Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 923

Hmph, forcing him to eat stinky tofu, he will think of the smell of stinky tofu if he smells the smell of any food now, and he will feel uncomfortable in his stomach. He will not have to eat for a few days.

All were harmed by the master!

"The minion doesn't know."

If it were to be normal, he would immediately say diligently, he went to ask immediately, but now, his reaction was dull and slow, as if he hadn't seen the master's intention in asking this.

Seeing his reaction, Long Yang became angry.

"I don't know, won't you ask? What do I want you to do?" A memorial volleyed on his head.

Zhao Gan didn't dare to hide and was smashed upright.

The master really deceived people too much. He forced him to eat so much stinky tofu last night, and he was not allowed to have any small emotions. It was really difficult for him.

"The slave is going to ask now." He said so, very reluctant in his heart.

Humph, he asked slowly, it's better to rush to death.

He also has small emotions!

Long Yang left the pen, and his irritability increased compared to yesterday.

He obviously didn't want to see Lu Liangwei, but he wanted to approach her somehow.

Last night, he suffered from insomnia, and only slept for a while when it was almost dawn.

Even reviewing the memorials can't rest assured.

Isn't he going to have to sit next to him like yesterday, so he can calm down and handle government affairs?

Aware of this level, his face sank a bit again.

What kind of fascinating soup Lu Liangwei had poured him into him so...cannot do without her?

This uncontrollable feeling made him almost manic.

He didn't care about politics at all, got up and left the royal case.

As soon as he walked to the door, Zhao Gan returned.

"Master, the lady is walking in the imperial garden, do you want to go there?"

Long Marting's brow furrowed, a kind of embarrassment of being peeped through.

"Not going."

Leaving this sentence aside, he went out.

As soon as Zhao Gan was about to follow, he heard his master say again: "No one should follow."

Zhao Qian looked at each other on the seventh day, where is the master going?

For a moment, Zhao Gan shook the whisk and said in puzzlement: "I still think that the master wants to find the empress."

The seventh day of the day gave him a glance, "He was going to find the queen."

Zhao Gan was taken aback, and quickly reacted, "You mean, the master doesn't want us to know?"

No more words on the seventh day.

Zhao Qian sighed, "The master is really awkward, what's the point to avoid us. When he used to pursue the empress, he often visited the queen's boudoir at night, in order to see others, it is the honor of the queen. The master’s, what else does the master have to worry about?"

"Master." The seventh day suddenly raised his head and shouted.

Zhao Qian shuddered and immediately fell to his knees, almost raising his hand to fan his face.

"The master calms down, the slave speaks nonsense, and please forgive me..." He looked up, and his eyes were empty. Where is the shadow of the master?

What did Zhao Gan react to, he immediately got up and glared at the seventh day of the month, "Smelly boy, how dare you call me and see if I won't beat you!"

On the seventh day of the day, he flew away before he rushed to choke his neck.

Zhao Gan yelled with anger.

In the imperial garden.

Lu Liang strolled around slightly, and when he was about to go back, a shadow suddenly enveloped him.

Seeing the man who appeared, Lu Liang blinked slightly, reacted, took a step back, and bowed his knees, "The concubine pleases the emperor."

Long Yang's eyes fell on the top of her hair for a long while before he said lightly: "Get up."

(End of this chapter)