Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

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As Lu Liangwei watched his towering figure leave the room, she was reminded of their moment in the inner hall just now and could not stop herself from blushing.

Actually, she did not blame him either.

Since returning to the palace, she had dedicated her full attention to the children and had neglected his needs for intimacy.
He had expressed his desire several times, but she refused to comply due to the children’s presence.

He had suppressed himself for too long, which resulted in him being a little pushy this time.

Only when the two nannies came in did Lu Liangwei come back to her senses and hand the children over to them.

Both Long Yin and Yaoyao drank breast milk; only Ji’er drank cow milk or goat milk.

Lu Liangwei ordered the servants to bring her some warm cow milk and fed it to Ji’er personally.

That night, Lu Liangwei attempted to make Ji’er stay with her.

The little girl had played with her siblings happily during the day, but now at night, when Chu Qi was nowhere in her sight, she started to throw a tantrum.

Lu Liangwei had no choice but to take Ji’er back to Chu Qi’s quarters.

To make it easier to care for Ji’er, Chu Qi stayed in the side hall of Grand Phoenix Palace.

When Lu Liangwei arrived with Ji’er, Chu Qi and Chang were having dinner.

Ji’er’s tantrum immediately subsided the instant she saw Chu Qi, and she babbled loudly as she stretched out her tiny arms in his direction.

Chu Qi had been somewhat reluctant to eat due to Ji’er’s absence.
Now that the little girl was here, he set down his bowl and chopsticks at once and shot to his feet.
With two strides, he reached Lu Liangwei and took Ji’er from her.

Lu Liangwei was not at all surprised to see the boy’s eyes light up the moment he saw Ji’er.

After smoothing down Ji’er’s clothes, she said to Chu Qi a little helplessly, “I wanted to let her sleep in my room tonight, but once it got dark, she started to cry when she realized you weren’t around.”

As Chu Qi listened to her quietly, his fingers tightened their hold ever so slightly on Ji’er.

He had already expected that the Empress would want Ji’er to sleep with her, which was why he had been so unsettled.

He knew that he should not feel that way.
After all, Ji’er was the Emperor and Empress’s daughter; they would definitely treat her better than he ever could.