Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 242: When he is a scourge
For a while, several people felt very uncomfortable.
Lu Liangwei felt very guilty when she saw her grandmother and father and brother being so embarrassing because of her own affairs.
"Grandma, dad, brother..."
She wanted to say, forget it, just enter the palace, she didn't want her family to be so hard for her.
But before she finished speaking, Lu Hetian interrupted her, "Tomorrow, mother will go to the palace to ask the emperor, and I will go to Ji's house to discuss the marriage with Ji Qingyuan. If the emperor refuses to accept Wei Wei as righteousness Daughter, I'm worried that he will directly talk to his mother about the marriage proposal, so I will go to the Ji Mansion to settle the marriage. If the emperor doesn't want to, it is impossible to rob the marriage.
Of course, marrying Ji's mansion is just an expedient measure. Let's settle the marriage first. When the time comes, the emperor's eyes will no longer be on Wei Wei. If Wei Wei really doesn't like Ji Xiu, we'll call off the marriage. . "
Lu Hetian has calmed down now, and is making decisions in an orderly manner.
When the old matriarch heard the words, he thought it was true, "It's because you are more thoughtful. Indeed, I am not sure that I will enter the palace tomorrow. I am afraid that the emperor will propose marriage to us on the spot, but at that time, if you and Ji Qingyuan has discussed the marriage, even if the emperor gets angry again, he won't do anything to **** the marriage. This idea is very good, so let's do it."
Lu Tingchen also nodded in agreement.
Although he is loyal to the emperor, if the emperor wants to marry Wei Wei, he cannot make him stand on the emperor's side.
The emperor is really not suitable for Wei Wei.
Seeing this, Lu Liangwei no longer knew what to say.
Since grandma and father have already decided, let's do it this way.
Although she felt that it might be useless, she was a little reluctant to let her enter the palace obediently without a blog.
At that time, there is really no other way, let's talk about it.
It's just that, if the Lu family uses the Ji family so directly, will the Ji family be willing?
Lu Liangwei felt a little hesitant.
She doesn't want to enter the palace, and she doesn't want to marry into the Ji family. If the marriage is terminated at that time, will the Ji family agree?
She was a little uncertain.
But all the uncertainty, when she met her father's determined eyes, she suppressed it.
She doesn't want to marry, but wants to stay in the Lu family for the rest of her life.
The family is so warm, she can't help being more greedy.
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The palace.
It was late at night, but the lights of Longqian Palace were not extinguished.
At this time, Eleven knelt on the ground on one knee, and reported the news to his master one by one.
Long Yang sat on a chair and listened to his report.
When Eleven finished speaking, Zhao Qian was the first to be unable to hold back.
"What are the old matriarch and Lord Zhen thinking? You want Miss Lu to marry into Duke Ji's mansion?"
Long Yang leaned on the armrest of the chair with one hand, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows with his fingers.
He had guessed a long time ago that the old lady and Lu Hetian would not easily marry Wei Wei to him, but they never thought that they wanted to marry Wei Wei to a dude like Ji Xiu in order to prevent Wei Wei from entering the palace.
Ji Xiu?
The deep and unpredictable eyes narrowed slightly.
After Zhao Gan finished speaking, he couldn't help feeling a little worried when he saw that the master was silent and his face under the lamplight was even more obscure.
The Duke Zhen's mansion is really deceiving people too much. It is their blessing that their master has a crush on Miss Lu, but they actually treat their master as a scourge. This is too much.
The master must be very angry at this time.
On the seventh and eleventh day of the lunar new year, they also stood still.
After a long time, Long Yang suddenly stood up.
The face is as handsome as a god, and there is no joy or anger, but the expression between the eyebrows and eyes is very pale.