Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 174: Your Majesty, Are You Planning On Stuffing Me To Death

During the Emperor’s birthday banquet previously, he had noticed that this girl loved to eat. She might look skinny and petite, but she had quite an appetite and was particularly fond of the fish lips soup and hemp venison.

It was then that Lu Liangwei also remembered what had happened during the birthday banquet.

As the memories flooded her mind, she lowered her head in embarrassment.

There had been quite a number of delicious dishes, but she was quite partial to these two in particular. She remembered enjoying them immensely at the time.

However, when Zhao Qian had brought those dishes to her table later and she realized that they had been bestowed upon her by the Emperor, she began to lose her enjoyment of those dishes. When she ate, they tasted a little as though she were chewing on candle wax.

Long Yang’s sudden decision had caught her off guard at the time.

This was particularly so because the dishes Long Yang had given her were supposed to be his.

The servants in the imperial kitchen were very efficient, and it was not long before the dinner dishes were served up, one after the other.

These dishes were prepared in advance in the imperial kitchen.

The fish lips soup and hemp venison were the only dishes that had not been served because they had been ordered last minute, and the imperial kitchen needed to cook them on the spot.

The servants retreated after serving the dishes.

Lu Liangwei and Long Yang were the only ones left in the room.

The table was very long and full of meat and vegetable dishes. Every course served looked utterly delicious, whetting Lu Liangwei’s appetite immensely.

However, Long Yang had not said they could start eating, so she sat obediently at her place.

Long Yang sat at the head of the table. When he saw that she was seated on the other end and there was such a considerable distance between them, he frowned.

“Lu Liangwei, come sit over here.”

Lu Liangwei lifted her head, and her eyes met his dark, inscrutable gaze. She was momentarily startled but replied respectfully. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

She pushed the chair back and got up to walk over.

Perhaps the armor she was wearing was too heavy, and she was walking a little too hurriedly. Just as she was about to reach Long Yang’s side, she lost her footing. She staggered, on the verge of falling.

The pain she was expecting did not come. Right as she was collecting her thoughts and unable to react, she heard a mocking voice from above her head.

“There’s no need to be impatient. No one will fight you over the food.”

Lu Liangwei lifted her head and met the Emperor’s smiling eyes.

Her face instantly turned scarlet when she realized she was now sprawled in his arms. In a panic, she hurriedly pushed herself away.

“This humble servant has embarrassed herself.”

Long Yang’s voice deepened by several degrees. “Hm? Have you forgotten what I said to you previously at the Lu family’s holiday home?”

Lu Liangwei had to stop and think for a moment before finally remembering what Long Yang had said. She answered, slightly vexed, “I would not dare forget, Your Majesty, this humble ser… I just felt that it did not seem very appropriate.”

He had given her special permission before to forgo formalities…

She had not actually forgotten. It was just that every time she met Long Yang, she was intimidated by his power and authority, which resulted in her not having the courage to go against the rules.

Long Yang said without hesitation, “There’s nothing inappropriate about it. Quickly sit down. The dishes are getting cold.”

“Very well, Your Majesty.” Lu Liangwei sat down.

However, she was beginning to lost her appetite after what had just happened.

She was a little perplexed over why Long Yang insisted on her not referring to herself as a humble servant.

She was a humble servant, after all…

“Are the dishes not to your taste?” Long Yang raised his eyebrows when he noticed that she was frowning and had only taken few mouthfuls of the dishes, concentrating on eating plain, white rice.

Lu Liangwei shook her head. “Nothing of the sort. The dishes taste delicious.”

“Is that so?” Long Yang put down his chopsticks and stared at her expressionlessly.

Lu Liangwei nodded vigorously. “Of course.”

“Prove it to me,” Long Yang lifted his eyebrows.

Lu Liangwei had no choice but to taste every single dish on the table until she could no longer eat anymore. Pulling a long face, she asked plaintively, “Your Majesty, are you planning on stuffing me to death? I still want to keep some room for the fish lips soup and hemp venison…”