Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 52: The strangeness of Long Yang

No one noticed that Long Yang's knuckles holding the cup were turning white, and his forehead, which was as clean as jade, was also dripping with sweat.

He glanced at the young girl standing in the hall, his voice was low and majestic, "If that's the case, let's present it."

Besides Zhao Qian who noticed Long Yang's strangeness, Lu Liangwei also knew about it.

If it was according to the original book, at the birthday banquet, if the emperor had a hidden illness, he would faint on the spot and cause quite a stir.

There was even news that the emperor was critically ill because of this.

Because of this news, those courtiers who were still waiting to see and were not in a hurry to stand in line also stood in line one after another and supported Long Chi.

Long Yang, who heard the news, deteriorated rapidly and died not long after...

Thinking of this, she quickly said: "I also ask the emperor to give the courtier a quarter of an hour, and the courtier has to go down and get ready."

Long Yang's unpredictable eyes stared at her with a look of impatience, "Well, let's go."

Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and when he exited Qionglu Hall, he saw the suspicion in Zheng's eyes that was too late to put away.

Lu Liangwei ignored her, but when he saw the worried eyes of Lu Hetian and Lu Tingchen, he nodded to them to show his comfort.

Out of the Qionglu Hall, she found a maid to lead the way, and walked quickly to the imperial dining room.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Liang turned slightly back and came back with an extra ceramic soup bowl in his hand.

When everyone saw her, they all cast sideways glances at her.

Didn't Second Miss Lu make a bowl of soup as the emperor's birthday gift?

Thinking of this possibility, everyone secretly laughed, and they all said that Miss Lu is really not a smart person.

Which dish the emperor usually uses is not a delicacy, and the emperor would be rare for a bowl of soup from her?

While everyone despises and disdains, they are secretly waiting to watch the excitement.

Long Chi withdrew his gaze lightly, and thought, fortunately he dumped this idiot girl in time, if he really married her, even he would be the **** of everyone's laughing stock.

The corners of Lu Yunshuang's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of contempt.

It's only an idiot like Lu Liangwei who can't stand on the stage, who thinks of giving the emperor food as a birthday gift!

When Zheng Shi saw what Lu Liangwei was holding in his hand, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, when she saw the firm tone of her talking to the emperor, she thought that this idiot Jurchen had prepared some great birthday gift for the emperor.

In the end, she was the one who looked up to her. What good idea could Lu Liangwei, a little bitch, think of?

Everyone in the hall had the idea of ​​watching the fun or gloating, only Lu Hetian and Lu Tingchen were worried.

The father and son looked at each other and thought, if Wei Wei offends the emperor for a while, they will immediately plead with the emperor, in the face of the Duke's Mansion, the emperor should not be too embarrassing for Wei Wei.

Lu Liangwei didn't care what other people thought of her. She walked steadily and stopped not far from the emperor's seat.

He raised his head and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is the longevity noodles served by my servant. This birthday gift is really crude. Please don't dislike it."

Zhao Gan glanced at her hand when he heard this, then shook his head secretly, what is Second Miss Lu thinking?

Long Yang glanced at Lu Liangwei indifferently. Just as he was about to say something, Lu Liangwei suddenly lifted the lid of the soup bowl and walked two steps forward.

Suddenly, a smell mixed with medicinal fragrance drifted into the nostrils.

Long Yang was stunned for a moment, and the pain in his body miraculously eased.

If I was going to refuse, I immediately changed it to, "Submit."