Battle King Dragon Concubine

Chapter 387
A black eagle honked and landed on the window sill of the royal study.Long Zhannan took the initiative and consciously stepped forward to untie the cloth strip from Black Eagle's leg, and handed it to Long Zhanya.

Long Zhanya put down the brush, unfolded the strip of cloth to look at it, sighed, and rubbed his forehead irritably.

"How is it?" Wan Tong Liushang's subordinates kept moving and didn't raise their heads, they just asked a question.

"Not enough." Long Zhanya knew what he was asking without having to say it clearly.

not enough?Hearing this answer, Wan Qi Liushang and Wan Qi Liu Yu looked up at Long Zhanya at the same time.

"It's useless for you to look at me, and if you look at me, there will be no food growing in my field." The three of them simply put down their work for the time being.

"Your majesty, lord, and concubine." Qi Yun pushed the door open and entered at the right time, holding three bowls of something in his hand.

"Why are you here?" The people from the Fourth Battalion arrived at the palace yesterday, Long Zhanya gave them a few simple instructions and let them take care of themselves. It was this Qi Yun who always dangled in front of her for nothing.

"The imperial dining room made some soup. It was originally prepared for the empress, but it was a little too much, so the subordinates brought it." Qi Yun grinned, "It seems that the time for the subordinates to come down is just right."

"Well, it's about time, I just want to take a break." Wan Qi Liuyu smiled, looking at the things in Qi Yun's hand, with a look of coveting.

Qi Yun follows Tang and walks towards Wanqi Liuyu first.Although Long Zhanya is the one with the highest status in their hearts, but this is in the palace, so they can't go too far, and they can't let people pick out the little mistakes of the princess.

Long Zhanya's nose moved.

The last bowl of soup was delivered to Long Zhanya. Long Zhanya was holding the soup, just looking at it without moving a mouthful.

"What's wrong with the princess? Don't you like it?" Qi Yun had been paying attention to Long Zhanya's movements, and now he looked at Long Zhanya suspiciously.He drank the soup and it tasted pretty good, that's why he brought it here, why?Isn't it to the princess' liking?
Wanqi Liushang and Wanqi Liuyu's soup were almost in their mouths. Hearing what Qi Yun said, he stopped quickly and looked at Long Zhanya.

"I just feel that there seems to be something extra in this soup." Long Zhanya frowned suspiciously, and smelled the soup again.She really doesn't know what to say, but she is still very familiar with the taste of the seasoning here, and there seems to be more in this soup than usual, "Qi Yun, you said this soup is for the empress prepare?"

"Yes." Qi Yun nodded.

"You brought it because you boiled it too much?"

"Yes." Qi Yun continued to nod.

"How much did the cook cook?" Long Zhanya raised his eyebrows.

"It's been a lot of cooking, and everyone in the fourth battalion can get a bowl." He also thanked the cook for his kindness and was willing to share the extra soup with them.

"Idiot! How could there be so many more!" Long Zhanya scolded angrily, and he had already rushed out of the imperial study room, but Long Zhanya's voice still remained in the imperial study room, "Liu Yu went to see Xiao Yi, Shang went Take a look at Siying, Ling Aofeng, you go to other places in the palace to ask."

The few people who realized that something was wrong quickly left the imperial study room and went to their respective places to investigate.

"Who are you? What are you doing in the imperial dining room?" Naturally, the cook in the imperial dining room could not possibly know Long Zhanya, even if he had heard of the name Zhan Wangfei, he had never met her in person.

"I'm the maid by the empress's side. I just came to ask, which cook made the soup for the empress just now?" Long Zhanya smiled kindly.

"Soup for the Empress?" Several cooks looked at each other, "Excuse me, is there something wrong?"

"No, the empress thinks the taste of the soup is very good, and she wants to give some rewards, and she will ask that cook to cook it a few more times in the future."

"Who cooked it?" It's not enough to punish. Everyone started looking for the cook who made the soup with great interest, but no one dared to pretend to be the cook. After all, the taste of everyone's cooking is different. , but it's not something that can be fooled casually.

"That..." A honest-looking cook said with some embarrassment, "It seems that someone used my pot just now, is it for making soup?"

"Used your pot?" Everyone wondered, "Isn't it someone from the imperial dining room?" The cooks in the imperial dining room have their own stoves and pots, in order to avoid confusion when they are busy, and to improve efficiency. So no one will use other people's stuff.

"How is that possible! Anyone can enter the imperial dining room." Another person retorted.

"Excuse me, are all the cooks in the imperial dining room here?" Did outsiders come in?
"Ah, no, Uncle Wang is not here." A cook looked around.

"That's right, why isn't Uncle Wang here? You won't be drunk again, right?" The emperor treats people very well, and there are no rules. Those who serve in the palace, as long as they can complete their tasks, will not do things that violate laws and regulations. , are basically free, and the emperor will rarely punish someone for his laxity, unless the laxity goes wrong.

"Drunk?" Long Zhanya raised his eyebrows, "Can you take me to see it?"

"Okay, come with me." A cook put down her work and wanted to lead the way for Long Zhanya.

"It's work."

Pushing open the door of Uncle Wang's room, there was indeed a strong smell of alcohol inside, the so-called Uncle Wang passed out drunk by the bedside.

"Uncle Wang, why are you drunk again? It's time to prepare lunch!" The cook walked over with her arms crossed, and began to shake the drunk man on the ground vigorously.

Long Zhanya moved his nose, picked up an empty wine jar and smelled it.Added sweat medicine.Long Zhanya frowned.

"Forget it, don't call him, he is also very drunk." Long Zhanya sympathized with the cook who was shaken to this side.

"But, but..."

"If it's difficult, just keep trying to wake him up. Thank you for leading me. I'll go first."

"Oh, good." The cook nodded and continued to torture the unconscious drunk man on the ground.

As soon as he left the room, Long Zhanya used his lightness kung fu to run around in the palace.Although he knew that the other party might have left the palace, Long Zhanya felt uncomfortable if he didn't look around.

(End of this chapter)