Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 59 is probably because of Miss Lu Er

Zhao Gan shook his head and turned into Longqian Palace.

In the sleeping hall, after taking a bath, Long Yang wore a white coat and leaned on the couch to read.

Seeing Zhao Gan coming in, he asked casually, "Anyone gone?"

"Go." Zhao Qianli replied respectfully, standing beside him.

Looking up and seeing the cold and lonely master sitting under the lights, Zhao Gan hesitated and couldn't help but whispered: "Master, what she really wants is the pity of the emperor. The slave looks at him, but it is pitiful. of……"

Perceiving the master's compelling gaze, Zhao Gan's voice became quieter and quieter until he fell silent.

Long Yang couldn't help laughing with anger. Under the lights, his handsome face couldn't hide the haze, "I can't think of you as an **** who knows how to pity Xiangxiyu, you are so pitiful Defei. Why, I will give her to you?

Zhao Gan heard this and hurriedly knelt down, "The master calmed down his anger. The slave just said casually, not that..." After a pause, he said courageously, "The slave loves you, master, this long night, why doesn't the master call a beautiful woman? Waiting for bed?"

Long Yang's expression became colder, but he didn't speak any more.

Seeing that the master hadn't spoken for a long while, Zhao Gan raised his head boldly, and saw that the master was already reading the book again.

Upon seeing this, he sighed inwardly.

He has served by his master for so many years, and he has never seen anyone called by the master to serve in bed.

On weekdays, apart from being busy with political affairs, he hardly set foot in the harem.

Despite the broken heart of those beauties, they remained indifferent.

The harem is just a decoration.

I really pity those young and beautiful concubines.

If he hadn't stayed with the master for so long, he would have thought that the master did not like women and liked men.

The room was very quiet, except for the occasional light sound of lights.

Zhao Gan knelt on the ground for a long while, and couldn't help being a little depressed when he didn't see the master let him get up.

If he knew it, he shouldn't be talking too much, what about Concubine De, what does it have to do with him?

The master doesn't care about himself, so why does he bother?

Thinking of something, he brightened his eyes, and said cautiously: "De Fei has always been very measured, so anxious today, the minion guessed that it was probably because of Miss Lu Er."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that his noble and noble master finally looked up from the book, "What's the matter with her?"

Zhao Gan suddenly came to the spirit, "Tonight, Miss Lu Er received a series of rewards from the master with a bowl of longevity noodles. Not only the concubine, but the slaves, many people in the temple had some ideas at that time."

Long Yang's slender fingers turned a page of the book, and his tone was light, "I have given courtiers less rewards over the years? As for a small reward, many ideas have been born?"

Zhao Gan choked and curled his lips secretly, what little reward?

The master is afraid that he didn't even notice the difference with Miss Lu Er? !

The master gave a lot of rewards to courtiers on weekdays, but tonight, the rewards given to the same person one after another are unprecedented.

Leaving aside the precious and rare South Sea pearl, the master gave it to Lu Liangwei without blinking.

It is the vegetables that the master eats. In the past, it was impossible for the master to give it to the people below.

But the master just rewarded Miss Lu Er?

Is this an exception for Miss Lu Er?

Even he felt that it was unusual for the master to treat Miss Lu Er, let alone those people?

And the emperor paid too much attention to Miss Lu Er.

Actually noticed what Ms. Lu Er likes to eat.

There is one more thing that Zhao Gan didn't dare to say.

(End of this chapter)