Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Long Yang’s eyes fell onto her soft, pinkish little face and his gaze lingered for a moment. He noticed her hair was messy from being blown by the wind and reached out naturally to help her smoothen it down.

Lu Liangwei’s head fell even lower when she noticed the man’s actions.

She was not used to a man who was not a family member touching her head.

While her mind was running haywire, a cloak, which still had the warmth of its previous owner, was placed on her.

“You just went through some cold wind. Put this on first, lest you catch a cold.”

At that, the man’s long, slender fingers were already pulling on the strings of the cloak. It looked like he was trying to help her tighten it.

Lu Liangwei wanted to make him stop, but she swallowed the words. She quickly moved away from his hands and said in a low voice, “Thank you, Your Majesty, but this humble servant of yours should do this on her own.”

She tightened the strings clumsily and turned back, only to see the man in the straw hat standing at the side, staring at her in astonishment.

Her face burned and she quickly walked a few steps away, distancing herself from Long Yang.

A vague smile could be seen shining in his eyes, but when he turned toward the man in the straw hat, the smile vanished. He looked stern as an intimidating aura could be emanating from him. “Chu Yi, what are you dreaming about? Scout the road ahead.”

“Yes, Master,” Chu Yi pulled his gaze away and replied respectfully. However, he continued mumbling internally to himself about why his master had started acting in such a gentle way toward a woman.

The scene he had witnessed had truly astounded him.

Not only did his master hug a lady, but he had also gently helped tighten a cloak around her.

Was this really the same master who avoided women like the plague, the man who made decisive killings, the leader who employed tyrannic and vicious tactics?

A chill came over Chu Yi at the thought of this.

He suspected he was suffering from hallucinations. How could someone like his master ever be so gentle toward a woman?

When Lu Liangwei heard the conversation between Long Yang and Chu Yi, she realized that they had arrived at the foot of Sacred Hillock Peak.

Lu Liangwei took out some medicinal powder from her bag as she gazed at the tall mountain in front of her, and spread it all over herself.

“What are you doing?” Long Yang asked.

“It’s a medicinal powder I made myself. It’s useful for driving off insects and snakes. You should spread some on yourself too.”

“Very well.” Long Yang nodded slightly.

Lu Liangwei wanted to hand the powder pack to him, but he simply stood there motionlessly. Even though he was trying to hide that powerful intimidating aura about him, it came too naturally to him. He did not need to do anything and one would already notice the natural air about him that informed one of his nobility.

She hesitated, and eventually opened up the medicinal pack and spread the powder all over him.

“It’s done,” she said casually after a few moments as she stowed away the medicinal pack.

Long Yang noted that her eyes were lowered, as if she was reluctant to help apply the medicinal powder on him. His lips curved upward very slightly.

This little lady may look gentle and obedient, but she was in fact quite a stubborn thing.

“Let’s go,” he said coolly,  taking the lead as he walked ahead.

Lu Liangwei did not dare to cause any delay, quickly following behind him.

Sacred Hillock Peak was known to be an extremely dangerous place, which had a reputation that turned away many who were interested to explore it. However, there were some who were willing to take the risk for the sake of miracle medicines and rare beasts.

The three entered Sacred Hillock Peak. The outskirts were easy enough as the woods were not too thick, but as they ventured deeper, the forest quickly got thicker. It was almost covering the sky as the trees blocked any light from shining in. This gave the forest a dark and creepy feel.

Within the thick forest, some scattered bones could even be vaguely seen.

Lu Liangwei clenched her fingers.

It seemed like Sacred Hillock Peak was much more dangerous than she had imagined.

Those bones must be remnants of explorers of this place.

Just then, there was a rustling sound. Chu Yi immediately stood in front of Long Yang and Lu Liangwei. There was a look of grim seriousness on his face, in stark contrast to his previously bumbling demeanor.