Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 923: Frequent night visits to the queen’s boudoir

Hmph, forcing him to eat stinky tofu makes him think of any smell of food now as stinky tofu, and his stomach is overwhelmed with discomfort. Next, he won't have to eat for a few days.

It was all caused by the master!

"The slave doesn't know."

If it were normal, he would have immediately said graciously, and he would go to ask right away, but now, his reaction was dull and slow, as if he didn't understand the intention of the master's question.

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 straight.

The master is really deceiving people too much, he was forced to eat so much stinky tofu last night, and he was not allowed to have petty emotions, it was really hard for him.

"The servant will ask now." He said so, feeling extremely unwilling in his heart.

Hmph, he asked slowly, it's best to be anxious to kill the master.

He also has small emotions!

Long Yang put down his pen, feeling more irritable than yesterday.

He obviously didn't want to see Lu Liangwei, but he wanted to get close to her inexplicably.

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

Even reviewing the memorial, I can't feel at ease.

Could it be that he wants Lu Liangwei to sit beside him as he did yesterday, so that he can calm down and deal with government affairs?

When he realized this, his face darkened a bit.

What kind of ecstasy soup did Lu Liangwei pour into him to make him so... unable to leave her?

This feeling of being out of control made him almost manic.

He didn't care about political affairs at all, so he got up and left the imperial case.

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

"Master, Your Majesty is taking a walk in the imperial garden, do you want to go there?"

Long Yang frowned, as if someone had seen through his mind.

"No."

Leave this sentence behind and leave the door.

Just as Zhao Qiang was about to follow, his master said again: "No one should follow."

Zhao Qian and Chu Qi looked at each other, where is the master going?

A moment later, Zhao Gan shook his whisk, and said puzzledly: "I thought the master wanted to find the empress."

Chu Qi glanced at him, "He was going to find the queen."

Zhao Gan was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized, "You mean, the master doesn't want us to know?"

Chu Qi did not speak again.

Zhao Gan said with emotion, "Master is really awkward, there is nothing to avoid us. When he used to pursue the empress, he often visited the empress's boudoir at night. In order to see her, he condescended. Now, The queen is already the owner of the master, so what else should the master have to worry about?"

"Master." Chu Qi suddenly raised his head and called out.

Zhao Qian shuddered and immediately fell to his knees on the ground, almost raising his hand to slap his face.

"Master, calm down, this slave is talking nonsense, please forgive me..." He looked up, his eyes were empty, where was the shadow of the master?

When Zhao Gan realized something, he immediately stood up and glared at Chu Qi, "Stinky boy, how dare you lie to me, see if I don't beat you up!"

Chu Qi flew away before he could pounce on him and pinch his neck.

Zhao Qian was so angry that he yelled.

In the imperial garden.

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

Looking at the man who appeared, Lu Liang blinked slightly, then came to his senses, took a step back, and bowed to him, "My concubine greets the emperor."

Long Yang's eyes fell on the top of her hair, and after a long while, he said calmly, "Get up."