I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 361 One or two, but not three

Before Xiao Jingfan could react, Zhou Yuande was so enraged by these words that he almost choked on his breath and died on the spot in front of Chu Liuzheng.

We asked you to give advice, not to join in the nonsense!
Can't we just give him a break?

Chu Liuzheng blinked innocently, as if to say, "I've already risked my life for you, why aren't you satisfied?"
Zhou Yuande: "..."

Let him die!
He should die now!
“Butler Zhou.” Lu Fei reached out and grabbed the man, giving him a meaningful look.

Is this the time to be angry? We should quickly persuade His Majesty to stop!
Zhou Yuande sighed.

Since His Majesty left the palace, he has been acting on a whim, like a bird released from its cage, and has become increasingly difficult to persuade.

Previously, Chu Liuzheng could help persuade His Majesty, and His Majesty was willing to listen. But now, the two of them are at odds.

What emperor would rush to the enemy's headquarters?
Manager Zhou really wants to quit!
Leaving aside how exhausted Zhou Yuande was, let's just look at Xiao Jingfan and Chu Liuzheng.

Xiao Jingfan firmly disagreed with Chu Liuzheng's request to follow him.

With Chu Liuzheng's frail physique, he gets so scared of riding a horse that he throws up. What would happen if he went on a night raid?
But Chu Liuzheng was determined not to watch Zhou Gonggong hang himself. As long as Xiao Jingfan went, she would go too, even if he went secretly. She was like a clingy person who couldn't be shaken off.

Xiao Jingfan's face hardened: "This is an imperial edict."

【Oh haha. 】

Chu Liuzheng glanced at Zhou Yuande.

"Eunuch Zhou, did you hear that? It's not that I'm not trying, I simply have no choice but to obey the imperial decree."

Zhou Yuande: "..."

Where's the rope?

Before long, Lü Fei and Du Qian, who also could not disobey the imperial decree, had arranged everything. Xiao Jingfan changed into a set of night clothes and walked out, his tall figure almost blending into the dark night.

Zhou Yuande paced back and forth in the courtyard anxiously, unable to calm down for a moment.

Feng Jing had already gone back to sleep, and Chu Liuzheng also wanted to go back to her room to sleep, but to avoid being harassed by Eunuch Zhou later, she stayed to keep him company.

She propped her face up with her hands, her eyelids drooping with sleep, but she had to muster her strength to reassure him: "Don't worry, young master knows what he's doing and will definitely return safely."

Zhou Yuande thought to himself that if he knew his place, he wouldn't have gone along. Is night raiding something an emperor should do?
With so many people following him, both openly and secretly, the tyrant certainly wouldn't have any problem protecting himself with his martial arts skills.

Chu Liuzheng was very easygoing. She offered a few more words of advice, but seeing that Zhou Yuande was still anxiously pacing around, she knew he wouldn't listen to her now, so she stopped trying to persuade him and got up to brew a pot of strong tea to refresh himself.

This is going to be a long night.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk."

The clapper struck three times, and it was already past midnight.

Even strong tea couldn't dispel the overwhelming drowsiness. Chu Liuzheng lay on the stone table, his head buried in his arms. In his drowsy state, he seemed to hear some noise and thought about opening his eyes to see what was going on, but his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. He struggled with himself for less than half a second before falling asleep again.

When I woke up, I was in bed, but my soul was floating above my head.

Drinking strong tea and staying up late is not a good idea.

Chu Liuzheng raised his hand to press his temples, feeling dizzy and lightheaded as he got out of bed. He washed his face with cold water in the basin, which at least made him feel a little more refreshed.

This thought brought to mind things I hadn't been paying attention to earlier.

She glanced back at the bed.

Did I sleepwalk back home?

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Are you awake?" Feng Jing called from outside the door. "Breakfast is ready."

"Coming." Chu Liuzheng replied, quickly rinsing her mouth with salt water, casually grabbing a hairpin to tie up her hair, and hurried to open the door. Feng Jing was leaning against the doorframe waiting for her, and frowned as soon as he saw her face: "How long did you go to sleep last night?"

"I don't remember." Chu Liuzheng patted his face to make it a little rosier, and walked out with him, asking, "Has Young Master returned yet?"

Feng Jing raised his hand to shield his eyes from the direct sunlight and replied lazily, "I returned last night. Don't worry, I'm all safe and sound."

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

How could she detect a hint of regret in his tone?
She then asked, "Where are Abbess Jiang and the others?"

"They came back early this morning. All five of them have been captured. Chenxing and Siyue are being interrogated. Abbot Jiang went back to sleep." Feng Jing got up early and strolled around the mansion, getting a clear picture of everyone's situation.

[It went quite smoothly.]

Chu Liuzheng yawned and asked, "Where are we having breakfast?"

"The kitchen is still cooking." Feng Jing turned to look at her, his eyes deep and unsettling. "Where's my fried noodles?"

So that's what they were waiting for me to do.

Chu Liuzheng looked at him helplessly: "Don't you get tired of eating fried noodles so early in the morning?"

"I don't mind." Feng Jing had been thinking about it all night. "I went to the kitchen and saw that there were shrimp, fish, and crabs, all of them lively and jumping around."

"Okay, okay, I'll make it for you right away." Chu Liuzheng didn't want to hear Feng Jing nagging about fried noodles in her ear every day, so she turned around and was about to go straight to the kitchen when she suddenly remembered something and turned back to check on the main house first.

Zhou Yuande was standing guard at the door. When he saw her coming, he waved to her and lowered his voice, "Young Master hasn't gotten up yet."

Chu Liuzheng nodded, glanced at the closed door, and asked, "I'm going to make fried noodles for Doctor Feng. What would you like to eat?"

Zhou Yuande shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, young lady, but I have already eaten."

Chu Liuzheng went to find Chenxing and Siyue again, but worried that he might see some bloody scene early in the morning, so he didn't dare to go inside. He asked them through the window what they wanted to eat for breakfast.

Chenxing opened half of the window, peeking out a fair-skinned little face, and said with a smile, "I love anything my sister makes, and Siyue says the same thing."

Chu Liuzheng looked her over. She was so radiant, she didn't look like someone who had stayed up all night at all. Was this the vitality of a fifteen-year-old girl?

Just then, a hoarse scream escaped through the crack in the window, mixed with a few curses and a faint smell of blood.

Chu Liuzheng felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing it; the cry was truly terrifying.

Chenxing smiled and said, "Siyue and I are busy now. Just send someone to call us when you're done."

"Okay." Chu Liuzheng watched the window close, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and strode towards the kitchen.

Feng Jing had been waiting here for a while and was catching crabs.

He wants to pick the biggest one!

Chu Liuzheng looked at the ingredients in the kitchen, picked out the ones she needed, and instructed the servants to help clean them. She then started cooking the porridge in a clay pot.

Not everyone has the appetite of Feng Jing when they wake up early. Since most of us stayed up late last night, I'll make a light and sweet seafood congee.

"It's a shame you're not a chef with skills like that." Feng Jing ate the fried noodles he had been craving all night with satisfaction, giving Chu Liuzheng a thumbs up.

"Who says I won't be a chef?" Chu Liuzheng poured sauce into the cucumber salad. "I'm going to open a restaurant after I leave the palace. Remember to come and support me then."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jing choked, quickly took a sip of soup, and looked at her in surprise: "Opening a restaurant? Does the young master know about this?"

Chu Liuzheng found it strange: "What does my running a restaurant have to do with you, young master?"

[Small-scale business, no investors required.]

"You—" Feng Jing stared at her, "Do you know that it was the young master who carried you back to your room last night?"

Chu Liuzheng: !!!

You can do it once, you can do it twice, but you can't do it a third time!
"Hey!" Feng Jing waved his hand in front of her eyes. "Give me some reaction."