Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

and return to Great Shang with him.

A smile appeared on Beitang You’s face at this thought.
He could not wait to tell Yaoyao this happy news.

However, he was disappointed when he returned to Serenity Palace to find that Yaoyao was not there.

He asked the servants about her whereabouts and found out Yaoyao had gone to the imperial garden after breakfast.

At the imperial garden, Ling’er was leading Yaoyao up the rockery.

The scenery was different when one viewed it from the top.

She admired the view for quite a while.
Yaoyao was about to turn and walk down the rockery when she saw a man appearing behind her.
She was taken aback.

Beitang You had been standing behind her and she had not noticed it at all.

“What are you doing here?” She looked at him in slight surprise.

Yaoyao’s heart suddenly began beating wildly at the memory of what he had asked her to consider.

She had not decided if she was ready to give him an answer.
Why would he make an appearance now?

Yaoyao took a step back instinctively.
She had forgotten she was standing on the ledge of the rockery and when she stepped backward, she lost her footing and was about to fall off.

“Watch out!” The expression on Beitang You’s face changed as he quickly pulled her into his arms.

The clean and elegant scent of the man filled her nostrils.
By the time Yaoyao realized it, her face was slightly red and burning.
She pushed him.
“Let go of me!”

Beitang You smirked when he looked at the angry girl in his arms and he suddenly bent over and picked her up in his arms.

He immediately flitted up into the air, which stunned Yaoyao, and she reactively reached out her hand to grab the front of his shirt.

Beitang You put Yaoyao onto the ground after they got off the rockery.

Yaoyao was a little embarrassed.
She lowered her head and pretended to tidy her dress, refusing to look him in the eye.

There was nothing Beitang You could do about this.
He took out the letter from his sleeve and passed it to her.
“Yaoyao, this letter was written by your father.
Do you want to read it?”

“My father sent that letter?” Yaoyao immediately looked up at him with a look of surprise.

“Yes.”