Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart Chapter 725 - How Dare He Trick Master, Was He Signing His Own Death Warrant

Chapter 725 - How Dare He Trick Master, Was He Signing His Own Death Warrant

Long Yang glanced at her and shook his head. "No, thanks, I'm not eating it. You can have it all to yourself."

This girl had quite the appet.i.te.

Most importantly, she would not gain weight at all after eating so many high-calorie foods.

Lu Liangwei sighed. "Can't you see that I'm already full, Your Majesty?" Otherwise, you would not even stand a chance. "Hurry up and eat it while it's warm. If it gets cold, it won't taste as good."

Long Yang was about to reply when Zhao Qian walked in with a pot of soup in his hands and said with a beam, "Here's some soup from the kitchen. Please drink it while it's warm, Master, Your Highness." He then put down the pot and removed the lid, and a rich aroma filled the room in an instant.

"What soup is this? It smells amazing." The glutton in Lu Liangwei was successfully awakened, and she stared at the soup pot and asked.

Zhao Qian immediately answered, "It's hen soup." There was indeed chicken in the soup, so it was not a lie. "I've tasted it just now, and it's perfectly safe." He then eagerly served them a bowl each before making his exit.

Chu Qi and Chu Jiu were standing on both sides outside the house. When they saw Zhao Qian coming out, his eyes crinkled in a smile, they could not help eyeing him suspiciously.

Chu Qi shot him a contemptuous look.

He knew what kind of little trick Zhao Qian had just pulled.

It was deer p.e.n.i.s soup that he brought in just now, right?

Did he really think he was clever? When Master found out later, he would be dead meat.

How did he dare to trick Master? Was he signing his own death warrant?

When Chu Jiu saw Zhao Qian walk over, a rare smile broke out on her face. "What's got you in such a good mood, Butler Zhao?"

Grinning, Zhao Qian was about to reply, but remembering that Chu Jiu was still a maiden, he chose to smile and remain silent.

Chu Jiu glanced at him curiously. Was Butler Zhao happy because he received a reward from the Emperor?

Inside the house, Long Yang picked up his bowl and drank the soup.

Lu Liangwei sniffed at the soup in the bowl. Although it smelled delicious, there was something strange about it.

Did chicken always smell like this?

She could not help feeling that something was not right.

Seeing that the Emperor had drunk it, she eventually picked up her bowl and took a sip.

The taste was somewhat indescribable in her mouth.

Long Yang glanced at her, then took the lid off the pot and scooped up some soup for a closer look. After confirming that it was indeed chicken, he put down the ladle.

"Weiwei, do you still have room for this soup?" He suddenly asked.

Lu Liangwei put down her half-drunk bowl of soup and shook her head. "No." She had just had two bowls of rice, a heap of venison, and then half a bowl of soup. There was no way she could drink anymore.

Besides, she suspected that this was not just some hen soup.

Long Yang smiled and said, "Me too, but this soup's quite delicious, and it would be a shame to throw it away. Why don't we give it to Zhao Qian as a reward? He deserves some recognition for all his hard work today."

His words formed an idea in Lu Liangwei's mind, and she said in agreement. "You're right, Your Majesty. I also think that Eunuch Zhao's worked hard. In that case, let's go ahead with your suggestion."

Long Yang called Zhao Qian in.

Zhao Qian was still beaming until Long Yang pointed at the soup pot on the table and said, "Zhao Qian, the Empress and I acknowledge that you've worked hard today. Since there's still a lot of soup left, we've decided to give it to you as a reward."

At his words, Zhao Qian's fair and plump cheeks quivered imperceptibly. Gritting his teeth, he replied, "Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty, Your Highness.." However, his heart was full of despair.