Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

Fu Zhun frowned in restraint, enduring the pain of the wound contraction. Looking at Su An's panicked appearance, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Why are you panicking? I'm glad you're okay."

Su An, however, could not be happy, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Thanks to the prince's selfless protection, I am safe and sound without any injury."

She wanted to help Fu Zhun stop the bleeding better, but at this time, He Cheng staggered to his feet again.

He picked up the sword again, his face livid as he walked forward, looking at Fu Zhun with a sinister and provocative expression: "Prince of Zhenbei, don't be stubborn! This woman is a demon. I will kill her today to prevent future troubles!"

"If you continue to stop me, you will be colluding with the evil spirits. Don't forget your noble status as the King of Zhenbei!"

Having said that, the sword he was holding was already pointed at Su An.

Fu Zhun raised his head slightly, his cold eyes shooting straight at He Cheng like cold stars. "Whether Su An is a demon or not, I have my own conclusion in my heart. But you are unscrupulous and act presumptuously, so I will take you down."

As he spoke, his dark eyes were stern as he forced himself to stand up.

Seeing this, Su An reached out without hesitation and pressed Fu Zhun's shoulder hard to stop him from moving. "Don't be impulsive. It's not worth it for such a sinister, despicable and shameless villain!"

These words made He Cheng even angrier. He sneered and thrust his sword straight at Su An. "The King of Zhenbei has been deceived. I will enforce justice on His Majesty's behalf and slay the demon!"

"Su An, go to hell!"

But just as the long sword flew towards his face, Su An said in a cold voice: "Okay, kill me, and no one in this world will know how to bring Su An back!"

With a "hum", the sword suddenly stopped above her head, followed by a look of disbelief from He Cheng.

"What did you say?!"

Su An looked at his shocked and surprised expression and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He became sentimental after the person died, and I'm afraid the original owner would feel unlucky.

"Don't lie to me, tell me what the method is! Otherwise I will make sure you die without a complete corpse!" He Cheng's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he almost roared out loud.

"The solution is..." Su An pulled her lips with a forced smile. Under He Cheng's anxious gaze, she sneered: "You go to hell and apologize to her in person!"

"you--!"

He Cheng realized that he had been fooled, his face instantly turned furious, and he was so angry that he wanted to chop at Su An.

But Su An looked behind him, and saw An Yi's figure taking advantage of the time she had delayed and successfully reached the beam of the house.

Seeing the opportunity, he suddenly landed behind He Cheng, blocking his arm with one hand and stabbing He Cheng's lower abdomen with a dagger in the other.

"Ah!" He Cheng was so angry that he never expected someone to attack him by surprise. He dropped his sword just as he raised it high, and he quickly retreated while covering his abdomen.

"Bitch, you deserve to die!"

"Come on, all of you, come on together!"

The royal guards heard He Cheng's roar, then reacted and instantly killed An Yi.

The already chaotic scene suddenly erupted into a fight between the two sides, and it was impossible to tell who was who. The An Si and An Wu on the beams looked at each other and quickly landed next to Fu Zhun and Su An.

An Si nimbly helped Fu Zhun up, while An Wu grabbed Su An's wrist and said, "Your Highness, Miss Su, let's climb over the wall in the backyard to the clinic and take shelter for a while!"

Su An nodded anxiously. She had just seen the secret guards sneaking in, so she was delaying time to create an opportunity, and it actually worked.

However, she looked around the crowd worriedly, wondering if her family was safe.

"Don't worry, Miss Su. Your family members have been taken away under protection!"

After hearing this, Su An finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the four of them immediately went to the backyard wall.

An Si and An Wu cooperated well, one helping and the other lifting, helping Fu Zhun and Su An climb over the wall and land steadily in the yard of the clinic next door.

This large movement made it difficult for Fu Zhun to suppress the severe pain from the spasms in his wound. Cold sweat oozed from his temples and he groaned.

"Fu Zhun!" Su An held him in her arms out of heartache, her eyes slightly wet.

"I'll call Dr. Xie, and you guys take the prince back to his room first!" An Si said as he glared at Su An, his eyes full of "it's all her fault", and then flew away.

Su An felt his throat was sore and astringent, and he was choked and unable to speak. He and An Wu each supported Fu Zhun back to the room.

Fu Zhun leaned heavily on them, his steps unsteady, and when he stood up, his tall figure was almost dragged forward.

He forced himself to stay conscious and glanced around, only breathing a sigh of relief when he was sure it was safe.

"Sorry, I'm late. Fortunately, you are safe." Fu Zhun spoke hoarsely through his pale lips, and there was even a hint of self-blame in his tone.

Su An could naturally tell that he was talking to her. Her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but raise her voice: "Why are you apologizing to me? This is not your business, and it's not your fault!"

"You're just a huge idiot!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun's lips curled up slightly, and he became weak and stopped talking.

Su An also shut her mouth and anxiously sent Fu Zhun into the room, but the next moment she was stunned.

Sitting on the bed in Fu Zhun's room was a woman he had never seen before.

The woman was wearing a gorgeous brocade dress that perfectly outlined her slender waist. Her long, shiny black hair fell behind her, making her face look delicate and beautiful. Her red lips were like fire, and her eyebrows and eyes seemed to carry an innate pride.

She is……

Su An was unable to recover and froze in place.

Just looking at the woman's quietly waiting appearance, obviously waiting for Fu Zhun, her mind suddenly popped up the words of apology that Fu Zhun had just said to her.

It turned out that Fu Zhun's previous apology was because of this woman. With her around, it was no wonder he said he was late.

"Oh my God, my Lord!"

When she saw Fu Zhun being supported in, his legs covered in blood and his handsome face pale, the woman suddenly screamed in fright, took light steps forward, and quickly took Fu Zhun from Su An's hands.

"What the hell is going on? I just went out for a while...Where's Xie Qingfeng? Go call someone over!"

Su An was pushed to the door and watched the woman take Fu Zhun naturally with that familiar posture. She felt like a pot of mixed feelings in her heart.

"Here it comes, our troublesome prince is injured again, right?"

At this time, Xie Qingfeng hurried over, cursing as he ran straight to the bed.

He quickly glanced at Fu Zhun's wound, frowning, "The sword wound is very deep. Did the other party kill him? What a sin!"

"Alright, stop standing here. You're in the way. Go out and close the door quickly. Don't delay my treatment!"

Upon hearing this, the woman clenched her fair, soft hands, knitted her brows tightly, and said, "You treat him well. I want to stay here and watch over him personally."

After saying that, she looked at Su An at the door with her beautiful eyes and narrowed them.

"Everyone, please close the door and leave!"