Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1057 Long Yang Is a Bit Sad

Zhuyu had a bitter face, "Miss, slaves don't take sour."

"Is it sour, why don't I think it? I don't think it's sour enough." Lu Liang was slightly puzzled, her words were true.

However, she always heard them say how sour the red bayberry is now, she ate a lot, but she didn't eat it at all.

Zhuyu accidentally took a bite, and her face immediately wrinkled into a bun. With tears in her eyes, she said, "It's sour, it's really sour! Miss, this slave's teeth are going to be sour."

Seeing her like this, Lu Liangwei burst out laughing, and decided not to tease her anymore, "Okay, okay, I can't take it anymore, so I'll spit it out."

Zhuyu ran out as if she had received an amnesty.

Lu Liang sighed slightly, looking at the bayberry on the plate, the emperor refused to eat it, so she took the opportunity to feed one into his mouth in the morning, but he fed it back.

Of course, his concentration is not comparable to pearls and jades.

He was clearly soured, but he still didn't change his face. He held the back of her head and fed the red bayberry into her mouth.

Seeing that she was still eating red bayberry on the ninth day of the lunar new year, she couldn't help persuading her: "Your Majesty, you should eat less, or your teeth will become sore after a while, and you will feel very uncomfortable."

Lu Liangwei actually knew it herself, and the emperor had persuaded her, so she ate two more pills after listening to Ah Jiu's persuasion, and stopped eating.

Facts have proved that greed is really bad.

In the evening, Lu Liangwei felt his teeth sour and didn't want to eat.

Long Yang sighed helplessly, "I told you not to eat so many red bayberries, but you didn't listen, now you're better, have you suffered?"

Lu Liang blinked his watery eyes slightly, and looked at him pitifully, "Obviously I didn't feel sour when I ate it."

"Even ripe red bayberry, you shouldn't eat too much, but you ate so many sour plums today, it's no wonder your teeth aren't sore." Even though Long Yang said this, he still blamed himself for not being tough enough to stop her.

Lu Liangwei actually knew it, but some pregnant women like to eat sour food, and she is no exception. She knows she shouldn't eat too much, but she just can't control her mouth.

"Even if you don't have an appetite, you should eat something." Long Yang said, replacing the rice in front of her with porridge, and fed her with a spoon.

Lu Liang opened his mouth obediently.

After finishing a bowl of gruel, she couldn't eat anything else.

Even the fish soup that I like very much, I barely drank half a bowl.

Seeing that she couldn't eat anymore, Long Yang asked someone to take away the food, and then held her in his arms. Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, he was very sad, "Is there any way to relieve it, or I will ask Zhao Gan to treat her Lin Yuan is coming?"

Lu Liangwei rested her head on his shoulder, thought for a while, then shook her head, "You don't need to bother, you ask Zhuyu to make me a cup of tea, it's a bit stronger, I rinse my mouth, it should relieve it."

Long Yang wanted to make tea for her himself, but she was nestled in his arms, obviously unwilling to move, so he had to call Zhuyu and give her orders.

Zhuyu hurriedly made a cup of tea and came in.

"Miss, the tea is still hot, you can drink it later."

"Let's put it down, go out first." Long Yang said.

Zhuyu had no choice but to retreat first.

But I was a little worried in my heart. The food that was removed just now didn't seem to have moved much. It seems that the lady didn't eat a few bites tonight. This is quite different from the lady's usual good appetite.

Long Yang held Lu Liangwei in one hand, held the teacup in the other, brought it to his lips, and blew gently.

After a while, he tried the temperature of the tea and saw that it had turned warm, so he brought it to Lu Liangwei's lips, "Drink it, it's not hot anymore, you can drink it."

"Oh." Lu Liang leaned over slightly, grabbed his hand, took a sip, put the tea in his mouth, and then leaned back on his shoulder.

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