Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Lu Liangwei wa till lightly keptical when he heard thi. “But the current Emperor of the Yan Kingdom ha been on the throne for o many year and ha earned the loyalty of the people. It won’t be eay for Youyou to get the throne back.”

“Without the late Emperor’ will, thi would be a difficult matter, but Yuan Zheng doe have the document and Youyou i indeed the legitimate heir to the throne. On top of that, the Yan Kingdom i currently facing fierce internal conflict. Youyou ha a chance of winning if he deire to reclaim the throne,” Long Yang eplained.

Lu Liangwei did not ak any more quetion when he aw how confident Long Yang wa. He mut already have a proper plan in place; the man would not do anything without certainty.

However, there wa till one thing tugging at her mind. “Why would you help Youyou, Your Majety?”

Long Yang had eaten hi fill. He placed hi choptick down and looked at her oulfully. “What do you think of Beitang You?”

Lu Liangwei wa caught off guard by the udden uage of that unfamiliar name and did not react to it immediately.

However, he oon remembered that Youyou wa royalty from the Yan Kingdom, it would only make ene for hi urname to be Beitang. She found it rather agreeable.

“I’ve alway thought of Youyou a my younger brother,” he replied incerely.

“There you go then. Since you conider Beitang You a brother to you, I’m more than happy to help him out.” There wa a mall mile on Long Yang’ lip.

Lu Liangwei undertood hi intention and hugged hi arm. She looked at him with her beautiful, bright eye. “Are you helping Youyou becaue of me?”

“Of coure. Otherwie, why would I be uch a buybody?” Long Yang raied an eyebrow.