Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

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1387 Who Else Could It Be Except Me

Therefore, since her son-in-law was staying in the Lin Mansion that night, she had decided to send her trusted maidservant to eavesdrop on them.

Although Matron Guo’s report made her blush a little, she was finally reassured.

According to Matron Guo’s description, the young couple was very much in love.

It seemed that she had been worried for nothing.

When Minister Lin came in and caught sight of the smile on her face, he asked, “You seem to be in a good mood. What happened?”

Madam Lin averted her gaze; after all, eavesdropping on their daughter and son-in-law was not an honorable move. She mumbled sheepishly, “I’m happy because our daughter and son-in-law are staying the night here.”

Minister Lin merely nodded, not suspecting anything.

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Madam Lin exhaled secretly in relief.

The next day.

Lin Qingyuan was still deep in slumber when she was jolted awake by Long Xuan.

“What was that for? I still want to sleep.” She kicked him, then turned and flopped back onto the bed.

“Have you forgotten that we need to go to the temple and offer incense with Mother today?” Long Xuan grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her to him.

However, his words did not reach her ears, for she had fallen asleep once again.

With a weary sigh, Long Xuan got up and brought her clothes over. Then, he pulled her up and let her lean against him as he put the garments on her one by one.

Exhausted from the previous night, Lin Qingyuan slept more soundly than usual and did not stir at all.

Long Xuan pinched her nose and scooped her into his arms together with the covers around her.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, he met Madam Lin.

Madam Lin was startled to see her daughter all bundled up like a rice dumpling in his arms. “What’s going on…”

Long Xuan answered a little helplessly, “Yuan’er agreed to go to the temple and offer incense with my mother today, but I couldn’t wake her, so I decided to just carry her into the carriage and let her sleep along the way.”

Madam Lin knew that nothing could wake her slugabed of a daughter when she decided to sleep in.

She said apologetically, “We spoiled Yuan’er too much. I’m sorry you have to deal with her quirks.”

“Don’t be, Mother-in-Law. Yuan’er’s a wonderful girl.” Long Xuan smiled.

Madam Lin was greatly pleased by his compliment, but she still added, “Yuan’er can be a bit hot-tempered sometimes, so I hope you can be patient with her.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her,” Long Xuan replied seriously.

“I’m glad to hear that. You should get going, then.” Madam Lin beamed contentedly.

It seemed that the Emperor had indeed granted her daughter a splendid marriage.

Long Xuan was much better than the girl’s previous fiance, Chen Xuping.

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From the way he behaved, she was certain that he would treat Yuan’er well, and that was all the assurance she needed.

“All right.” Long Xuan nodded slightly and carried Lin Qingyuan out of the Lin Mansion.

…

When Lin Qingyuan woke up, the carriage was already rumbling on its way.

The bumpy feeling made her wrinkle her brow.

She pressed her face into the soft pillow. “Strange—why is the bed moving?”

Just then, she heard a chuckle next to her.

Turning her head, she saw Long Xuan sitting in the corner with one leg crossed over the other, reading a book.

She was stunned for a moment before frowning. “Why are you still here?”

“What a heavy sleeper you are—you were able to sleep so soundly through such a bumpy ride.” Long Xuan regarded her in bafflement. Although there were thick cushions in the carriage, the carriage still jolted and jerked throughout the journey, yet it had not affected her sleep at all.

“What? We’re in a carriage?” Lin Qingyuan shot him a flabbergasted look and sat up. Only then did she realize that she was indeed in a carriage and already properly dressed, too.

She stared at her pink dress in bewilderment. “You dressed me?”

“Who else could it be except me?” Long Xuan answered her with another question.

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