Chapter 105 Leng Qiao
The man snorted coldly, released her hand, and sat back down.
Tao Tao smiled, reached out and opened the food box, took out the porcelain bowl inside, and as soon as she opened it, the aroma instantly filled the entire room.
She placed it in front of him, holding the spoon in both hands and handing it to him.
He took the wonton, scooped it up, and examined it. The soup was clear with specks of oil floating on top. The wonton had a large filling and a thin wrapper, and it had become a little soft and mushy because it had been simmering for a while.
However, it's clear that this isn't a beginner's bag.
He paused for a moment, then put it in his mouth.
The taste is too normal, so normal that it doesn't seem like something she would make.
Tao Tao leaned on the table, her hand supporting her chin, her bright eyes curving like crescent moons as she smiled.
She didn't need to ask him how it tasted; needless to say, since it wasn't made by her, it must have been delicious.
He must think she's worked very hard, otherwise how could her cooking skills have improved so quickly?
She kept staring at him, making it hard for Duan Gan not to notice. He glanced at her, ate very little, and then threw the spoon back into the porcelain bowl with a clatter.
"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good? That can't be."
She straightened up, looked at him, and then focused her gaze on the porcelain bowl that was mostly empty.
"Run thirty laps around the yard."
"ah?"
She exclaimed in surprise, "Are you kidding me?"
The probing gaze fell on his indifferent face, and it didn't seem like a joke.
Do you think I'm joking?
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed her slender neck, which was so thin that it could be easily grasped with one hand. The skin in his palm was soft and smooth, making him linger.
He didn't hold her tightly, but there was a certain amount of force that prevented her from easily breaking free.
His eyes were filled with aggression and displeasure, and his face gradually turned cold, as if he wanted to devour her.
Duan Gan moved closer and closer, and Tao Tao, seeing his posture, tried to lean back.
My heart suddenly clenched, and I felt a mix of panic and fear.
Her eyes darted around, and she reached out to hug his neck, saying weakly, "You're making me a little scared."
"I know you're punishing me, can't I just run away?"
This intimate gesture made him stiffen for a moment, but after a short while, he regained his composure, as if it had just been her illusion.
"The first step in martial arts training is physical strength, and running laps is the simplest way to improve your physique."
"Or do you want to practice horse stance in the courtyard all day?"
She'd rather run than stay there in a horse stance all day.
"I choose to run, and I'll go now."
The two let go at the same time, and Tao Tao turned around and ran out, starting to run around the yard.
It was the height of the day, and coupled with her weak stamina, she was already panting heavily after only a few laps.
She was bent over, her hands pressed against her knees, her face flushed, sweat pouring down her forehead, and her damp hair sticking to her face, making her feel a little itchy.
She wiped the sweat from her chin and, unable to bear it any longer, sat down on the steps next to her.
"Get up. Did I ask you to sit down?"
Suddenly, a lazy voice came from behind.
She turned around and saw that Duan Gan was sitting at the door, his hand on the armrest, his fingertip tapping his chin, his eyes fixed on her with great interest.
Tao Tao gave him a resentful look, got up, and continued running.
She ran about ten more laps, until she was completely out of breath and plopped down on the edge of the flower bed, unable to run any further.
She'd accept it even if they beat her to death.
After a while, the man got up, strolled over to her, and looked down at her.
She wiped the sweat that kept flowing down her chin and collarbone, panting as she looked at the pair of black brocade boots with intricate patterns in front of her.
"Tao Tao".
The voice came from above her head. She looked up and saw a silver-white whip in front of her, shimmering and dazzling in the sunlight.
It goes without saying that this whip is priceless.
She looked at him, her eyes filled with doubt.
"This whip is made from the skin of a hundred-year-old python. It is impervious to water and fire, and cannot be penetrated by swords. It can barely be considered a good item."
"For me?"
Tao Tao reached out to take it, but he dodged her.
"Call me Master, and I will give it to you."
What's so difficult about that?
She immediately smiled and called out, "Master."
Upon hearing this, Duan Gan curled his lips into a smile, a hint of amusement appearing in his eyes.
"Although I know how to use this whip, I am not proficient. Starting today, she will teach you how to use this whip."
A woman dressed in black stepped out from behind him. She looked at him expressionlessly and coldly, cupping her hands in a fist salute.
"Miss, I am Leng Qiao."
The Privy Council has a hidden army called the Ghost Guard. While the regular army operates in the open, the Ghost Guard is an army that hides in the shadows.
Unlike ordinary armies, it is full of talented people.
He had been by Duan Gan's side since he was young, risking his life for him without hesitation. Before the practice of raising assassins was explicitly prohibited, he was among the first to begin training them.
They seek out all sorts of orphans and desperate youths, teaching them martial arts and literacy step by step, like cultivating a Gu King, selecting the most elite blades.
Later, when he served as the Vice Minister of the Privy Council, he began to gradually incorporate these people into the organization.
Leng Qiao was the only woman in the Ghost Guard. Although she was a woman, she paid a heavy price to survive, otherwise Duan Gan would not have kept her in the Ghost Guard.
Tao Tao stood up, smiled, and said, "Hello, I'm Tao Tao."
"I'll be relying on you from now on."
"Of course, miss."
Tao Tao fiddled with the python whip in her hand, then suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, I've taken in another person."
Upon hearing this, he raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "What kind of Tom, Dick, or Harry have you picked up this time?"
“What do you mean, ‘cats and dogs’? That’s a person.” She said with some dissatisfaction.
Leng Qiao had already retreated silently behind him.
"Don't you find your little shabby yard cramped?"
He turned and walked back to his study, with Tao Tao following behind him, thinking she would go in for a drink of water.
"There's no room for me now. Wait, my yard isn't that bad, is it?"
"Yes, it can't compare to your place. This is the Privy Council, the official residence of the emperor."
"Are you asking me where I live? I do indeed have my own residence."
She walked to the desk, reached out and lifted the lid of the teapot, and looked around. There was only an empty teacup next to it.
Without any hesitation, he poured water from the teapot into the teacup, filled it to the brim, and drank it all in one gulp, right under his gaze.
One cup wasn't enough to replenish the sweat she had just shed, so she drank three or four cups before stopping.
"Oh? I know, you live in the Duan family on Yudu Street."
"No, it's in the Privy Council."
Upon hearing his words, she realized that he was the Grand Councilor of the Privy Council, so how could the Emperor not have granted him a residence? She had been prejudiced from the start.
"I was thinking of finding a real estate agent to look at the house a while ago, but it may be a while before that happens."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com