ears.

She turned around quickly and saw that some people in black clothes and masks appeared in the forest sometime.

They are holding sharp blades and are already entangled with the guards of the imperial village.

Lu Liang frowned slightly. Long Martingale was not here. Could it be that these people in black came for himself?

She threw the basket in her hand to the ground, thinking indifferently.

It wasn't until the guards were defeated and chopped to the ground that she took a few steps back, and the medicine ball she was carrying had been held in her hand.

Several masked men in black looked at each other, holding a sharp blade, and rushed towards her.

Lu Liang did not delay, the medicine ball in her hand was thrown to the ground with a "bang", and the medicine ball exploded with a "bang". In an instant, there was a choking smoke that diffused and blocked all sight.

Lu Liangwei did not stop, and ran towards the Taolin exit.

These people came for her, and she vaguely guessed whose handwriting was.

(End of this chapter)