Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 498: Dyeing his lapel red

Lu Hetian moved quickly. After hugging Mrs. Lin, he sat back on the horse again.

"Wei Wei, you didn't..." He lowered his head and hurriedly went to check on his daughter's situation, but before he finished speaking, he was slapped **** the face.

The burning pain on his face made Lu Hetian dumbfounded.

Then he met the woman's cold and spiteful eyes.

He was stunned on the spot because he was extremely familiar with these eyes.

"Lihua..." He raised his hand, wanting to touch her, but Mrs. Lin raised her palm again and hit him in the heart.

Lu Hetian was unprepared, and after receiving her internal energy-infused palm, his whole body was filled with energy and blood.

Looking at this familiar handsome face, Mrs. Lin became angry, her eyes were poisoned, and she wanted to cut him into pieces, "You bastard, you'd better not touch me, otherwise, I will definitely kill you!" Chop it up and feed it to the dog!"

She took a deep breath before holding back the knife from his heart.

However, she didn't want to take another look at him, so she resolutely jumped off the horse before he recovered.

After listening to her words, Lu Hetian stood stiffly on the horse's back as if struck by a thunderbolt, unable to recover for a long time.

When Wang He saw his Duke was slapped by a strange woman, he seemed to have lost his soul and remained motionless. He couldn't help driving his horse forward and said worriedly, "Master?"

Looking at the woman who was about to leave, Lu Hetian suddenly came back to his senses, but like crazy, he suddenly charged the horse forward, and pulled the unsuspecting woman back onto the horse from behind.

"Lihua, Lihua...is it really you?" Lu Hetian looked at the struggling woman in his arms, and tried to lift the veil on her face with trembling hands.

Mrs. Lin was dragged onto the horse because she was unprepared. She already had a bad breath in her heart. Seeing that he was about to reveal her veil, she was furious, "You bitch, don't use your dirty Come touch me!"

The resentment in her eyes, like the sharpest ice edge, pierced Lu Hetian's heart, which was cold and painful.

"Lihua..." He frowned, his eyes were filled with sadness, his hand froze there, and finally he did not move forward an inch.

Mrs. Lin suddenly pulled out her dagger and stabbed it fiercely in his chest, "Go to hell!"

Lu Hetian sat there upright, neither dodging nor dodging, his eyes were ashamed and painful, "If it can calm you down, you can kill me..."

Bright red blood dripped from his skirt, instantly staining his robe red.

Madam Lin turned her eyes away, and finally let go of her hand, not piercing forward an inch.

Long Yang took Lu Liangwei, and when he came over, he saw Lu Hetian's red skirt, and Lu Liangwei was heartbroken, and shouted, "Father—"

Just jumped off the horse, the speed was so fast that the defenseless Long Yang couldn't catch her.

Long Yang was startled, and quickly jumped off the horse. After helping her up, he frowned and wanted to reprimand her, but seeing her worried and anxious, he didn't give up.

"Mrs. Lin, why do you..."

Rushing to Lu Hetian's horse, Lu Liang looked up at Mrs. Lin slightly, but saw that there was water in Mrs. Lin's eyes, and she was a little speechless when she accused her.

Mrs. Lin jumped off her horse, looked at her pale daughter, and comforted her with a forced smile: "Don't worry, he won't die."

As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and threw it on Lu Hetian's body. His tone was instantly cold and sharp, "Who do you want to show that way?"

Lu Hetian knew best that his injury looked scary, but it was actually not fatal.

Looking at the medicine thrown by the woman and her impatient tone, a satisfied smile unexpectedly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After all, Lihua is reluctant to let him die, right? !

He held the porcelain bottle in his hand, as if he was holding some treasure, and he laughed so hard that it made people confused.

Lu Liang held his hand worriedly, "Father, are you okay?"

Looking at Maxia's daughter, Lu Hetian raised his hand and touched her head, the corners of his lips curled up, "I'm fine."