Chapter 268 Jingfeng

Chiu Chiu has become withdrawn.

The main manifestation of this is that nothing tastes good to her anymore.

Her innocence is proven!

The chubby orange cat hesitated before approaching Chiu Chiu, meowing softly.

Actually, it didn't see anything at all...

And what does it matter if we're all girls!

The chubby orange cat decided to take the initiative to defuse the awkward situation and took the first step to break the ice: "Meow!" Little fish, someone is paying to save your fish life!

Chirp glared at the cat in front of her, looking down on it: "You've ruined my reputation, and you still dare to let your army of cats kill me?"

My dear friend, are you going to kill me?

Fu Ning & Lu Diandian: "Huh?!"

Sensing danger, the chubby orange cat instinctively took a few steps back, then jumped up and punched Chiu Chiu, "Ouch!"

Why would it kill baby fish for no reason?! Can sashimi be as delicious as a royal chef's stewed fish without salt, topped with all sorts of cat-specific treats?

It knows whether it's full at one meal or full at every other meal.

not to mention……

The chubby orange cat retracted its paw and poked Qiuqiu's belly, "Meow..."

Too much oil...

Chuchu sucked in her stomach and felt that her feud with Little Fatty Orange had gotten even bigger.

After being punished by the chubby orange cat, the little chick finally behaved itself, and the three little ones squatted down in a row, listening to the royal cat's lecture with a wronged expression.

Brother Goose: I already told you not to mess with that strong cat!

Because it's truly strong!

Little Fatty Orange announced something very important. Due to species isolation, the message will be relayed mainly by Chirp.

Chirping sadly gazes at the sky: [Someone is offering money to buy my fish life.]

Our net worth has increased dramatically!

She asked a question that was currently of utmost concern: "How much... money?"

Little Fatty Orange is a freeloader; he has no idea how much money people have. But the baby fish that need his personal protection must be very valuable.

It gestured wildly, then meowed seriously, "Lots and lots of money!"

Fu Ning and Lu Diandian understood that the chicks were very valuable.

The valuable chick trembled, "Who?"

Who on earth would do such a terrible thing to cute little Chuchu?!

Chirp: 【(σ;*Д*)σ Death penalty! Find him and have Thirteen kill him!】

Fu Ning raised his small peach wood sword and stabbed twice, shouting, "Kill him!"

Lu Diandian: "Princess, where did you get this weapon?!"

Upon hearing the word "sharp weapon," the palace maids and eunuchs froze as if they had been struck by lightning. The head maid serving beside her glanced at him, then calmly looked away, saying, "Go about your business."

It's a tiny peach wood sword, about the length of a finger, that wouldn't even hurt if it pricked or scratched the princess. As long as the princess doesn't poke it in her eyes, she'll be fine.

Little Fatty Orange didn't know who wanted to kill Chiu Chiu either; it only found out from its godmother. It knew nothing about anything else.

Rolling its eyes like that, what's the point of having it!

The chubby orange cat tucked its head into its front paws to hide its embarrassment. Even the all-powerful Royal Cat had things it didn't know!

Suddenly, Jiu Jiu stood up, her back to the door, and the sunlight shone on Jiu Jiu's head, creating a golden glow.

"I know."

Lu Diandian became interested: "Who? How did you know?"

Chiu-Chiu doesn't know yet, but she'll find out soon. She's going to buy pastries now.

Of course, buying pastries was just a pretense; in reality, she was going to deliver a message!

After all, she is the only owner of Chunfeng Tower!

The pastry shops in the capital were the only place where Qiuqiu could pass messages. She didn't know exactly how to do it, but she could just wander around with a note and the message would get out.

Fu Ning and Lu Diandian waited in the carriage, while Little Fatty escorted Qiu Qiu to wander around in front of the pastry shop. Following past experience, Qiu Qiu circled around three times, then patted her pockets, "Let's go."

The chubby orange cat was shocked, its eyes wide with surprise. It had watched the note being placed in the cat's pouch, and it hadn't left the room the entire time—how could it be empty?

It refused to believe it and pulled off Chiu Chiu's pouch, painstakingly tearing it open with its little cat teeth to make sure it was empty. After confirming that it was empty, the cat stopped moving.

There's a ghost!

The orange cat's fur stood on end, looking like a ball. I patted its head to soothe it.

[This guy calls himself the boss? That's all the guts he has? I have tons of talented people around me!]

At this moment, Little Fatty Orange wanted to call Chiu Chiu "boss".

Chirp's strength is terrifying!

Chuchu: I really got to show off this time!

The little bundle of joy was beaming with pride, walking with a swagger. But after a few triumphant steps, someone grabbed the scruff of her neck. "Don't go yet!"

The man's gritted teeth rang in Qiuqiu's ears. She subconsciously turned around, and just one glance was enough to terrify her.

[Mom, there's a ghost!]

Little Fatty Orange: "Meow meow meow?" What? Is there really a ghost?

But it thought, "This cute little boy can't be a ghost!"

Jingfeng squatted down to be at eye level with Qiuqiu, waved a piece of paper in front of her, and mercilessly criticized the little dumpling: "Your handwriting is so ugly!"

Chirp: "!!!"

How did her note end up in Jing Feng's hands, and isn't he already dead?

Pretending to be dead?

Jingfeng tapped Qiuqiu's forehead. "Little thing, do you know the old saying, 'A scourge lives on for a thousand years'? I won't die so easily!"

Chiu Chiu figured Jing Feng's education level probably wasn't very high, otherwise he wouldn't have used such a word to describe himself. Someone like him dared to mock her ugly handwriting?

Wait a minute... she can't write either!

Oh, he's making fun of Sister Dot's ugly handwriting!

Then it's alright.

Chiu Chiu accepted Jing Feng's ridicule without flinching, hands on her hips with an unreasonable air of "What can you do to me?"

Jingfeng couldn't really do anything to Qiuqiu, so he just pinched her round little face and asked her, "What do you want me to investigate for you this time? Is the dog on East Street missing or the cat on West Street gone?"

It's utterly humiliating that the former deputy owner of Chunfeng Tower can now live in anonymity in this pastry shop, doing nothing but checking the fate of cats and dogs in the capital every day!

"Seriously!" Chuchu corrected him, "This is a big deal!"

Jingfeng hesitated, "There aren't any persimmons for sale at this time of year. How about Fuping hanging persimmons?"

"Die!" Chirp stomped her chubby little foot. How could she be joking at such a serious time? If she had been any slower, she might have become fertilizer under the persimmon tree.

"Persimmon? Is that it?" Jing Feng understood. He would go to Fuping right away.

Seeing his dashing figure as he turned around, Qiuqiu knew he definitely didn't understand. She rushed forward and hugged Jingfeng's leg like a heavy weight.

Come with me, let's find someone who can talk.

Little Fatty Orange stepped forward and tugged at Jingfeng's sleeve, leading him towards the carriage, where the translator, Dian Dian, was already inside.

Jingfeng yelled, "Hey, hey, hey, don't tear my clothes apart! I'm broke right now!"

Little Fatty Orange: I'll give you ten items in return!

Jing Feng sat aggrievedly in the carriage, surrounded by three little girls. "What exactly do you want?"

After gesturing wildly, Chuchu said, "Someone wants to kill Chuchu."

"Hiring someone to kill!"

A flash of light appeared before the three children's eyes, and they were so frightened that they couldn't move. Upon closer inspection, they realized that Jing Feng had pulled out a flexible, soft sword from somewhere.

Just moments ago, Jing Feng was all smiles and jokes like a friendly neighbor, but suddenly he turned fierce, his menacing aura making people afraid to approach him: "Which blind fool dares to hurt the master of our Spring Breeze Pavilion? Do you really think I, Jing Feng, am dead?!"

"Don't move, I'm going to chop off your heads!"

Lu Diandian covered her ears: "This is not something I can hear."

Fu Ning's eyes sparkled: "Cool~"

Chiu Chiu stared blankly: [He meant chopping off heads, not buying oranges, right?]

Little Fatty Orange: They're all sick!