I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 401 Missing
After looking around, Feng Jing finally spotted two familiar faces among the guards. He quickly raised his hand and beckoned, shouting, "Bring that person over here!"

How could the two guards dare to bring the thugs to the emperor?

Only after seeing Xiao Jingfan nod did they dare to move and carry the unconscious person over.

Chu Liuzheng curiously leaned over to take a look, intending to open the system to check who this person was, but then noticed that Ping Xuan's expression was somewhat subtle, as if he knew this thug.

She asked directly, "Do you know him?"

Ping Xuan was taken aback when Chu Liuzheng suddenly spoke to him, and after a moment of surprise, he said, "He is Qingjiu."

Everyone:! ! !
They all turned to look at Feng Jing.

What incredible luck!
Feng Jing, who happened to have made a contribution, raised his hand to touch his chin and muttered, "His calculations were quite accurate."

Zhou Yuande was standing next to him when he heard this and said, "Who can predict things accurately?"

“It’s a fortune teller,” Feng Jing said, pointing to the person on the ground. “The fortune teller said I have good news to share recently.”

Isn't this meritorious service a cause for celebration?

Hearing him say that, the others immediately had the idea of ​​going out to find that fortune teller to have their fortunes told.

However, we need to get down to business first.

The group returned to the military camp.

Yin Lanci has been captured; the next step is to rescue people from the Thousand-Foot Cliff.

Xiao Jingfan ordered his men to take Yin Lanci away and lock her up, and to interrogate her after Prince Rui and the others were rescued.

Inside the main tent, Lü Fei asked, "Your Majesty, what should we do with that Miss Huang?"

Xiao Jingfan thought for a moment and said, "For now, lock her up with Zheng Qianqian together."

"Yes." Lü Fei ordered his men to carry Huang Ting away.

Huang Xin lifted the curtain and came in, reporting the battle situation of the previous night to Xiao Jingfan.

Chu Liuzheng served the tea and then left. He greeted Zhou Yuande, who had followed him, and went straight to the kitchen.

There was a mountain of things to do this morning, and no one had had time for breakfast. Chu Liuzheng couldn't care less about what others did, but she dared not let the emperor go hungry.

The weather is nice today, so the awning used to shelter the kitchen from the rain has been removed.

Old Wu and his men were busy at the stove.

Chu Liuzheng greeted familiar faces with a smile, then leaned over to ask, "Uncle Wu, what's for breakfast this morning?"

"Wheat porridge and steamed buns." Old Wu said as he deftly cut the risen dough into equal-sized pieces. "The wheat porridge is in the pot over there, and the steamed buns are in the steamer on the cutting board. I'm busy right now, so please help yourself to whatever you want."

"Okay." Chu Liuzheng agreed, first checking the wheat porridge, then lifting the lid of the steamer to look at the steamed buns. They looked good, and he felt that adding a couple of side dishes would be enough.

She picked up two cucumbers from the vegetable basket and scooped out a large piece of pickled radish from the sauerkraut jar.

Wash the cucumber, smash it, chop it into chunks, and make a cold salad.

Simply cut the pickled radish into strips and arrange them on a plate.

Seeing the fresh, vibrant green leafy vegetables, she heated up the oil in the pan and stir-fried them.

The three side dishes were easy to prepare. Chu Liuzheng figured that General Huang hadn't finished reporting yet, and even if the food was sent to the emperor, he wouldn't eat it. So he simply grabbed a steamed bun to eat first, and then boiled a kettle of water to make tea later.

While munching on a steamed bun and waiting for the water to boil, she thought about Feng Jing's brocade pouch and secretly opened the system, intending to first check for Doctor Feng to see what kind of marriage the fortune teller had predicted for him.

Wow, there were so many messages last night, I couldn't even keep up!

【A secret pouch, a secret pouch…】

Chu Liuzheng chewed on a steamed bun, constantly shoveling food down his throat.

【Jin... um?】

Just as she was about to click on it, she suddenly glanced at the gossip article next to her.

The moment she saw the title, she was so shocked that her hair stood on end.

[Holy crap! This is going to kill me!!] Without even looking closely, she leaped up like a firecracker, lifting her skirt and running wildly towards the main tent.

We must tell the tyrant right away!!!

"Hey, why did Miss Chu suddenly run away? She didn't even take her things."

Upon hearing this, Old Wu looked up and immediately spotted the three side dishes on the cutting board.

He thought for a moment and then instructed Tang Laosan: "Serve a bowl of wheat porridge, pick up five steamed buns, pack all these side dishes, and send them to His Majesty."

Humans have three urgent needs, and he figured Chu Liuzheng had probably gone to the outhouse.

To avoid offending the emperor, it would be best to send the food over as soon as possible.

Tang Laosan quickly agreed and did as Lao Wu instructed.

On the other side, halfway through Chu Liuzheng's run, a riot suddenly broke out in the military camp. The prisoners escaped and killed many soldiers.

Chu Liuzheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace, wishing he had mastered the art of light footwork.

[It must be——]

Before the thought in his mind could be fully processed, he suddenly bumped into someone. Chu Liuzheng's nose suddenly stung, and he subconsciously looked up. Before he could see who it was, everything went black, and he lost consciousness.

Pingxuan reached out and hugged the limp body of the person in his arms. He looked around and led the person into a tent not far away.

The light inside the tent was dimmer than outside, and a slender figure stood with her back to the door.

Pingxuan threw Chu Liuzheng to the ground and respectfully called out to the man, "Master."

The person turned around, her face as beautiful as a lotus, her eyes filled with autumn water; it was Huang Ting.

Or rather, it was Yin Lanci in disguise.

Her gaze swept over Chu Liuzheng, and she chuckled, "Quickly."

“We just happened to run into her nearby,” Pingxuan explained, then asked, “What does Master need her for?”

"The Emperor likes her." Yin Lanci walked over, squatted down, and traced Chu Liuzheng's face inch by inch with his fingers, his eyes revealing a strange and unpredictable expression.

Pingxuan: "You...you want to kill her?"

"No." Yin Lanci felt the warmth of her skin against her fingertips, her lips curving into a smile, her voice soft and gentle, like a lover's whisper, "Such fine skin, it would be such a waste to kill it."

With a light scratch of her fingernail, a bloody gash immediately appeared on her skin, from which beads of blood oozed out.

The stinging pain made Chu Liuzheng, who was unconscious, frown.

Yin Lanci narrowed her eyes with pleasure, pinched Chu Liuzheng's chin and looked him up and down, chuckling, "Perfect for giving the emperor a generous gift."
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"Have you found them yet?"

"No."

"Keep searching!" Zhou Yuande was so anxious that he kept fanning himself with his sleeves. How could someone just suddenly disappear?

"Zhou Yuande." A cold male voice came from inside the tent.

"Your servant is here." Eunuch Zhou groaned inwardly, wiping the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. He cautiously entered, bowing, and asked, "What are your orders?"

The air pressure inside the tent was extremely low, and the person sitting on the couch had a face as cold as ice, emanating a chill from it.

Xiao Jingfan asked, "Still haven't found them?"

"No, no." Zhou Yuande shrank back and knelt down with a thud. "We've searched all the tents, the other side of the stream, and even sent people into the woods, but we haven't found anyone. It's been a whole day, could it be—"

"Shut up!" Xiao Jingfan shouted sharply, his face dark and terrifying.

Zhou Yuande trembled in fright and dared not say another word, but he was pondering in his heart.

When Chu Liuzheng disappeared, the military camp was in chaos. It was only after Xiao Jingfan had breakfast and asked about Chu Liuzheng after not seeing him for a long time that Zhou Yuande sent people to look for him and discovered that Chu Liuzheng was missing.

If they were still in the military camp, every tent would have been searched; it would be impossible not to find them.

If he wasn't in the military camp, a whole day has passed. If he left on his own, he should have returned by now. But he hasn't been seen at all, so the only remaining possibility is that he was kidnapped.

(End of this chapter)