Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

“Chen Xuping?” Long Yang muttered. He had a vague impression of this person. The Duke Chen Family had contributed greatly to the Great Shang Kingdom, which was why the Duke Chen Family had always been on the guestlist for every Palace banquet. He had seen Heir Presumptive Lu a few times during the Palace banquet.

He remembered Chen Xuping was related by marriage to Minister Lin from the Ministry of Revenue. He was supposed to get married this month, but the daughter of the Lin family had suddenly passed away…

Long Yang paused. A memory flashed in his mind.

Weiwei had suddenly suggested going to the imperial holiday home because of the Lin family’s young Miss.

Miss Lin was supposed to be buried in peace, but Weiwei had dug her out from her grave.

It was clear that Miss Lin faked her death, but why would Weiwei want to help her?

What secret was there between them?

The most important question was why would Miss Lin fake her death right before her marriage?

He had instructed Zhao Qian to send his condolences when Miss Lin died to express his concern. Zhao Qian had returned to inform Long Yang how heartbroken Minister Lin and his wife were as Miss Lin was their only daughter.

However, it remained a fact that Miss Lin did not really die.

Did she fake her death because she did not want to marry Chen Xuping?

The Lin family and the Duke Chen Family were family friends and both of them had grown up together. By right, Miss Lin should not be fearing Chen Xuping.

Was there some hidden reason behind this?

He was sure that Weiwei must know something, but that girl did not mention anything about this. Did she not trust him?

This realization made him feel a little unhappy.

After collecting his thoughts, Long Yang turned to Chu Qi and instructed, “Keep a close watch on every move Lu Yunshuang and Chen Xuping make. Investigate if there is something going on between them.”

The two might not seem to be connected on the surface, but he had a feeling that they were closely associated.

“Yes,” Chu Qi replied respectfully.

As he watched the young man leave, Long Yang gave some thought and resumed marking his Palace Memorials. He wanted to finish his government administrative work for the next few days.

Tianzhu Mountain was a nice place and was not far from the imperial capital, but he had only been there a few times.

Eastern Palace.

After Hong Xiu sent off Zhao Qian, she rushed back into Lu Yunshuang’s room and informed her about Zhao Qian’s visit to deliver her restorative medicine under His Majesty’s decree.

Lu Yunshuang always had a frail body. After this miscarriage, her health was affected further and she lied in bed looking very sickly.

She did not appreciate the gesture after hearing Hong Xiu’s words. Instead, she sneered. “Lu Liangwei must be happy now.”

Her miscarriage had been accurately predicted by that little slut.

As she said this, she raised her hand and knocked aside the soup bowl on the table next to the bed.

Slam!

The soup flew about along with pieces of broken porcelain.

Hong Xiu was shocked and no longer dared to say another word.

The Crown Princess had gone through so much trouble to get pregnant, and it was gone just like that. Naturally, her mood would be terrible.

However, venting her anger on Second Miss Lu was just…

Even though Hong Xiu disapproved of this, she did not dare reveal any of her thoughts.

Lu Yunshuang spat with hatred, “That slut, Lu Liangwei, could be laughing at me right now. How could I let her continue having her way?”

If Lu Yunshuang was not leading a good life, she would not allow Lu Liangwei to enjoy her life either!

Hong Xiu’s heart sank. She had a feeling the Crown Princess was planning something.

She was just thinking about this when Lu Yunshuang did exactly what she thought, and said maliciously, “Auntie has rested for quite a long time. It should be enough for her. Now that Weiwei is about to get married, the mansion should be getting busy. How could Auntie not bother herself with this now and spend time resting instead?”

Hong Xiu frowned. “Although, how can we convince the Grand Duke to bring Aunt Zheng back?”