"Peen us?" Long Yang's face clouded over. What kind of soup was that? However, when he remembered that Zhao Qian had just mentioned the imperial kitchen, he came to a realization and boomed, "Zhao Qian, you've got some nerve, using the Empress' name. Answer me, what on earth is in this soup?"
Zhao Qian fell to his knees in terror, his face woeful. "Please cease your anger, Master. It's all my fault. Indeed, the Empress didn't make this soup herself, but Her Highness did make the other dishes and asked Chu Jiu to bring them over. It's just that I thought Her Highness would have dinner with you in Hidden Dragon Palace, Master, so I decided on my own to let the imperial kitchen make that deer penis soup or whatever…"
When Chu Jiu had shown up with the dishes, the imperial kitchen's food happened to have arrived as well. Therefore, he came up with an idea to put the deer penis soup into the food basket Chu Jiu brought and serve them together.
