Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

e with my mother today, but I couldn’t wake her, so I decided to just carry her into the carriage and let her sleep along the way.”

Madam Lin knew that nothing could wake her slugabed of a daughter when she decided to sleep in.

She said apologetically, “We spoiled Yuan’er too much.
I’m sorry you have to deal with her quirks.”

“Don’t be, Mother-in-Law.
Yuan’er’s a wonderful girl.” Long Xuan smiled.

Madam Lin was greatly pleased by his compliment, but she still added, “Yuan’er can be a bit hot-tempered sometimes, so I hope you can be patient with her.”

“Don’t worry.
I’ll take good care of her,” Long Xuan replied seriously.

“I’m glad to hear that.
You should get going, then.” Madam Lin beamed contentedly.

It seemed that the Emperor had indeed granted her daughter a splendid marriage.

Long Xuan was much better than the girl’s previous fiance, Chen Xuping.

From the way he behaved, she was certain that he would treat Yuan’er well, and that was all the assurance she needed.

“All right.” Long Xuan nodded slightly and carried Lin Qingyuan out of the Lin Mansion.

…

When Lin Qingyuan woke up, the carriage was already rumbling on its way.

The bumpy feeling made her wrinkle her brow.

She pressed her face into the soft pillow.
“Strange—why is the bed moving?”

Just then, she heard a chuckle next to her.

Turning her head, she saw Long Xuan sitting in the corner with one leg crossed over the other, reading a book.

She was stunned for a moment before frowning.
“Why are you still here?”

“What a heavy sleeper you are—you were able to sleep so soundly through such a bumpy ride.” Long Xuan regarded her in bafflement.
Although there were thick cushions in the carriage, the carriage still jolted and jerked throughout the journey, yet it had not affected her sleep at all.

“What? We’re in a carriage?” Lin Qingyuan shot him a flabbergasted look and sat up.
Only then did she realize that she was indeed in a carriage and already properly dressed, too.

She stared at her pink dress in bewilderment.
“You dressed me?”

“Who else could it be except me?” Long Xuan answered her with another question.