Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

“Peen us?” Long Yang’s face clouded over. What kind of soup was that? However, when he remembered that Zhao Qian had just mentioned the imperial kitchen, he came to a realization and boomed, “Zhao Qian, you’ve got some nerve, using the Empress’ name. Answer me, what on earth is in this soup?”

Zhao Qian fell to his knees in terror, his face woeful. “Please cease your anger, Master. It’s all my fault. Indeed, the Empress didn’t make this soup herself, but Her Highness did make the other dishes and asked Chu Jiu to bring them over. It’s just that I thought Her Highness would have dinner with you in Hidden Dragon Palace, Master, so I decided on my own to let the imperial kitchen make that deer penis soup or whatever…”

When Chu Jiu had shown up with the dishes, the imperial kitchen’s food happened to have arrived as well. Therefore, he came up with an idea to put the deer penis soup into the food basket Chu Jiu brought and serve them together.

At his words, the veins on Long Yang’s forehead bulged. Since when did he need to drink deer penis soup? Did he look that feeble?

Despite his rage, he let out a chuckle, baring his glinting white teeth. “You insolent little toad, get out and run twenty laps around the palace walls.”

Zhao Qian scrambled to his feet in fright and hightailed out of the room.

Master was so terrifying!

Fortunately, Master had now become a lot more humane — at least he did not order for him to be minced and fed to the dogs.

Zhao Qian, who had barely made it out alive, resigned himself to his fate and started doing his laps around the palace walls.

On a roof not far off, Chu Yi and Chu Qi watched on as Zhao Qian ran.

Chu Yi did not bother to hide his enjoyment of Zhao Qian’s misery at all.

“Master treats me the best, after all. I’m the only one out of us three who hasn’t run around the palace walls.”

Chu Qi was standing aside with his sword in his arms, and hearing this, he shot him a glance.

Lying down on the roof, Chu Yi continued to boast, “I knew that Master treats me the…”

Before he could utter “best”, he suddenly let out a shriek, “Aaahhh…”

Chu Qi had trodden over his body.

Hearing his shriek, Chu Qi glanced back at him. “What’s wrong; did I step on you? Sorry, it’s just too dark to see.” With that, he jumped off the roof.

Chu Yi was livid. “Chu Qi, you punk, just you wait!” He then grabbed his broadsword and dashed after Chu Qi’s retreating figure murderously.

…

Cathay Medicinal Shop.

It was getting late, and Youyou was about to close the shop when he caught sight of Lu Hetian pacing outside the door.

After a pause, he decided to open the door and run out. “Uncle Duke, Auntie Lin’s in the backyard. She hasn’t gone to bed; would you like to go in and sit for a while?”

Lu Hetian paused, then raised his hand and stroked his head. “No, it’s already late. You should go back inside too.”

Youyou glanced him over. Actually, he already saw the Grand Duke during the daytime.

He had been wandering outside the medicinal shop all this time, but his position was not obvious, so the others in the shop did not see him.

He thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, “I heard that you’re leading troops to the frontier to conquer Danjue soon, My Lord. There’s no guarantee when you’ll come back. In that case, don’t you want to go in and say goodbye to Auntie Lin? Uncle Wu won’t be around these two days, and Auntie Lin’s sitting on the wall and drinking alone.”

Hearing this, Lu Hetian was slightly intrigued. That interfering fellow Wu Hongming was not around?

He was not scared of Wu Hongming, just irritated to see him hanging around Lihua. A mere glance was enough to tell that he had ulterior motives.

However, Lihua was drinking?

He frowned. “Very well, I’ll go in and say goodbye to your Auntie Lin.”