Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

then again at Long Yang, and asked curiously, “Your Majesty, what did you eat growing up? You’re so tall!”

10

Lu Liangwei regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

The man in front of her was Long Yang, emperor of the Great Shang Kingdom.
He possessed the power to pardon or kill and could take anyone’s life as he pleased.
To date, countless heads have been lopped off after a mere word from him.

What if she angered him, saying such presumptuous words…

According to her limited historical knowledge, the emperors recorded in history were not very tall.
Therefore, suddenly seeing an emperor who was taller than Lu Tingchen, she had blurted out her thoughts without thinking.

Regretting everything, she was about to babble something to salvage the situation when she caught a trace of a smile in the man’s unfathomable eyes.

Lu Liangwei blinked, thinking that she must have seen it wrong.

A deathly silence settled over the study room following Lu Liangwei’s words.

Lu Tingchen’s brows were knitted in frustration.
If it were not for the Emperor’s presence, he would have given this girl a good beating on the spot.

Speaking so recklessly, was the Emperor someone whom she could jest around with?

He hurriedly spoke up before the emperor could get angry, “Your Majesty, I beg you to cease your anger, my sister…”

Long Yang raised his hand to cut him off.
His face did not contain any trace of anger like what he had expected.
On the contrary, he was expressionless, his emotions unreadable.

1

His deep eyes fell on Lu Liangwei, the corners of his mouth faintly raised.
“Ms.
Lu, on the other hand, is rather short!”

As soon as these words were said, the others, including the two who spoke up for Lu Liangwei, went collectively petrified.

After a long while, Zhao Qian wiped his sweat away.

Had he misheard that? Not only did the master pardon Ms.
Lu’s recklessness, but in turn, he countered Ms.
Lu’s remark in a jestful manner.

Zhao Qian, who was familiar with Long Yang’s temper, was astonished.

Lu Liangwei lowered her head to look at herself, her eyebrows knitting tightly.
Her height was about 1.65 meters, which was not considered short among women…

“Your Majesty, it is you who are too tall.
I am certainly not short,” she retorted indignantly.