Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

While she was in the bathroom, he knocked out the original coachman, put on his clothes, and sat on the carriage, pretending to be the coachman.

Lu Liangwei was probably so anxious to return to the imperial capital that she ended up overlooking the difference and did not suspect him at all.

Moreover, when she held onto the shaft to board the carriage, he spotted her fair, slender fingers.

Only a woman who lived in clover would have such pretty hands.

That made him even more certain that this person was Lu Liangwei.

After traveling for a while, the carriage finally rolled to a stop on a mountain road off the beaten track.

Zeng Lunan called out tentatively, “Sir?”

All was silent in the carriage.

After listening for a moment and making sure that Lu Liangwei was asleep, Zeng Lunan drew his sword, pulled the curtain aside, and walked in.

However, when his foot landed on the floor, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the arch of his foot.

Alarmed, he instantly realized what had just happened. His eyes blazed dangerously, and in a flash, he raised his sword and swung it at Lu Liangwei.

“If you don’t want to die, don’t move. Otherwise, the poison will spread and kill you faster.” Just then, the sleeping person’s eyes flew open, but there was no trace of drowsiness in them.

Zeng Lunan’s hand froze in mid-air, and he glared at Lu Liangwei. “You were pretending to be asleep?” Nevertheless, he did not dare to move because of her warning.

“If you can pretend to be a coachman, then I can pretend to be asleep to deceive you.” Lu Liangwei snickered. “Now tell me who you are and why you disguised yourself as a coachman to kill me.”

Right now, she could basically rule out the possibility that he had been sent by Long Chi.

If that were true, he would have captured her instead of trying to kill her halfway.

Zeng Lunan sneered. “At this point, I guess it won’t hurt to let you know.” While removing the human skin mask on his face, he tossed a detoxification pill into his mouth.

Lu Liangwei was taken aback to see his face, but she was not too surprised. “It’s you!”

Without giving her another reply, Zeng Lunan raised his sword and brought it down on Lu Liangwei.

However, before it could strike her, he suddenly toppled backward stiffly, his eyes widening in disbelief.

He was sure he had taken the detoxification pill, but the searing pain in his body and the blood gushing out of his mouth were solid proof that the pill was useless.

“I told you not to move, but you wouldn’t believe me. You thought you could counter my poison just by taking a detoxification pill? I’m surprised that you know detoxification, though, but too bad you’re not experienced enough. Playing around with detoxification in front of me is biting off more than you can chew!” Lu Liangwei walked out of the carriage, stood on the shaft, and looked down at him from her height. “I haven’t developed the antidote for this poison yet, so you’ll just have to wait for your death here.”

Terror flashed in Zeng Lunan’s eyes.

He had fallen into her trap carelessly.

Was he going to die?

However, he calmed down soon enough.

Lu Liangwei dragged him down from the carriage.

Seeing the absence of fear in his eyes, she asked, “Aren’t you afraid of death?”

“I have no more attachment to this world, so why should I be afraid of death?” Zeng Lunan replied indifferently.

Lu Liangwei was stunned for a moment. She found him both pitiful and hateful, but what he had done was not deserving of sympathy at all.

Even if she knew how to cure him, she would still not save him.

“Rest in peace here, then. This is a pretty decent place. You chose it after all, didn’t you?” With that, Lu Liangwei turned away from him and got onto the carriage.