Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 390 Difficult to speak disease

Seventeen hearts loosened, and the man who came to scold him, knelt on one knee, "Subordinates have seen the master."

"No ceremony, this trip, you have worked hard." The man's gentle and majestic voice sounded.

"Fortunately, the subordinates did not humiliate their lives!" Seventeen almost burst into tears.

At this time, the closed curtains were pulled open, and the beautiful woman looked at the man on the horse with tears in her eyes, "Adi."

"Sister." Long Yang got off his horse, stepped forward, looked at the woman in the carriage, and faintly called.

Long Qingzhi didn't care at all, after all, the two siblings hadn't seen each other for nearly 20 years.

When she married Dan Jue, he was only ten years old.

She looked him up and down quickly, and she remembered that the younger brother, who always followed her, had now grown into an indomitable man.

Long Qingzhi's tears burst down the embankment.

After twenty years, she returned to her homeland and saw her brother again, which slightly relieved her pain of losing her husband.

Long Yang did not expect that her always strong sister would be so gaffe, and some did not know how to console her.

After a long while, he said solemnly: "Sister, don't cry, no one will dare to deceive you in the future."

Long Qingzhi nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yeah."

"If we can, shall we set off now?" Long Yang glanced across her arms, the pale child asked in a low voice.

Long Qingzhi reminded him that he just remembered something, "The sooner the better, Zhierhe..." At this point, the tears on her face flowed again.

During this time, she almost shed all the tears of her life.

"Don't worry, he will be fine." Long Yang didn't say more, seeing that he had brought the seriously injured Fourteenth to the seventh day, he ordered the departure.

"Die, Wanyan Jin is now in charge of Dan Jue's political affairs, and war may be launched at any time. You must be psychologically prepared." Long Qingzhi opened the curtains and told Long Martingale.

Long Yang nodded, "I know, sister don't worry about it."

When Long Qingzhi heard this, he relaxed.

She is far away in Dan Jue, but she has also heard of Adi's hand in governing the government.

Now that he looks confident, he must have been prepared.

No matter how much Wanyan Jin had a plan, he ran into Adi but couldn't please.

Seeing her full of sadness, Long Yang couldn't help but speak: "Sister, I will get married on August 15th."

Hearing this, Long Qingzhi looked at him somewhat unexpectedly.

Although she is far away in Danjue, she also knows the situation of Adi's harem.

He is thirty years old this year, but after he has not married, he still has no children under his knees. He has appointed the emperor's son as the crown prince.

She wanted to ask for a long time, but the journey was too long and it was really inconvenient.

Adi's body...but is there any unspeakable illness?

She pressed these questions to her heart, barely showing a smile on her face, "Which girl is it from?"

The corner of Long Yang's mouth raised slightly, "Miss Lu Er from the Palace of the Earthquake."

Hearing this, Long Qingzhi frowned, and the smile on his face faded a lot.

For Miss Lu Er's famous "feat", she heard differently.

After all, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, from Da Shang Chuan to Dan Jue, the essence has long changed.

If it were in the past, she would have the right to listen to it as a joke, but she couldn't accept this person's relationship with Adi.

She gently patted the child in her arms and asked softly, "Is that girl young?"

"Well, I'm fifteen years old this year." Long Yang turned his head and glanced at her. Seeing her face pale, knowing what she was thinking, calmly said, "Sister, don't listen to those rumors, Miss Lu Er is very nice, you see Later, you will know and you will like her very much."

(End of this chapter)