Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

1434 Arrange A Marriage For Chu Qi

Once she was gone, Lu Liangwei heaved a sigh of relief. “I didn’t think Princess Man Li would be so obstinate.”

“Me too,” Long Yang replied quietly.

“Too bad Lil Qi’s not interested in her at all.” Just then, Lu Liangwei remembered something and asked, “Didn’t you say you were going to grant Lil Qi a marriage once he came back? Do you already have a suitable candidate in mind?”

Long Yang nodded. “The Ministry of Rites has selected a few suitable young ladies from the noble houses, but Lil Qi will have to take a look at them himself first.”

Lu Liangwei nodded in agreement. “That’s a good idea.”

She knew that the Emperor had always somewhat regarded Lil Qi as his child.

Now that Lil Qi was all grown up, it was only natural that he arranged a marriage for him.

Neither of them realized that Yaoyao and Long Yin were listening to their conversation behind them.

After capturing every word, Yaoyao grabbed Long Yin’s hand and raced toward Ji’er’s palace.

She needed to deliver this secret piece of news!

Long Yin was not too keen on getting involved in matters like this. Besides, he also felt that Chu Qi was at the age to get married.

For so many years, Ji’er had been overly attached to Chu Qi, which was not a good sign.

Therefore, he supported his parents’ decision.

After getting married, Chu Qi would not have so much time and energy to spend on Ji’er. Maybe Ji’er would be sad for some time, but she would cheer up quickly; after all, she was older now and should no longer latch herself to Chu Qi as she had when she was younger.

Ji’er and Chu Qi had returned to the palace ahead of them.

Although Chu Qi had been away for a year, he was still used to washing Ji’er’s feet and face before she went to bed.

Therefore, when Long Yin and Yaoyao arrived, they were met with the sight of Chu Qi wiping Ji’er’s feet.

Ji’er was sitting on the edge of the bed. After Chu Qi had finished wiping her feet, she pulled back and hugged her knees to her chest.

She gazed at Chu Qi quietly with shimmering eyes.

When Chu Qi was heading out to pour the used water away, he bumped into Long Yin and Yaoyao.

However, he merely gave them a wordless nod before leaving with the water.

Yaoyao glanced at her brother and caught the noticeable furrow in his brow.

She scratched her head, also somewhat unable to get used to the way things were between Chu Qi and Ji’er.

It may not have been a big deal in the past, but Ji’er was now nine, and Chu Qi was a grown man, so it was rather inappropriate for them to carry on like this.

“Why are you two here?” Ji’er was surprised to see her brother and Yaoyao.

Yaoyao had come to deliver the news to Ji’er, but after walking in on that scene just now, she changed her mind.

Averting her gaze, she walked over to Ji’er and sat down on the edge of her bed. “We were just passing by.”

Ji’er eyed her incredulously. “Just passing by?” If she remembered correctly, a certain someone had announced that afternoon that she would not come to her palace ever again.

Clearly, Yaoyao also recalled the bold declaration she had made that afternoon, and she could not help feeling sheepish.

She cleared her throat. “We’re just here to see if you’re being a crybaby, that’s all.”

Ji’er shot her an annoyed look and opened her mouth to snap back, but when she remembered that she had indeed cried that afternoon, she retorted a little feebly, “You’re the crybaby.”

“That’s good to hear.” Yaoyao kicked off her shoes and squeezed herself into the bed, yawning. “I’m not going back. I want to sleep with you tonight.”

Ji’er said disdainfully, “I don’t want to sleep with you. You have the worst sleeping posture—you’re always crushing my stomach with your leg.”

Yaoyao raised a hand as if taking an oath. “I promise I’ll behave and not disturb you tonight.”

Ji’er stammered a little, reluctant to share her bed. Eventually, she turned to Long Yin. “Royal Brother…”