I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 393 No Anomalies Found
Although Feng Jing wasn't the one who injured the person, he was still considered one of Xiao Jingfan's people, and Ping Xuan actually thanked him solemnly, which made the matter quite interesting.

Feng Jing, too lazy to beat around the bush, directly pointed out this point.

Ping Xuan didn't say much, but instead crossed his hands and bowed deeply to Feng Jing.

Feng Jing, who couldn't stand people bowing to him, dodged away again: "If you don't go back, aren't you afraid that Yin Lanci will suspect you if he can't find anyone?"

Ping Xuan curled her lips and dropped a bombshell in a calm tone: "The Netherworld Gu is on the verge of going out of control. She is too busy taking care of herself to worry about anything else."

Everyone was shocked to hear this.

The Netherworld Gu has gone out of control? Is it true or not?

Chu Liuzheng was also startled; she hadn't seen the message earlier.

She hurriedly opened the system to check.

“An hour from now, someone will escort the Grand Tutor and Marquis Wenzhao to the military camp.” Pingxuan bowed to Xiao Jingfan, “This humble subject takes his leave.”

Xiao Jingfan ordered Zhou Yuande to escort him out, and at the same time, a dark figure silently followed.

The main tent quieted down, and Chu Liuzheng poured water for the remaining people with a teapot, feeling that he could finally go home.

Huang Xin, who had been listening silently in the tent, asked, "Your Majesty, is the matter of the Netherworld Gu going out of control true or false?"

Xiao Jingfan glanced at him sideways.

They heard the news together, so why would he know if it's true or false?
Because he's the emperor?

Huang Xin didn't understand the look in his eyes, but he knew he should shut up, so he quickly made an excuse to leave.

Zhou Yuande escorted Pingxuan out of the main tent, handed him over to Lü Fei, and then returned.

Xiao Jingfan glanced at the swaying curtain and coldly ordered, "Set up a separate tent for Pingyu and assign two people to take care of his daily needs."

Wasn't this precisely the purpose behind Ping Xuan's deliberate display of respect for Ping Yu?

The matter at hand was minor; for the sake of the bigger picture, Xiao Jingfan didn't mind granting his wish.

Zhou Yuande asked, "Should we continue to administer the cartilage powder?"

Xiao Jingfan nodded without hesitation.

Although it's unclear whether Pingxuan's feelings for his younger brother Pingyu are genuine or feigned, since Pingxuan is going to be used, it's always good to have another means of controlling him.

"Yes, sir." Zhou Yuande immediately went out to give the order.

Tongniang brushed past him, carrying an earthenware pot, and quickly walked into the tent.

Xiao Jingfan waved his hand to dismiss her formalities and asked, "How was it?"

Tongniang said, "Nothing unusual was found."

Before summoning Pingxuan, Xiao Jingfan gave Tongniang a task: to carefully examine the places Pingxuan had walked through and the things he had touched in the military camp, in order to prevent Pingxuan from secretly doing anything to harm the soldiers.

Tongniang has discovered nothing, which is both expected and somewhat unexpected.

Just in case, Xiao Jingfan instructed Feng Jing and Tongniang to check it again together.

The two accepted the order and left.

The night breeze slipped in through the lifted curtain, and the candlelight flickered gently; it was already past midnight.

【I’m so sleepy.】

Chu Liuzheng turned to the side, rubbed his eyes, and forcibly swallowed back the yawn that was about to come out of his mouth.

There were quite a few things to do today, and then there was the Pingxuan incident tonight. After the initial surprise and excitement, I'm really sleepy.

Xiao Jingfan glanced at her and said, "If you're sleepy, go and rest. Zhou Yuande will take care of you."

Chu Liuzheng was startled and quickly lowered his hand. Observing Xiao Jingfan's expression, it seemed that he was not being sarcastic. Only then did he feel relieved, bid farewell to the main tent, and went to rest in the tent next to it.

We're all just ordinary workers, but Eunuch Zhou doesn't have the same resentment as his colleagues who can sleep while he has to work overtime with the big boss. He's actually quite happy working overtime. This shows that His Majesty trusts him!

Knowing that Xiao Jingfan wouldn't be able to sleep until he saw the Grand Tutor and Marquis Wenzhao return safely, Zhou Yuande specially lit the candles and brewed a strong cup of tea to keep him awake.

That half-cup of calming tea was wasted.

Over here, Chu Liuzheng quickly washed up and lay down. He didn't even have the appetite for a bite of melon before bed, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Many things happened inside and outside the city that night, but Chu Liuzheng slept soundly without any dreams.

The next day, it drizzled.

Listening to the patter of raindrops on the tent, Chu Liuzheng turned over, suppressing his urge to go back to sleep. After struggling for a moment, he got up, dressed, washed, and went out with an umbrella.

The sky was overcast, and it was still early.

[Given the tyrant's temperament, he would definitely wait until the Grand Tutor and Marquis Wenzhao return before going to sleep, and he's probably still asleep.]

Thinking this through, Chu Liuzheng went to take a look at the main tent first.

The tent flaps were tightly closed. Chu Liuzheng asked the guards, "Has His Majesty risen?"

“No,” the soldier said. “His Majesty only went to bed at 3 a.m. yesterday. Before leaving, Eunuch Zhou specifically instructed that if you arrive early, you don’t need to wait to serve him. You can go and have breakfast first. His Majesty will probably not get up until 4 a.m..”

"Alright." Chu Liuzheng smiled. "I'll go check the kitchen first. If His Majesty wakes up, please let me know."

The soldier nodded in agreement, and Chu Liuzheng went to the kitchen with his umbrella.

Because of the rain, Lao Wu and his men set up a large, well-ventilated canopy over the stove and cutting board to prevent the food from getting wet.

He was rolling out dough when he saw Chu Liuzheng arrive and called out loudly, "Miss, would you like a bowl of noodles with minced meat sauce?"

"Okay." Chu Liuzheng didn't complain, put away the umbrella and leaned against the bench, smiling as he said, "Thank you, Uncle Wu."

"Why are you being so polite with your uncle?" Old Wu quickly cut a bowl of noodles for Chu Liuzheng and put it into boiling water to cook.

There were no tables in the greenhouse, so Ge ​​Laosi cleared out a small space on a long cutting board: "It's still raining, and it's not cheap to carry things around. I've cleaned everything up. Please don't mind, young lady, just sit here and eat."

Chu Liuzheng, naturally not minding, sat down with a smile.

A little while later, Old Wu brought over a large bowl.

A large spoonful of meat sauce was poured over the steaming noodles, almost covering the bowl, leaving only a pitiful little green vegetable peeking out.

Uncle Wu is truly genuine.

Chu Liuzheng picked up his chopsticks and mixed the noodles, enjoying this delicious treat while listening to the pitter-patter of the rain.

Of course, delicious noodles should be paired with the Eight Trigrams.

Chu Liuzheng fiddled with the system, first checking the latest news, and then browsing according to his interests.

Upon seeing the message, she was so startled that she choked and turned her head to cough.

Ge Laosi immediately brought her a bowl of noodle soup and told her to eat slowly.

Chu Liuzheng coughed until her cheeks turned red. She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and managed a weak "okay." She didn't have time to say much more to Ge Laosi, and carefully reread the gossip in front of her.

After confirming that she hadn't misread it, she quickly finished the noodles in her bowl, opened her umbrella, and rushed into the rain.

Old Ge was puzzled: "Why is Miss Chu running so fast?"

"He probably remembered something urgent." Old Wu pinched the pleats of a steamed bun and told someone to clear the dishes and chopsticks off the cutting board.

Chu Liuzheng walked briskly, his destination clear: Feng Jingzhu's tent.

The tent flap was still closed, and there were no soldiers guarding the entrance.

Chu Liuzheng called out, "Doctor Feng, are you up?"

(End of this chapter)