I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 234: Not as Good as a Donkey

Chu Liuzheng brought tea into the hall and placed the white porcelain teacup and a plate of rose silver thread scrolls on the desk.

Xiao Jingfan had just finished reviewing a memorial. He glanced at Chu Liuzheng and was startled. "Is your hand healed?"

Chu Liuzheng was about to bow and leave when she heard this question. She lowered her head and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. My hands are fine now."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingfan put down his red brush and raised his chin to her, "Lift it up so I can see it."

Chu Liuzheng:?

She placed the tray on the desk and raised her hands as instructed.

Xiao Jingfan looked closely and saw that the hands in front of him were smooth and white, without any scars at all.

He was secretly satisfied. He reached out to pick up the teacup and smelled the fragrance of osmanthus before he drank it. However, the tea in the cup was light yellow and there was no osmanthus.

Take a sip, the sweet osmanthus fragrance has just the right amount of sweetness, very refreshing.

Xiao Jingfan drank half a cup without realizing it and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

Chu Liuzheng: "To reply to your Majesty, this is osmanthus dew."

Xiao Jingfan nodded, thinking that it was no wonder that there was such a strong scent of osmanthus, but it tasted a little different from the osmanthus tea he had drunk before.

He asked, “What’s the explanation?”

Chu Liuzheng blinked. Was it because she hadn't been to work for too long? How could she remember that the tyrant never cared about these things before?

Although she was puzzled, she answered politely: "In reply to your Majesty, I heard from Eunuch Zhou that your Majesty's spleen and stomach have been upset recently and he has no appetite. Suddenly I remembered that I had read in a book that osmanthus dew is pungent and warm in nature, fragrant and refreshing in smell, and has the effects of relieving wind and heat, invigorating the spleen and appetite, and calming the liver and regulating qi.

So I went to the Imperial Hospital to get some osmanthus flowers that were harvested last September, and made this osmanthus dew according to the ancient method.

"It's really good." Maybe it was the effect of the osmanthus dew, but Xiao Jingfan felt a little hungry. He reached out and took a piece of rose silver roll from the plate and ate it.

When you take a bite, it's crispy and crunchy, hollow, with no filling.

He stared at the gap left by the bite, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

How did he remember that there was filling?

Seeing the emperor staring at the half-empty rose silver scroll in his hand, Chu Liuzheng suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly, "When I went to the Imperial Hospital, I asked the doctor on duty, Zhuang, who said that people with poor spleen and stomach should eat less sweets, so I specifically told the chef in the imperial kitchen not to put stuffing in the desserts."

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

Seeing that he seemed unhappy, Chu Liuzheng immediately knelt down and said, "I acted on my own initiative, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

[嘤! I wanted to leave a good impression on my boss on my first day back at work, but I haven’t been to work for so long that I think I overdid it. I should have just prepared osmanthus extract.]

She secretly regretted it and prayed silently that she would not be punished on the first day, as that would be too embarrassing.

good impression?
Xiao Jingfan secretly raised his eyebrows, looked at her for a moment, put the remaining half of the rose silver roll into his mouth, and ate it slowly before saying, "Get up."

Chu Liuzheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

Xiao Jingfan picked up the teacup, drank the remaining half of the osmanthus dew, and handed it to her, "Add another one."

[It seems that the tyrant is quite satisfied with the osmanthus dew. ]

Chu Liuzheng finally put his heart at ease and returned to the tea room with the tray.

Chen Xing was guarding the stove, his chin resting on his hands, his eyes unfocused, and no one knew where his mind was wandering.

Chu Liuzheng reached out and patted her shoulder. "The water is about to boil away. What are you thinking about?"

"Ah, I'll add water right away." Chen Xing came back to his senses and scooped spring water into the teapot.

Chu Liuzheng placed the tray on the table, put the small copper pot filled with osmanthus extract on another small stove, and when it was six-tenths hot, he took it off the stove and poured it into the white porcelain teacup.

The hot air is thick and the fragrance of osmanthus slowly spreads.

"It smells so good." Chen Xing sniffed and came closer, "Sister, does His Majesty like to drink it?"

"Not bad." Chu Liuzheng covered the tea bowl and said to her, "Keep an eye on the stove. When it boils, take it off the stove to prevent it from drying out again."

"Okay." Chen Xing agreed, watched Chu Liuzheng go out, and then sat in front of the stove in a daze.

It was late at night and the only sound in Wenhua Hall was the slight rustling of brushes hitting paper.

The flickering candlelight made people drowsy.

Chu Liuzheng turned his back, covered his mouth and yawned slightly, missing his little bed very much.

Zhou Yuande glanced at her, as if to say, do you want to be beaten for yawning in front of the emperor?

Chu Liuzheng was so sleepy that she forgot that there was a eunuch standing beside her. She calmly twisted her arm, and the pain made her sleepiness disappear, and her eyelids stopped drooping. She stole a glance at the emperor and found that he was in high spirits. He was reviewing memorials with a sense of déjà vu as if he was on drugs, and he was getting more and more energetic.

She sighed silently.

[You are indeed a career tyrant. You sleep less, eat less, and work more. Even a donkey pulling a millstone cannot endure as long as you. ]

donkey?!

Xiao Jingfan wrote a heavy stroke.

Comparing him to a donkey, does this woman not want her head anymore?
[No, how can I compare a tyrant to a donkey? ]

Xiao Jingfan: You're smart!

[When a donkey works, it has to tie a carrot in front of it to hang it, but the tyrant doesn't need to. He works hard all by himself, and also pulls the civil and military officials to work with him. Brother Donkey says he can't compare.]

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

Chu Liuzheng withdrew his gaze and skillfully opened the system to fish.

[I'd better eat melon, this gold...]

Xiao Jingfan suddenly coughed lightly, causing everyone in the hall to look at him. Chu Liuzheng was no exception, and was full of anticipation.

[Can I get off work now? ]

get off work?

Humph, don’t even think about it!

Xiao Jingfan looked at her expressionlessly, "Come here."

Chu Liuzheng immediately turned to look at the eunuch beside her, but Zhou Yuande had already slipped away three steps away and turned back to smile at her in a friendly manner.

Chu Liuzheng: “…”

There is something I don’t know whether I should say or not.

She walked to the desk and bowed, "What do you want, Your Majesty?"

[There's still so much ink left in the inkstone, you won't ask me to grind the ink, right? ]

She was just feeling anxious when she saw Xiao Jingfan pointing at the memorials he had reviewed, "Move these to the desk in the side hall."

Looking at the piles of memorials on the floor and desk, Chu Liuzheng's eyes twitched.

Since when did palace maids serving tea have to do hard labor?

Xiao Jingfan glanced at her: "Still not moving?"

"I obey your command." Chu Liuzheng bowed and resigned himself to starting to move the memorials.

The memorials were stacked up, and at most ten could be moved at a time without falling. Chu Liuzheng roughly counted the number of memorials and refused to calculate how many trips he had to make.

[Ahhhh!!! Damn tyrant!!!]

She cursed in her heart but continued to move obediently.

Zhou Yuande and others watched her going in and out, running back and forth. Xiao Anzi wanted to go over to help, and asked Zhou Yuande to hold back.

He glared at his apprentice: You have no manners, you went just because His Majesty called you, are you trying to save your life?
Xiao Anzi had no choice but to give Chu Liuzheng an apologetic look.

Chu Liuzheng smiled at him indifferently.

[It's just a matter of moving things a few more times. I'll just consider it as exercise.]

She walked quite fast at the beginning, thinking that she could finish moving as soon as possible. But after five or six trips, her lazy nature was exposed. Anyway, she couldn't finish moving in a short time, so she just moved slowly.

She put the memorials piled on the ground into her arms one by one.

[I seemed to have caught sight of Jinshan just now, but now that Tyrant has interrupted me, I don’t know if I’ll be able to find it again in the near future.]

Xiao Jingfan:!!!

[Forget it. Even if I find the gold mountain, it won’t belong to me. I won’t worry about it.]

Chu Liuzheng stood up holding the six memorials and walked towards the side hall.

Looking at her slender back, Xiao Jingfan wanted to go back five quarters of an hour and give himself a beating for giving the order.

Isn't it just worse than a donkey? Can't you just be patient?