(2) Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

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CHAPTER 911: REMARKABLY UNCOUTH
As the three of them were talking, Long Yang suddenly appeared.

When he spotted Lu Liangwei holding Lu Hetian's hand in a familiar manner, he suddenly found the sight quite annoying.

Before he realized it, he had already approached them and broke their hands apart, then took Lu Liangwei's hand into his own palms.

He did it extremely quickly and suddenly.

All three people were stunned by his actions.

Lu Hetian felt uncomfortable when he realized what had just happened. His Majesty was acting remarkably uncouth.

What did he take Weiwei's hand for?

Lu Hetian could not help but say, "Your Majesty, this daughter of mine has been pampered and treated well since she was young. I do hope you could treat her with more gentleness."

Long Yang's almond-shaped eyes narrowed at his words.

He had long heard about how much the Grand Duke treasured and pampered this daughter of his, Lu Liangwei.

However, he had only ever casually listened to those stories. Today, he finally saw it with his own eyes and confirmed the rumors were true.

He played with Lu Liangwei's fingers and shot a somewhat provocative look at Lu Hetian. "I would naturally pamper and dote on my own Empress. There is no need for the Grand Duke to worry."

Lu Hetian was so furious when he heard this that he felt like beating someone up.

This dog of an Emperor, how could he still be so annoying even after losing his memory?

Ling Lihua tugged on Lu Hetian's sleeve to remind him not to act brashly. She said politely to Long Yang, "You are right, Your Majesty. Since Weiwei has already married you, she should receive plenty of your affection. There is no need for us to worry too much."

Long Yang's gaze fell onto her and he thought for a moment before remembering. "You're Madam Ling? Aren't you supposed to be dead?"

The corner of Ling Lihua's mouth twitched; she kept reminding herself that His Majesty had lost some of his memories and that she should not hold it against him.

Lu Hetian's face had darkened tremendously. Did this foul Emperor also damage his brains while losing his memory?

What sort of rude comment was that?

Was that the right way to be talking to his mother-in-law?

Lu Liangwei put her hand to her forehead and tugged on His Majesty's sleeve while saying in a low voice, "Your Majesty, don't be saying such things. My mother returned last year and some other things happened during that time. I'll tell you about it later."

It looked like His Majesty had not only forgotten about her, but he also forgot all the events that had happened since he met her.

When Long Yang noticed the girl coming close to him and whispering to him in a soft, tender voice, a strange emotion began to envelop his heart. It was comfortable and pleasant.

He coughed lightly and looked at Ling Lihua. "I'm sorry, I don't really remember what happened."

Ling Lihua was not quite happy with him, but let the matter drop on account of Weiwei.

"It's fine." She shook her head.

She remembered Weiwei's request for help and said, "If it's no trouble for you, Your Majesty, I would like to diagnose your health."

Long Yang had always been a little apprehensive about such matters. He had only ever trusted Chief Physician Lin's medical skills all these years. If the Chief Physician said he was doing fine, it meant there was nothing wrong with him.