420. Chapter 420 Is the tyrant crazy?



Chapter 420 Is the tyrant crazy?

His Majesty the Emperor angrily threw aside the door curtain and walked in. Zhou Yuande stood at the door with his chubby body, like a door god, waving his hands to signal others to stay away and not listen.

In the tent, Chu Liuzheng was disgusted by the smell of alcohol on his clothes and wanted to change them. However, just as he took off his clothes, the emperor rushed in.

【Frog fun! 】

She hurriedly gathered her clothes and stared at the uninvited guest with wide eyes.

【Knock on the door, bastard! 】

Xiao Jingfan hadn't expected to see this scene. He quickly turned around and cleared his throat awkwardly, "Why didn't you tell me you were changing clothes?"

Chu Liuzheng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

[I didn't know you were coming! Who can I blame? ]

She put on her clothes as quickly as possible, lowered her head to check that everything was in order, and smoothed her hair with her hand. When she felt that she was fit to meet people, she spoke: "Why do you come here at this time? What do you want me to do?"

Xiao Jingfan then turned around, his eyes swept over her, and frowned: "These clothes are not the ones Zhou Yuande bought."

[Of course not. Eunuch Zhou only wants to buy expensive and good things. How could I afford to buy something so expensive myself?]

The clothes Chu Liuzheng was wearing were bought at the clothing store when she first learned of the emperor's feelings for her. Later, she figured it out and stopped feeling awkward, so she started wearing a mix of the clothes Zhou Yuande had ordered her to wear and the ones she had bought herself, never wearing them twice.

Everyone was on edge before, and no one paid attention to what she was wearing. Now that Xiao Jingfan suddenly asked, Chu Liuzheng was stunned for a moment, looking down, puzzled: "It doesn't fit?"

I haven't gained weight either.

Hearing this, Xiao Jingfan's fingers on the folding fan moved slightly, thinking of the slender waist he held in his palm last night. He thought to himself that this woman not only didn't gain weight, but seemed to be a little thinner than when she left the palace.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat again and walked to the low table and sat down. "Pour the tea."

Chu Liuzheng:? ?

[You rushed over to my place so early in the morning to drink tea. Are you okay, Tyrant?]

Complaining in her heart, she went to pick up the teapot, but when she touched the cold pot body, she remembered that she had just got up and hadn't even been to the kitchen, so where did the hot tea come from?

"The tea is left over from the night before. I will go boil some water and make some tea."

"No, just drink this."

Xiao Jingfan urgently needed cold tea to calm down his anger, so he drank three cups in a row.

Chu Liuzheng felt more and more that the emperor was ill, and he really wanted to grab Doctor Feng to come and see the emperor. Could it be that he accidentally ate something sick last night?

Xiao Jingfan put down his teacup and looked up at her: "You drank too much last night. Did you have a headache when you woke up?"

Chu Liuzheng: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The wine is not strong, so I don't feel any headache."

"Hmm." Xiao Jingfan replied softly, holding his folding fan and pointing at the seat opposite him. His face was cold, and he held the posture of a three-court trial by himself. "Sit down."

Chu Liuzheng was shocked and doubtful. He sat down in confusion, staring at the emperor blankly.

【What's the big deal? 】

[A knighthood?]

[That's not right. Didn't the tyrant say that the matter of conferring a title would be discussed after returning to the capital?]

Her mind was full of chaotic thoughts when she heard the person opposite her ask a question that was so unexpected that it made her drop her jaw. She suspected she had misheard and stared at the emperor blankly, "What did you just say?"

Xiao Jingfan repeated with a cold face: "Where is that young man called Mozi?"

Chu Liuzheng:!!!

A terrifying guess flashed through her mind.

[Holy shit! Was that last night not a dream? I didn't order the mold, but instead used the tyrant as a mold and pounced on him?]

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Liuzheng immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and thought vaguely:

[Chu Liuzheng, ah Chu Liuzheng, you're so bold! You actually dared to pounce on the tyrant and even wanted to see his abs. You're so bold!]

Xiao Jingfan raised his eyebrows secretly.

His Majesty the Emperor actually doesn't mind Chu Liuzheng having this audacity, or rather, he allows Chu Liuzheng to have this audacity.

However, he kept asking, "Who is the mold?"

[The mold-making was all from a past life. How can I explain this? Even if I explain, the tyrant won't believe it.]

"Haha." Chu Liuzheng grinned dryly, choosing to play dumb. "What mold? Is it a mold for making pastries?"

Xiao Jingfan narrowed his eyes: "What do you think?"

Chu Liuzheng shuddered: There is murderous intent!

Her smile became drier. "I don't know. Please tell me clearly."

Xiao Jingfan actually made it clear. He recounted the entirety of what Chu Liuzheng had done last night after getting drunk, emphasizing Chu Liuzheng's audacity.

Chu Liuzheng's mind raced with exclamation points, and she felt numb. She clenched her hands tightly, staring at the ground, desperately wanting to find a crack in the earth to crawl into.

Xiao Jingfan knocked the top of his folding fan on the table. "How do you think I should deal with you?"

Chu Liuzheng: "Demoted from the palace?"

"Hmm?" Xiao Jingfan glared at Chu Liuzheng, who instantly became obedient, standing up and kneeling. "This humble servant has committed an act of disrespect, using low status to offend a respected person. I beg Your Majesty to punish me."

[Alas! Drinking ruined things! I will definitely not drink so much again!]

"Don't kneel so easily next time." Xiao Jingfan opened and closed his folding fan, his expression unrecognizable, "Come here."

Chu Liuzheng stood up and walked over, but before he could stand firmly, he was pulled into a strong embrace.

Chu Liuzheng: “…”

Here we go again!!

She pressed Xiao Jingfan's shoulders and was about to get up.

But she was led back by the hand around her waist. Xiao Jingfan stroked her untied long hair, his voice low and gentler than usual, even with a hint of tenderness, "After we return to the capital, I will promote you to the title of Imperial Concubine. How about it? The title will be... Hui, Imperial Concubine Hui."

After hearing this, Chu Liuzheng was so shocked that his mind couldn't work. His whole body was as stiff as a stick, and his eyes were staring straight at Xiao Jingfan.

[Holy shit! Is this tyrant crazy? He made a little palace maid, who has no power, no influence, no family background, and no connections, a concubine. Is this because he thinks I can't die soon enough, or that my family lives too long, or does he want everyone in the world to call me a scoundrel concubine who brings disaster to the country?]

[Wait a minute! Is the tyrant testing me? I remember in TV dramas, the emperor used his position to test the ambitions of the women in his harem. Is the tyrant doing the same thing?]

"That's not right. The emperor is wary of the power of his concubine's family. A tyrant can't be wary of my grocery store, right?"

[Eh? Wait! Who the hell wants to stay in the palace and fight with countless women for a man as a resentful concubine? Isn't it better for him to be single? Even if I were to marry, I wouldn't choose a man with three harems and six courtyards, even if he was so handsome that it infuriated everyone!]

Chu Liuzheng felt so exhausted that he wanted to die just thinking about being forced to stay in the palace and being involved in various struggles every day.

[Wuwuwu! Why did this happen to me? There are so many palace maids who want to climb into the dragon bed, why did they have to catch me, the one who doesn't want to climb into the dragon bed?]

【Ahhhh!! Tyrant, please kill me!!】

A chaotic stream of thoughts flooded into Xiao Jingfan's mind, and his smiling face completely darkened. He tightened his grip on Chu Liuzheng's arm, almost wanting to strangle him to death. "Are you really that unwilling?"

He offered her the position of Imperial Concubine, what woman in the world wouldn't want it? Only this woman took advantage of his affection and didn't know what was good for her!

(End of this chapter)

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