I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 515 Doesn't she still have a good figure?
"Empress Dowager, could there really be a phoenix maiden in this world?"

"Hmph, it's nothing but a bunch of tricks and charlatans." The Empress Dowager curled her lip. "That brainless idiot, she didn't even think carefully about what's going on here. She didn't listen to a word I taught her."

"Once Consort Xie has gained more experience, she will understand your good intentions," Zhao Mama comforted her softly, turning to massage her shoulders.

"Where is there any time to let her gain experience?" The Empress Dowager sighed softly. "My son is determined to put that Chu woman on the throne."

At this moment, a palace maid entered and reported, "Your Majesty, Madam Xie has submitted her nameplate to enter the palace."

"Go back." The Empress Dowager didn't even lift her eyelids. "I'm not feeling well. Let her come to pay her respects again in a few days."

"Yes." The palace maid bowed and withdrew.

Glancing at the departing palace maid, Granny Zhao said softly, "Madam Xie hasn't been to the palace for quite some time now."

"What could she possibly want now?" The Empress Dowager was not in a good mood. "Hasn't my son already taken good care of the Xie family? People's ambitions just keep growing. I'm too lazy to listen to her nonsense. Let's just leave it at that."

Upon hearing this, Granny Zhao cautiously asked, "You're not planning to get involved in this matter?"

"Mind your own business?" The Empress Dowager snorted and glanced at her. "My son is going to such lengths for that Chu woman, how am I supposed to manage him?"

She was merely the Empress Dowager; the empire ultimately belonged to the Emperor.

*
The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

When Chu Liuzheng awoke from his coma, he saw the familiar bedroom and the familiar people.

The emperor, dressed in casual clothes, sat leaning against the headboard of the bed, holding a chess manual in his hand and flipping through it. His long eyelashes cast a light shadow on his eyelids.

To be honest, seeing the tyrant's pleasing face the moment I opened my eyes wasn't so bad.

"Awake?" Xiao Jingfan looked up, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It's already past noon. Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Chu Liuzheng sat up, pulled the chess manual from his hand, and put on a stern face, adopting an accusatory posture, "You arranged this game of Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix today, didn't you?"

"Yes," Xiao Jingfan readily admitted.

Chu Liuzheng couldn't help but reach out and cup his face, squeezing it together forcefully, and said through gritted teeth, "Couldn't you have told me beforehand?"

At least give me some time to prepare! This is such a rushed job! If I didn't have a secret weapon, I'd be mortified and buried here today!

Just thinking about the overwhelming "Phoenix Lady" from today makes her scalp tingle, and she wishes she could lose her memory on the spot.

Although he didn't understand what "awkwardness syndrome" meant, Xiao Jingfan could roughly grasp the meaning and immediately agreed, saying, "Next time."

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

[Frog! You want a next time?! You might as well just bury me with a few shovels!]

She tightened her grip, causing Xiao Jingfan to wince in pain. He raised his hand and grabbed Chu Liuzheng's wrist, his brow furrowing slightly. "Be careful. There's only one face like this in the world. What will you look at if you damage it?"

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

She was stunned by the emperor's narcissism.

However, looking at the devilishly beautiful face in front of him that had been squeezed out of shape by her, the person who was obsessed with appearances still subconsciously let go and even gently rubbed it.

Hmm... it would be a shame to crush it; the only decent thing about the tyrant is his face.

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

Doesn't she still have a good figure?
He subconsciously looked down at his chest, and Chu Liuzheng also looked up. His clothes were neither wrinkled nor dirty. What was the emperor looking at?
Thinking this way, she asked the question. Xiao Jingfan raised his head, cleared his throat, and said, "It's nothing."

"Oh." Chu Liuzheng raised his hand and poked his chest, steer the conversation back to the main topic, "Why are you going to all this trouble?"

“The Phoenix Maiden is ordained by Heaven.” Xiao Jingfan grasped that fair finger, raised it to his lips and kissed it. “She should naturally be the mother of the world.” The soft touch came from the fingertip, and Chu Liuzheng shrank back, but the emperor pulled her into his arms. His large hands encircled her slender waist, and delicate kisses fell on her reddened earlobe, moving down her body.

As her clothes loosened, a glimpse of white appeared between the dark bed curtains.

"Wait a minute." Chu Liuzheng, slightly out of breath, pressed down on one of the restless hands, his shimmering eyes looking at him. "If you continue, you will lose."

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

"Do you want to lose?" Chu Liuzheng leaned in and kissed his rosy lips, his face innocent, but his eyes held a hint of mischievous amusement.

[Hmph, serves you right for forcing things without consulting me first. Now you're suffering the consequences!]

Xiao Jingfan: ...A miscalculation!
"I'm hungry." As if oblivious to the emperor's tense state, Chu Liuzheng wrapped her arms around the emperor's neck and swayed gently, her voice sweet and innocent, "I want to eat roast duck."

“Alright.” His voice was slightly hoarse, and Xiao Jingfan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he called out, “Zhou Yuande, order the Imperial Kitchen to prepare a roast duck and send it over.”

A response came from outside the door, followed by the sound of Eunuch Zhou instructing a young eunuch to run errands.

The hall was silent, with only two breaths mingling.

A large, burning palm touched his lower back. Having achieved his goal, Chu Liuzheng glanced at the emperor's private parts, feeling that the fire had been stirred enough. He hurriedly fastened his belt, the shimmering white light completely concealing it.

She got up from the emperor. "I'll go get a glass of water—"

Before she could finish speaking, the emperor forcefully pulled her back into his arms, followed by a sharp pain in her lips.

[Hiss—the tyrant must be a dog!]

The sash she had just tied was untied by a large hand, and a warm, breathing sensation fell on her fair shoulder, tinged with red spots.

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

Oops! I went too far.

Inside the bed curtains, the temperature gradually rose.

The fabric rustled.

Suddenly, a familiar touch came from his hand. Chu Liuzheng shuddered, barely regaining some of the rationality that had been captivated by the beauty. His slender white fingers curled tightly together as he emphasized, "I want to eat roast duck."

"Just once," Xiao Jingfan coaxed softly, showering her with delicate kisses.

[Oh dear, that tyrant's voice...]

With a tingling, numb feeling in his ears, Chu Liuzheng vaguely agreed.

It was half an hour later before we finally got to eat the roast duck.

Alas! Beauty is so alluring, so captivating, it bewitches the heart, so captivating the heart, how could a tyrant have succeeded?

Chu Liuzheng, who was secretly pounding the table in her heart, was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back. She looked up and shot a wave of resentment at Xiao Jingfan, who was wrapping up roast duck for her.

The satiated Xiao Jingfan skillfully coaxed people, his worthless behavior making Zhou Gonggong unable to bear the sight. He quickly led his men out and waited outside the hall.

The delicious roast duck and the emperor's good attitude improved Chu Liuzheng's mood. She remembered that the topic had been forcibly veered off course halfway through her conversation and asked, "Why did you make such a big fuss?"

[That golden phoenix is ​​so big, anyone who didn't know better would think I was about to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.]

"How can we intimidate the officials if we don't do this?" Xiao Jingfan was very satisfied with the effect Yi Zhen had achieved, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"But I'm a fake." Chu Liuzheng wiped the sauce from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief, very worried. "I can't fulfill any of those wishes. What if I get exposed?"

How can I take on this difficult task if I don't have the necessary skills?

(End of this chapter)