Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1129: Long Yang fell ill

"Not necessarily." Long Chi's eyes fell on her beautiful face, and he suddenly said meaningfully, "However, I just want to hear you cry under me."

Lu Liang's complexion changed slightly, he gritted his teeth, and scolded in disgust: "Shameless!"

Long Chi laughed loudly, "Shameless? I will definitely show you."

Lu Liang slightly suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit in his chest and abdomen, but at the same time, he couldn't help becoming anxious.

She doesn't have any strength at the moment, obviously Long Chi has given her a very heavy Ruanjinsan.

It doesn't look easy to escape.

The only solution for now is to hold back and wait for the opportunity to move.

Seeing her silence, Long Chi immediately felt a little bored, so he stopped taking advantage of her with words.

…

It was already a few days later when Long Yang brought Jier and others back to the palace.

Baizhang Cliff is not too far from the Imperial Capital, and it can be reached in one night, but it is extremely far away from the Baizhang Cliff to return to the Imperial Capital.

In addition, considering that Ji'er is still young, the carriage should not be too bumpy, so the speed will naturally not be fast. Therefore, it took a full five days to return to the Imperial Capital.

Long Yang was very happy to find Jier back, and the guilt in his heart was relieved a lot, he wished he could hug Jier to Wei Wei immediately to make her happy.

But as soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he met the old lady.

I haven't seen you for a few days, the old man is exhausted and haggard, Long Yang felt a little guilty, and quickly went up to him, "Grandmother..."

The old matriarch looked at him wearily, moved his lips, and finally said: "Your Majesty, there is something I must tell you, but I hope you can calm down."

Long Yang's heart sank, and he suddenly felt something bad. The fingers under his sleeves clenched into fists. It took a long time before he let out a voice from his throat, "What's the matter?"

"Five days ago, Wei Wei disappeared." The old matriarch said each word with great difficulty.

Long Yang's brain was buzzing, he felt his blood surging, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood without warning.

"Your majesty?" The old matriarch was startled, quickly supported him, and shouted backwards, "Come here, send the imperial doctor—"

Long Yang fainted.

For a while, the palace was in chaos, but fortunately, it was suppressed by the old lady.

Diagnosed by Lin Yuanzheng, the emperor has not had a good rest in the past few days, and his spirit has been extremely tense, and his body has been overworked. He has reached his limit. god.

The illness came like a mountain, and Long Yang fell ill. He fell asleep for three days before finally waking up.

However, the first thing he did when he woke up was to go out of the palace to find Lu Liangwei.

Zhao Gan tightly hugged his leg, "Master, you are in poor health and have not recovered. If you continue to struggle, your body will not recover."

"Go away!" Long Yang raised his foot and kicked him to the ground, his voice was hoarse and menacing, and he had already left the bedroom.

Zhao Qian was kicked and fell to the ground. He got up and wanted to persuade him again, but the old matriarch appeared and knelt down in front of his master.

"The old man is so bold, please take care of your dragon body."

At this time, Long Yang had long lost his dignified and majestic image in the past, his lips were chapped and peeled, his face was pale and haggard, and he had lost weight rapidly.

He can ignore anyone, but he can't ignore the old lady.

Seeing the old man kneeling there upright, he was upset, and leaned over to help her up, "What is grandma doing? Get up quickly!"

The old matriarch was unwilling to get up, but looked at him, and said earnestly: "Since the emperor is willing to call me a grandmother like Wei Wei, then I will ask the emperor for a while, and beg the emperor to listen to my advice. "