Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Chapter 1816: Would You Still Be Willing To Marry Me

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Long Yin was taken aback. Her breasts had pressed onto his arms and his body stiffened at the sensation.

Hexin noticed it as well and the blush on her cheeks spread all the way to her neck. She did not move an inch and had forgotten to react.

The atmosphere within the room suddenly turned a little too sensuous,

It was a while later before Long Yin said huskily, “How long do you plan to press down on me?”

His words snapped Hexin from her thoughts and she realized what she was doing.

She quickly moved away and grabbed the covers beside her to wrap herself up.

This was too embarrassing and shameful.

She was so hot from embarrassment that she could feel her hair burning up on her head.

Compared to how embarrassed she was, Long Yin was acting much more naturally.

He leaned closer to her as he looked at the girl wrapped under the covers, and he pulled her out from them.

Hexin was feeling quite awkward and wanted to return under the covers to hide, but she heard his gentle voice say, “Xinxin, I’ve said so much just now because what I wanted to tell you is that you’re the one for me. You are the only wife I will have in this life and the only one in my heart. There will never be anyone else again nor would there be an imperial harem. All the things you described will never happen and I will never hurt you. Would you still be willing to marry me this way?”

Hexin calmed down when she heard this and her embarrassment disappeared. She looked at him with a watery gaze.

She was silent for quite a while before saying, “After you left yesterday, I was planning to get my parents to arrange for me to pick a husband by throwing an embroidery ball after I returned home. I never expected you to make a sudden return. ”

Long Yin frowned when he heard this. He said dangerously, “You’re thinking about picking a husband by throwing an embroidery ball?”

Hexin darted him a look. “You’ve already left. You can’t expect me to wait blindly for you, could you? There are many good men in this world. You aren’t my only choice.”

The veins on Long Yin’s temple throbbed. He grabbed her chin. “Are you angering me on purpose?”

“I’m not. I’m the one who was angered by you.” Hexin blinked.

Long Yin’s anger dissipated when he heard this.

“I’m the one at fault. I won’t repeat this mistake again,” he promised. “That depends on your performance,” Hexin said cunningly. “Alright, it’s getting late. We have to get up from bed.”

Long Yin had no choice but to let her go.

However, he felt grateful that he had chosen to turn back. Otherwise, this girl would have really gone forward with her plan to pick a husband by throwing an embroidery ball.

He could tell that she was serious about it.

Hexin packed up and opened the room door. As she was about to step outside, there were multiple exclamations, and the next thing she knew, a few figures suddenly tell into the room.

Luckily for her, Long Yin was standing right behind her. He pulled her into his arms in time—if not, she would have been hit.

Hexin was astonished to see a couple of people fall into a heap on the ground. When she realized what was happening, she said in frustration, “What are all of you doing outside my room?”

He’an was the first to stand up. “Um… I haven’t had my breakfast yet, Big Sis. I’m heading off to have it.” With that, he made his escape before Hexin could say anything.

Hexin’s expression darkened as she watched her younger brother run off. She was about to grab Yuan You and Qi Heng from the ground and interrogate them when she noticed them lying on the ground in a strange position, and she was not able to react for quite a while.

It was quite a coincidence for Yuan You to fall right into Qi Heng’s arms. Qi Heng had become a human pillow to cushion her fall.

Hexin was stunned.

Long Yin coughed softly and broke the eerie silence in the room.

Yuan You snapped out of it and suddenly screamed. She slapped Qi Heng. “You’re a scumbag!” With that, she climbed out of his arms in a panic and ran off.

Qi Heng, “…” He turned to look at Long Yin, and then at Hexin. “Why am I a scumbag? I was the one who cushioned her fall.”

Hexin smiled coldly. “I should be the one asking you the questions.. What were all of you doing outside my room?”