Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

"The Emperor's will? How could our prince go against the Emperor's will when he was sleeping peacefully?"

"That's right! What kind of overbearing imperial decree is this? It explicitly stipulates that our prince cannot sleep or refuse guests?"

Faced with the envoy's anger, the generals guarding the gate pretended to be stupid and made jokes, with teasing eyes, as if they were watching a clown.

The envoy's fists trembled with anger. He stood in a stiff standoff with the general for several breaths before savagely waving his hand and saying, "Let's see how long your prince can hide!"

After saying this, he and his guards retreated to a street corner not far from the inn, but did not leave. He hid in the dark and waited for the opportunity.

Not long after, Su An walked out of the inn.

She was wearing a light yellow dress today, with her hair simply tied up, and a few strands of hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks, which made her already pretty face bright and refreshing, and looked full of vitality.

The messenger's gaze fixed on Su An for a moment, his eyes were extremely complicated, and there was a flash of hidden resentment.

Su An was still unaware that she was not alone. She was followed by the cook and servants from the inn. They worked together to carry the porridge bucket onto the cart and rushed to the porridge distribution point.

"Miss Su is giving porridge to the refugees again. She is truly kind-hearted. Quick, get some soldiers to accompany her and protect her."

Hearing this, Su An immediately smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, the porridge distribution point is right on the street, just around the corner. Besides, there are Jinzhou officials there to maintain order, so nothing will happen. The soldiers will stay at the inn to protect the prince."

The messenger might come to cause trouble for Fu Zhun at any time. He was just going to distribute some porridge, so there was no need to make such a big fuss.

After saying that, Su An did not delay any longer and led everyone in the inn to push the cart over.

There were many refugees stranded in Jinzhou. Su An had nothing to do during this period, so he would provide porridge to the refugees, and he was more diligent than the government.

So when she appeared, the nearby refugees cheered in unison.

"It's Miss Su! Miss Su is here! We can fill our stomachs again today!"

"Miss Su is our savior! In this chaotic world, she's the only one who still cares about us poor people..."

The porridge buckets on the car were emitting steam, and the fragrance filled the air. The refugees were bustling around and immediately lined up in a long queue at the porridge distribution point.

They were dressed in rags, with pale faces and skinny bodies, their eyes full of desire for food. The children were skinny, their little hands tightly grasping the corners of the adults' clothes, and their eyes looking at Su An were bright and full of expectation.

Su An's heart was softened by what she saw. She walked to the soup distribution point and immediately started to get busy.

"Everyone, don't be impatient. It's still the same old rules. The elderly and children come first to get the porridge, and the young and middle-aged people come later!"

As she spoke, she took the spoon handed to her by the waiter, scooped up a full spoonful of steaming rice porridge, and handed it to the white-haired old man in front of her, "Uncle, you go first."

Her tone was smiling and full of gentle concern. The old man took the porridge with trembling hands, tears in his eyes and trembling lips: "Girl, you are really a Bodhisattva descended to earth! Thank you, thank you so much!"

Su An's eyes curved, but before he could speak, the refugees queuing behind him rushed to make jokes:

"Uncle, you always cry every time you get porridge. It's the same thing after all. You might as well eat it quickly and then take a bowl back to your wife, so that Miss Su can save some trouble!"

Suddenly the old man's face turned red with shame, and he walked to the side and started eating amid the teasing of the crowd.

Su An couldn't help but smile even more brightly when he saw this, and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad."

The relaxed and happy atmosphere among the refugees is much better than when they first arrived and were hostile to each other and fighting!

Her efforts were not in vain!

But in the shadows not far away, the messenger watched all this coldly.

His exposed eyes looked even more sinister in the dim light. He looked at Su An, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a malicious sneer: "Humph, pretending, you will see what happens later."

He waved his hand, and with the guards behind him, he quickly bypassed the refugees and headed directly towards Su An.

Su An was still busy distributing porridge. It was so hot in late autumn that he was sweating profusely and had no time to look up.

Until suddenly, several shadows covered my eyes.

The messenger and his guards suddenly appeared, surrounding the entire soup kitchen like a ghost, "Catch them!"

Su An was completely unable to react before the guards grabbed his arms on both sides and carried him away.

"What's going on? You want to kidnap a girl in broad daylight?!" Su An's eyes suddenly widened, and he struggled hard in shock and anger.

This is utterly mad! Is this idiot messenger out of his mind? Why is he here? And how dare he act so lawlessly!

Especially when he met the envoy's venomous gaze, Su An's heart suddenly tightened to the extreme, and he used his toes to think about how miserable he would be if he was taken away!

"Go ahead and yell. Fu Zhun is not here. Let's see who can protect you this time!"

The messenger's mouth curled up into a deep and satisfied smile under his black scarf. He waved his hand and ordered the guards to take their people away.

This sudden scene made the refugees stunned at first, and then they reacted.

Who could stand the thought of their benefactor being arrested?!

In an instant, flames of anger burned in everyone's eyes!

A young refugee stood up, clenching his fists and blocking the messenger: "Who are you and why are you taking Miss Su away? Put her down!"

Other refugees also surrounded them, all glaring at them.

"Miss Su is a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. Why did you arrest her?"

"How abominable! Everyone, come together and rescue Miss Su!"

Accompanied by roars, everyone rushed towards the messenger and guards desperately, trying to take Su An out of the clutches of the devil.

The scene fell into chaos for a moment.

Although the refugees were thin, they had carried the love that Su An had given them for so many days, and at this moment, there was only the determination to protect Su An in their eyes.

They used simple wooden sticks and stones as weapons, waving them at the guards. The old man raised his wooden cane and hit a guard, "You can't take Miss Su away! She's a good person! She's a good person!"

Even the children were throwing pebbles, their faces flushed red and their eyes full of anger.

The envoy was furious when he saw this. He never dreamed that these refugees, who were as thin as ants, would dare to resist!

"You are a bunch of ignorant untouchables!"

He roared angrily and swung the soft sword in his hand violently. With a flash of cold light, the young refugee who was rushing in the front fell to the ground instantly, and blood gushed out from his chest.

The young refugee opened his eyes wide, with resentment and anger still lingering in them. He opened his mouth with difficulty but could no longer speak.

"this!"

The messenger's move of killing the chicken to scare the monkey made the scene quiet in an instant, and the air seemed to be filled with the breath of death.