Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

rds took into the air in the courtyard outside.

Long Yang flew into the sky with Ji’er in his arms.
He reached out and caught one of the birds.

The bird had yellow feathers and was the size of a fist.
Its small size made it adorable.

When Long Yang presented the little bird to Ji’er, her eyes widened as she observed it.

Lu Liangwei went over and said to Ji’er, “This little bird is so cute.
Go on and touch its feathers, Ji’er.” She held Ji’er’s hand as she said this and placed it on the little bird.

Ji’er stared at the animal.

Long Yang relaxed his grip on the bird and it flapped its wings in his palm.

“Hehehe!”

Ji’er suddenly laughed as her little hand touched the bird’s feathers.

Lu Liangwei and Long Yang looked at each other with delight.

Zhao Qian immediately came over with a birdcage and placed the bird inside it.

Ji’er watched the little bird hopping about in the cage and continued laughing non-stop.

A doting look appeared on Long Yang’s face when he saw Ji’er behaving like this.

Eventually, he got Zhao Qian to place the birdcage on his imperial table.
He continued marking the Palace Memorials with one hand while holding Ji’er in the other.

Lu Liangwei took over Zhao Qian’s work and helped Long Yang grind ink next to the table.

She felt happy watching the father and daughter together.

It was wonderful that Ji’er no longer felt repelled by His Majesty, and that His Majesty doted on her very much.

Even though both of them had gotten closer to Ji’er today, Lu Liangwei did not want to immediately take her away from Chu Qi’s side.

When night fell, Lu Liangwei invited Chu Qi over for dinner.

Ji’er still wanted Chu Qi to carry her when she saw him and Lu Liangwei did not stop her.
She lifted Ji’er and placed her in Chu Qi’s arms.

Ji’er looked at Chu Qi with a reliant look and buried her little face in his arms.

Lu Liangwei felt a little sad when she saw this.

She suddenly felt as though, even if both she and Long Yang worked hard their entire lives, they would never be able to get this child to rely on them as much as she relied on Chu Qi.

Ji’er’s reliance on Chu Qi seemed to be inevitable.

Long Yang was watching the scene as well, but he did not say anything.

He no longer asked for much—he was happy enough that Ji’er was able to grow up safe and sound.

Chu Qi carried Ji’er back after dinner.

Lu Liangwei felt a little melancholic.