Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 916: Plague God is not Guarding the Door

Chapter 916: Chapter 916: Plague God is not Guarding the Door

"Just a tiny bit, it won’t be a problem. Please have a drink, Guard Long!" Yuyu held the exquisitely small wine cup to his lips, insisting with such hospitality that Long Yi had no choice but to reluctantly take the cup and sip a little from it.

A sly smile appeared on Yuyu’s face.

"Miss Yuyu, I’ve tried the dish, and I’ve had a drink. I really must excuse myself as I have urgent matters to attend to."

It was about time according to Shichen Chinese Time.

Yuyu smiled meaningfully: "If that’s the case, then this maid won’t keep Guard Long any longer."

Finally, he could take his leave. Long Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief; having been by his master’s side since he was young, he was truly inexperienced in dealing with young ladies.

"Please help yourself, Miss Yuyu, I must go now." As he finished speaking and was about to turn around, he suddenly felt dizzy and staggered, almost falling over.

Seeing this, Yuyu hurried forward to support him and said: "Guard Long, you have been tirelessly working day and night; you must be exhausted. Please rest for a while."

"No, I need to go see the Prince!" Long Yi struggled to get up, but his limbs were weak and he couldn’t stand at all.

"If you’re not feeling well, don’t be stubborn. The Prince will understand," Yuyu thought her plan had succeeded and was feeling proud when suddenly she felt a pain at the back of her neck and passed out.

Just moments ago, Long Yi had been completely drained of strength, but now his eyes were clear as he coldly watched Yuyu collapse to the ground.

This woman had the audacity to trick him; after so many years with the Prince traveling far and wide, he had seen it all. To think such petty tricks could take him down was laughable.

Long Yi gave Yuyu, lying on the ground, a cold glance and walked away indifferently. He had to report this incident to the Prince. After all, Yuyu was a Maid of Madam Wang, and her every move was connected to her master. With such behavior from Madam Wang, she must be plotting some conspiracy against the Prince.

Within the Prince’s Mansion, there were many eyes watching. As Long Yi left, he closed the door, preventing those outside from seeing the scene within.

The study.

Yuyu had lured Long Yi away, knowing that there would be no one guarding the study tonight. Madam Wang personally carried a bowl of chicken soup she had prepared earlier, approached the door, and raised her delicate hand to knock: "Knock knock...!"

"Who’s there?" A deep, magnetic voice answered from inside.

Madam Wang inwardly sighed, such a pity that this attractive voice belonged to a man of less appealing appearance.

"Prince, it is your concubine. You have been working hard day and night, so I made chicken soup in the kitchen and brought it over for you to nourish your health." Madam Wang’s voice was gentle and pleasant, filled with deep concern.

Silence followed from inside.

Madam Wang, holding the warm soup, was about to forcefully enter when Long Rui’s voice finally came: "Come in."

Madam Wang smiled silently to herself; as long as Long Yi, that Plague God, wasn’t guarding the door, she was half a step closer to success.

"Prince, you are still working? Don’t work too hard, come over and have some hot soup!"

Long Rui looked up, glancing at her indifferently, and said, "Put it there, I’m busy right now."

"Oh, Prince, the soup must be drunk while it’s hot! I put a lot of effort into cooking it, and it’s delicious. Please have a taste." As Madam Wang cooed and laughed, she placed the hot soup on the table, scooped a small bowl for Long Rui, and handed it to him: "Prince, you should have it while it’s still hot."