Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

stay for a few more days—at least let me give you a proper welcome.”

Long Yin’s pupils shrank.
What an absolutely shameless man!

First, he addressed him as Crown Prince, then by his name, and now as Yin’er—and he even told him to be good, too! Was he using his age to lord it over him?

Despite Long Yin’s scorn, his face remained calm.
“You’re the kingdom’s ruler, Uncle Beitang.
I’m sure you’re occupied with state affairs, so there’s really no need to trouble yourself and waste your time on us.
We do appreciate the offer, though—I’ll be sure to inform my mother of your kindness once I get back.”

Beitang You, “…”

This brat caught on fast, that was for sure.

He had called him Yin’er, and the latter retaliated by calling him Uncle right away.
There was also a hint of warning in his words—was he reminding him of his place as an elder?

Beitang You snickered inwardly but masked it with a rueful smile.
“But you’ve traveled all the way here—I’ll be dreadfully ashamed if you won’t even stay for a few days.
I remember the warm reception you gave me that time I visited Great Shang, so won’t you give me a chance to return the favor now that you’re in the Yan Kingdom? Or is it because you find me and my kingdom unworthy of your stay?”

Long Yin shot him a look, once again realizing that the Yan Emperor—only a few years older than him—was more shameless than he had thought.

Since when had he given him a warm reception the time he visited Great Shang?

Even if he had given him anything like that, it would have been far from warm.

At this point, he had more or less figured out what he was up to.

He glanced at his sister behind him, who was staring at Beitang You anxiously, and his heart sank in vexation.

Apparently, Beitang You had stolen Yaoyao’s heart in the short time he was absent.

There was most likely an ulterior motive beneath his insistent attempts at persuading them to stay.

How could he grant his wish by staying longer and allowing them to spend more time together?

The thought made Long Yin narrow his eyes, and he gave Beitang You a hostile look, no longer bothering to feign politeness.
“I appreciate your kindness, Big Brother Beitang, but my parents are terribly worried about Yaoyao, so we must depart right away.”