Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

1736 Long Yang Collapsed In Front Of Lu Liangwei
Ji’er nodded.

Chu Qi pulled her into an embrace and lay down in bed.

His heart was finally settled as he watched the girl lying next to him

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That happiness of recovering her filled up his heart.

Imperial capital.

Lu Liangwei had been feeling out-of-sorts lately and her eyelids could not stop twitching.

Long Yang had left for so long without any news and the situation was throwing her into a panic.

As she did not sleep well at night, she felt a little tired the moment she sat down.

She massaged her forehead and planned to read a book to calm herself down. However, after flipping through a couple of pages, she started to feel drowsy. She held her forehead against her palm and drifted to sleep against the side of the chair.

In her dreams, she saw Long Yang and Ji’er return—both father and daughter had made amends and their relationship was as strong as before.

“Your Highness!” someone suddenly shouted.

Lu Liangwei frowned.

“Your Highness, His Majesty is back.”

This time, the voice was clearer as she heard the delighted shouts from the servants.

Lu Liangwei immediately snapped out of her reverie. “His Majesty is back?” She had just asked this question when a tall male figure immediately rushed through the door.

She blinked, thinking that it was her imagination.

As she watched the man approach her step-by-step without disappearing, it felt like she had just woken up from a dream as she quickly got up and ran toward him.

“Your Majesty…”

“Weiwei.” Long Yang reached out his arms, wanting to hold her.

However, before he could even touch the corner of her sleeves, he suddenly wobbled and a curtain of darkness befell him as he fell heavily to the ground.

“Long Yang!” Lu Liangwei exclaimed and lunged toward him, trying to catch him.

However, she was not strong enough and could not support him.

They fell onto the ground together.

Lu Liangwei ignored the pain she felt from the fall and quickly scrambled to her feet.

Her face turned pale as she knelt next to Long Yang. Her trembling hand reached out to put a finger under his nose to find a sign of breathing. She let out a sharp breath of relief when she felt the warm breath on her finger. Then, she quickly checked his pulse to determine his condition.

For a minute, the entire Grand Phoenix Palace was in chaos.

By the time Long Yin rushed over after hearing the news, Lu Liangwei had already gotten the servants to help Long Yang to bed.

Lu Liangwei was sitting by the bed and holding Long Yang’s hand tightly.

Long Yin’s heart tightened up when he saw his father’s eyes firmly shut and his mother’s dejected expression. He walked into the room quietly.

“Mother, how is Father doing?” he asked softly.

Lu Liangwei wiped her eyes with her handkerchief before turning to her son with a worried expression. She said, “He’s fine. He’s just exhausted himself and hasn’t been resting for a long time. It’s the extreme fatigue that made him pass out. He should be fine after resting for a couple of days.”

Long Yin was slightly relieved to hear that.

He reached out to hold his mother’s shoulders as he looked into her reddened eyes and said, “If that’s the case, you shouldn’t worry so much, Mother. You don’t look too well either. Why don’t you take a rest and I’ll look after Father from here.”
Lu Liangwei shook her head. “I’m fine. I can’t sleep anyway. You, on the other hand, have no time to waste. You’ve got so much work to do from the imperial court. You don’t need to worry about anything here. Go ahead and get busy. It’s fine. Your father is okay. He just passed out from exhaustion.”

Long Yin did not argue when he heard this. “Alright. Don’t overexert yourself either, Mother.”

“Okay, I know.” Lu Liangwei nodded. “By the way, Shi Yi went with him as well. He’s outside waiting. Go on and ask him if there is any news of Ji’er.”

“Alright,” Long Yin replied and went off.

When Yaoyao and Hexin came over after hearing the news, they saw Long Yin speaking to Shi Yi outside.

“Royal Brother, how is Father doing?” Yaoyao was breathless from running and asked anxiously.