Lu Liangwei didn't wake up until he was lying on the dragon couch.
Long Yang took off her shoes for her, covered her with a quilt, looked at her for a while, then stood up and went out.
…
When Lu Liang woke up from his sleep, it was completely dark outside.
She was stunned for a moment, smelling the refreshing scent of Long Yang between the pillows and quilts, and then realized that she was lying on the dragon couch at this moment.
She sat up suddenly.
Hugging the quilt, he was a little confused and didn't understand how he ended up on Long Yang's couch.
She got up from the bed and walked out, but she didn't see Long Yang. She asked the palace attendant guarding the door and found out that Long Yang had gone to the imperial study again.
Thinking about his father and brother's expedition tomorrow, he knew that Long Yang probably had many things to arrange at this time, so he didn't bother him anymore and went directly back to Fengyi Palace.
As soon as she returned to Fengyi Palace, she asked Zhuyu to prepare some ingredients, cooked some dishes herself, and asked Chujiu to send them to the imperial study room.
Royal study room.
Long Yang was indeed busy. He summoned several ministers to discuss and arrange some things.
At this time, Zhao Qian walked in carrying a food basket.
"Master, it's dinner time, let's eat first."
Long Yang ignored him and continued to discuss matters with his ministers.
"Master, the Queen personally cooked a few dishes and asked Ajiu to send them over. Can you try them?"
After hearing what Zhao Qian said, Long Yang finally stopped and looked at the food basket in his hand.
Zhao Qian understood it and thought to himself, the queen really works.
He immediately took out the dishes in the food basket.
Suddenly, the whole room was filled with the strong aroma of vegetables.
Several ministers swallowed.
The queen can actually cook
They were a little surprised.
"You are also hungry. Go down to eat first and come back later." At this time, the emperor spoke.
"Yes, I'll take my leave." Several ministers suppressed their hunger and bowed respectfully before retreating.
After everyone exited, Long Yang stood up and walked to the table where the dishes were placed.
"Hey, what is this?" Zhao Ganbu finished the meal, and when he saw a note in the basket, he picked it up in surprise.
However, before he could see the contents clearly, his hand was empty and Long Yang had already snatched it away.
Your Majesty, no matter how busy you are, you must have a good meal and rest early.
-slight.
Long Yang looked at the beautiful fonts on the paper and felt extremely happy, and even the fatigue in his body disappeared.
He sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat gracefully.
Zhao Qian was relieved when he saw this.
Thanks to the Queen.
Otherwise, no one can persuade the busy master.
Thinking about it, he secretly glanced at his master. It seemed that the master would not have time to find the queen tonight, but he could still drink the tonic soup.
Then he started to scoop up a bowl of soup, put it respectfully in Long Yang's hand, and said diligently: "Master, this soup is made by the queen, please drink some while it's hot."
Hearing this, Long Yang picked it up and took a sip.
After taking it into my mouth, I felt that the taste was quite good, so I took a few more sips.
"What kind of soup is this?" He asked with some interest when he heard that Weiwei made the soup himself.
When Zhao Qian saw him drinking a bowl, he was secretly happy. Hearing this, without thinking, he just said: "I have been cooking soup in the imperial kitchen all afternoon. It's called..." The voice stopped suddenly. Zhao Qian reacted and broke into a cold sweat. They all came out and stammered, "It's leather, feces, soup, it should be called this."
(End of chapter)