Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

grown up now and her cousin was just trying to avert any uncomfortable situations, but why was he not doing that now?

Moreover, she was not feeling unwell and could walk on her own.

At this thought, she pulled away from him gently.
When he looked over at her, she gave a perfect excuse.
“Cousin Long Yin, I’d like to walk on my own.”

Long Yin was slightly taken aback.
He glanced at her and relented.
He released his hand when he saw the determination on her petite face.
“Alright.”

When they walked out of the imperial study, Lu Xue said, “You should stop here, Cousin Long Yin.
I can leave the Palace on my own.
You’ve been hard at work the entire day and should rest early.”

This time, Long Yin did not listen to her.
He saw her back all the way to the Grand Duke Mansion before returning.

The sky was already dark by the time he returned to the Palace.

He went straight toward Grand Phoenix Palace, intending to have dinner with Lu Liangwei.

However, he bumped into Hexin the moment he walked into Grand Phoenix Palace.

“Big Bro Long Yin.” Hexin greeted him.

Long Yin nodded and asked, “Where’s Yaoyao? Why isn’t she with you?”

“There’s something Yaoyao has to attend to.
She’ll be here shortly,” Hexin replied.
The truth was that Yaoyao had just received Beitang You’s letter from the homing pigeon and made an excuse for Hexin to leave so that she could read the letter alone.

Hexin paused before saying, “By the way, Big Sis Lu Xue just came here to see you.
Did you manage to meet up with her?”

The moment she said this, Hexin privately felt like she was being a busybody by asking this question.

She had noticed that Big Bro Long Yin seemed to be in a good mood and guessed it must be because he had met Lu Xue.

As she quietly thought about this, Long Yin said, “Yes.
I just saw her back to the mansion.”

“Oh.” Hexin glanced at him and shut her mouth, staying silent.

“Let’s go in,” said Long Yin.
He was about to walk into Grand Phoenix Palace when he suddenly noticed something.
His gaze fell onto the corner of her dress.
He frowned and asked, “Are you hurt?”

Hexin looked at him blankly.
“No, I’m not.”

Long Yin pointed to the corner of her dress.
“There’s blood over there.”