Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 726 Cursing the Master's Insufficiency

He went to the front of the soup cup, and was about to retreat, when he heard the master say: "This soup is cold, it doesn't taste good, you can drink it here."

Zhao Qian: "..."

He was embarrassed, "Master, the minion doesn't eat well, so I don't dare to disturb the master and the empress, just go down and drink."

"No matter how ugly you are, I and the Queen will not be scared. Just drink it." Long Yang glanced at him lightly.

Zhao Qian stunned, and didn't dare to refuse any more, "Yes, the minion will drink it." As he said, he opened the lid and drank it directly with a spoon.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious. The slave thanked the master and the empress for the reward." He thanked him as he drank, spilling a lot of soup.

Long Marting's eyes narrowed slightly, "I reward you with no drop of the soup."

"Slaves follow the order." Zhao Qian said quickly.

Next, there really wasn't a drop left.

But after drinking a cup of soup, Zhao Gan's whole body was going to collapse, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his body.

Is the master aware of the extraordinaryness of this soup, so he wants to punish him?

Thinking, he knelt and said with a miserable expression: "The slave drank all his sweat, and then retired. After he was cleaned up, he came and waited."

Long Yang is now very good at talking, "No, it's not too early anyway, just go to bed, here, you don't need to wait."

If it weren't for this being his master, Zhao Gan really wanted to greet his eighteenth generation of ancestors.

But this is his own master, what can he do?

With a frustrated expression on his face, he was about to exit the door, and then listened to his own master who was full of bad water: "Yes, for so many years, you have been by my side. There is no credit and hard work. This lonely lamp is a long night. I need to make an order to find you a few beauties?"

Zhao Gan staggered at his feet and almost fell to the ground. He forced a smile and said: "The master can really laugh, and the slave is an eunuch. Why do you need a beauty?"

Long Marting's lips twitched lightly, "You are right, isn't I pitying you for your hard work? Just mention it to me if you need it."

"The slave thanked the Lord Longen." Zhao Gan was so touched that he was about to cry, but he scolded the master in his heart.

Asshole stuff, is there such a way of sprinkling salt on someone's wounds?

Is it great to have a root?

He is here, cursing the master for lack of energy!

After Zhao Gan stepped back, Lu Liangwei couldn't hold back anymore, and he lay on the table, laughing.

"The emperor, your trick is too bad!"

Seeing this, she could see where the weirdness of the soup was.

Zhao Gan was so bold that he even dared to deceive the emperor. The deer leather soup was hen soup.

Really commendable courage!

Now that's all right, the emperor bestowed Tang reward on him.

Grandpa Zhao has drunk a whole cup of soup. There will be no accidents at night, right?

She was laughing so hard, her waist suddenly tightened, and the man's slender and powerful arms picked her up from behind.

"Weiwei, let's take a shower." The man's deep and mellow voice was scratched by her ears, and her heart seemed to be scratched by something, itchy and crisp.

Lu Liangwei thought of his bad behavior last night, shook his head decisively and refused, "No."

Long martingale tightened her waist, thought for a moment, and said in a good temper: "Wei Wei hasn't served me to take a bath yet, won't you serve me to take a bath tonight?"

Lu Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, "The emperor has sound limbs and bathing, so why bother others?"

Long Yang squeezed her face, "That's fun, can you understand?"

(End of this chapter)