I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 362 Looking for trouble
Chu Liuzheng stared at him blankly. What kind of reaction do you want?
"You don't seem stupid, don't tell me you didn't notice anything." Feng Jing picked up a shrimp, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed. "You don't actually think that just because he's a young master, anyone would be willing to hold him, do you?"

Even after all this, you still want to leave the palace and open a restaurant?

I've never seen any concubine from the imperial harem showing her face in public.

Chu Liuzheng: "...Eat your fried noodles!"

Being clever at the wrong time! No wonder you couldn't win over Doctor Qin!
"I'm eating." Feng Jing picked at his noodles with his chopsticks, wanting to continue the conversation, but Chu Liuzheng stuffed his mouth with a mouthful of smashed cucumber.

His eyes widened: "Mmm! Mmm!"

Chu Liuzheng flicked the kitchen knife, the sharp blade embedded in the cutting board, and squinted at him: "If you utter another word, you can forget about eating my food in the future."

Feng Jing: "..."

Feng Jing: "..."

Dr. Feng, who is both flexible and adaptable, will not be mentioned if he chooses not to.

Inside the main room, Zhou Yuande helped Xiao Jingfan finish washing up and then served him a cup of tea.

"Young master, Miss Liu Zheng has cooked seafood porridge and just brought it over with some side dishes. Would you like a bowl?"

"Hmm." Xiao Jingfan rubbed his sore temples, walked to the table and sat down. He glanced at the food box on the table and asked, "Where is she?"

As Zhou Yuande brought out the porridge and side dishes, he said, "I'm going to deliver food to the guest quarters."

Xiao Jingfan frowned in displeasure: "Aren't there any maids in the manor?"

Zhou Yuande thought to himself, "Chu Liuzheng is now just a maid, yet you don't seem to give her any special treatment."

He handed the chopsticks to Xiao Jingfan and explained softly, "Miss Liu Zheng has something to ask Abbot Jiang, so I delivered them to her personally."

Xiao Jingfan was puzzled.

What could that woman possibly need to ask Jiang Yao for advice?

Isn't she most afraid of Gu worms?

What could Chu Liuzheng possibly have to do?
They're just making trouble out of nothing.

She just doesn't want to stay in front of Xiao Jingfan right now.

Under the shade of the trees in the guest courtyard, Chu Liuzheng sat on a small stool, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, and unconsciously let out his eighth long sigh.

She was doing a good job as a palace maid, and her career path was all planned out. She only needed two more merits to leave the palace, and she never thought about changing jobs.

How come this job change opportunity just popped up on my doorstep?
She just couldn't understand why an emperor, a creature driven by self-interest, would take a fancy to an ordinary palace maid like her, when she had no family background, no connections, and no money.
Is it because she serves him comfortably?

Anyone could do this if they put their heart into it. How many loyal servants could an emperor possibly have?

Is this a picture of her face?

The imperial harem has no shortage of beauties; if someone like her were thrown in, not a single splash would be made.

Did he want her body?

Hehe, for the same reason as above.

Besides, judging from the frequency with which that man visited the harem, he didn't seem like someone who was obsessed with women.

Chu Liuzheng rested his chin on his hand, his brows furrowed, utterly perplexed.

She's completely unskilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting; she can't play any musical instruments or sing; and she's utterly incapable of dancing, which is quite difficult. What exactly does the emperor see in her?
I can't just let her join in the fun and run away faster than everyone else, can I?

As she unconsciously let out her sixteenth long sigh, Jiang Yao, who was meditating in the tree, opened her eyes and looked down at her: "You're very noisy."

Feeling rejected, Chu Liuzheng immediately shut up and decided to find another place to sit and continue thinking.

A quick glance around the yard reveals this shady spot, where you don't need to bask in the sun.

Jiang Yao, perched in the tree, shifted her position, dangling her legs and gently swinging them. She tilted her head and looked her over: "Why aren't you going back?"

Chu Liuzheng really didn't want to change places, so he looked up at her and said, "I promise I won't make a fuss."

Let her escape for a little longer!
As long as she didn't keep sighing, Jiang Yao didn't mind having another person in the courtyard and continued meditating.

Tongniang was sitting on the veranda doing needlework. The sun was dazzling, so she moved to the shade of a tree. Chu Liuzheng tilted his head and glanced at her, only to find that Tongniang was actually embroidering a red veil, and the pattern she was using was a pair of lotus flowers.

Is she getting married?
Noticing her gaze, Tongniang smiled, glanced at Jiang Yao in the tree, and whispered, "Young Master Cang has been waiting for Miss for three years. Miss said she would only get married after avenging Master. I think this time it should work, so I thought I would prepare the things first. Please forgive me, Miss."

After they were no longer enemies, Tongniang's attitude towards everyone softened considerably. She was no longer as ruthless and gloomy as she had been at first. Instead, she was like a kind neighbor, chatting with you about this and that, and even giving you some peanuts as a snack at the end.

[My junior sister is engaged!]

Chu Liuzheng was somewhat surprised, but considering that the Jiang family was a large family, it was not surprising that the young ladies in the family, especially someone as outstanding as Jiang Yao, would have marriage agreements.

She looked up at Jiang Yao in the tree.

The woman sat cross-legged on a tree branch, her hands holding flowers resting on her knees, her eyes closed like a delicate porcelain doll. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, bathing her in a golden glow; she could easily be mistaken for a deity in a temple.

Chu Liuzheng could not imagine what she would look like wearing a phoenix coronet and wedding gown when she got married.

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Jiang Yao opened her eyes and looked down at her.

Chu Liuzheng smiled at her, stood up, and patted her skirt: "I'm going back."

Jiang Yao nodded and closed her eyes again.

Tongniang saw Chu Liuzheng off at the hospital gate and warmly invited her to visit again.

Chu Liuzheng smiled and agreed, carrying the food box into the garden. He found a quiet spot, rolled up his sleeves again, and let out a sigh that had been building up.

"Ugh!"

Don't want to go back.

She curled up in a ball, hugging her knees, resting her chin on them, staring blankly at the plants in front of her.

In the sunlight, dust motes danced lightly, like leaping sprites.

In the pond not far away, lotus leaves stretched out, and the dew from last night rolled along the surface of the leaves under the teasing of the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"What should I do?" Chu Liuzheng muttered to himself, his chin resting lightly on his knees, swaying from side to side while hugging himself, his elbow accidentally knocking over the food box next to him, making a sound.

Footsteps are coming this way.

"Who is it?" A large hand with calloused hands pushed aside the bushes. After seeing who it was, the wariness in Lü Fei's eyes disappeared, and he asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

"To cool off." Chu Liuzheng made up an excuse and picked up the food box that had fallen over.

It's only May, so this excuse isn't very clever.

"Young Master, you're up." Lu Fei straightened up and stood there waiting for her.

Alright, it's time for the oxen and horses to get to work.

Chu Liuzheng pushed the tangled mess in her mind into a corner, got up, brushed the dust and withered leaves off her skirt, and followed him to the main courtyard.

"I'll take it." Lü Fei reached out and took the food box, then started a conversation, "Your cooking is pretty good."

"Hmm," Chu Liuzheng replied absentmindedly.

Lu Fei glanced at her, and seeing that she wasn't interested, he didn't force her to chat. He escorted her back to the main courtyard and then went back to doing his own thing.

In the courtyard, Xiao Jingfan was practicing boxing.

She knew every move by heart, and her movements were fluid and graceful. Her white silk robe accentuated her elegant figure.

Normally, someone as obsessed with good looks as Chu Liuzheng would at least stand there and admire it for two minutes, while also praising the boss's punches in his mind. But today, he wasn't in such a good mood.

She glanced at it briefly before looking away, nodded to Zhou Yuande, put the food box she was carrying back into the room, and instructed the cleaning maid to bring the iron.

She unfolded the cloak and hung it on the rack. First, she carefully dusted it off, then placed it on an ironing board and ironed it inside and out to make sure there were no wrinkles before she began to burn incense.

The maidservant gasped in amazement: "Miss is such a meticulous person." Why does a cloak need to be so carefully chosen?

Chu Liuzheng gave a dry laugh.

Before she could figure out how to handle this unexpected situation, she didn't want to hang around that guy, so she could only find more things to do.