Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 59: Probably because of Miss Lu

Zhao Gan shook his head, turned around and entered Longqian Palace.

In the sleeping hall, after taking a bath, Long Yang put on a moon white tunic and leaned on the couch to read a book.

Seeing Zhao Gan come in, he casually asked, "Is he gone?"

"Let's go." Zhao Gan stood by his side and replied respectfully.

Looking up, seeing the cold and lonely master sitting under the lamplight, Zhao Gan hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help whispering: "Master, what the concubine De concubine actually wants is the emperor's pity, the slave looked at it, And it's poor..."

Aware of his master's forceful gaze looking over, Zhao Gan's voice became softer and softer, until he was completely silent.

Long Yang couldn't help laughing angrily, under the lights, his handsome face couldn't hide the gloom, "I didn't expect that you, a eunuch, would know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, you are so pitiful for Concubine De, why don't I give her to you? "

Zhao Qian knelt down in a hurry when he heard the words, "Master calm down, the slave just said it casually, it didn't mean that..." After a pause, he boldly said, "The slave is feeling sorry for you, master. This long night is long, why is the master Don't call the beauty to sleep?"

Long Yang's face turned colder, but he didn't speak any more.

Seeing that the master hadn't spoken for a while, Zhao Gan raised his head boldly, and saw that the master had lowered his head to read a book again.

Seeing this, he secretly sighed inwardly.

He has been serving the master for so many years, but he has never seen anyone called by the master to serve him.

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

Even if those beauties are heartbroken, they will remain indifferent.

The harem is just a decoration.

I really feel sorry for those young and beautiful concubines.

If he hadn't stayed by the master's side for so long, he would have thought that the master didn't like women, but liked men.

The room was very quiet, save for the occasional crackling of candles.

Zhao Gan knelt on the ground for a while, but he didn't see his master asking him to get up, so he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

If I knew it earlier, he shouldn't be so talkative. What about Concubine De, what does it have to do with him?

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

Thinking of something, his eyes brightened, and he said cautiously: "Concubine De has always been very measured. Today, I am so anxious. I guess it is probably because of Miss Lu."

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

Zhao Gan suddenly regained his spirits, "Second Miss Lu has received successive rewards from the master for a bowl of longevity noodles tonight. Not only is she a concubine, but my slaves can see what many people in the palace thought at that time."

Long Yang turned over a page of the book with his slender fingers, and said in a calm tone, "I've given few rewards to my courtiers these years? As for a small reward, you have a lot of thoughts?"

Zhao Gan choked for a while, and curled his lips secretly, what small reward?

Master, I'm afraid he didn't even notice the difference in how he treats Miss Lu, right? !

The master usually gives many rewards to the courtiers, but like tonight, it is unprecedented to give rewards to the same person one after another.

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

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

But the master gave the reward to Miss Lu?

Is this an exception for Miss Lu?

Even he felt that the master's treatment of Miss Lu was unusual, let alone those fine people?

And the emperor pays too much attention to Miss Lu.

He actually noticed what kind of food Second Miss Lu likes to eat.

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