Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

Fu Zhun had never been on guard against her, and in a moment of carelessness, he and his wheelchair were crushed to the ground.

"Die, die..."

There was no emotion on Su An's face, like a puppet being controlled. The dagger in his hand suddenly increased in strength, and it was only two fingers away from piercing Fu Zhun's eyes.

"Su An, wake up!"

No matter how he shouted, Su An seemed to have no mind, and the sound of the flute became more and more intense.

In desperation, Fu Zhun controlled his strength and chopped at her neck with his knife.

Su An immediately groaned, and then his body fell limply to the ground.

Fu Zhun put one arm around her slender waist and noticed that the carriage was slowly slowing down. He was afraid that Jian Yi was also confused by the sound of the flute and could not move for the time being.

His anger grew stronger, and he sneered, "An Yi, follow the sound of the flute and hunt down Mudan!"

"Yes!"

A voice of receiving orders was faintly heard in the darkness, and it quickly flew away.

At this time, Mudan, who was hiding in the alley, was still staring at the movements of the carriage.

Seeing Jian Yi also caught in the struggle, the viciousness in her eyes became even stronger, and she was determined to wait for Su An to succeed in the assassination.

But unexpectedly, when she was concentrating on playing the flute, she suddenly felt a murderous intent coming from above her head.

"Who?!"

She was horrified and quickly rolled over to avoid the stab, but she was also stabbed in the shoulder, leaving a deep, heart-wrenching bloody mark.

An Yi landed silently without saying anything, and attacked Mudan mercilessly according to orders.

"The prince's secret guards, you flies are following us!"

Mudan couldn't help but curse sharply, then she made a quick decision and turned around to run away.

"Hmph, a fearless struggle."

In An Yi's eyes, the seriously injured Mudan was a definite kill.

With almost no effort, he scratched a few more bloody marks on Mudan's body.

"Pfft!"

Mudan coughed up blood violently. Looking at An Yi chasing after her, she knew she couldn't escape, so she gritted her teeth, rushed to the front of the carriage with all her strength, and knelt down exhausted.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to serve you. I hope you will show me mercy and spare me!"

As the saying goes, a man of insight is a hero. She doesn't want to die!

An caught up with her in the blink of an eye and put his sword to her throat.

As long as the prince gives the order, he can take her head at any time.

"My Lord, how should we deal with this?"

A cold murderous intent emanated from the carriage, and Fu Zhun's voice, laced with hostility, could be heard: "You are nothing but a rat in the gutter. Why should I need your service?"

"Kill him."

Hearing this, Mudan's pupils suddenly constricted. The fear of impending death made her shout at all costs, "Wait, Your Majesty, please listen to what I have to say!"

"I am naturally a nobody in front of the prince, but I am also the leader of the shadow guards here. Everything I do is in accordance with your majesty's orders!"

"Your Majesty is always paying attention to the situation here, and he is keeping an eye on Su An. If I die and the news gets back to the palace, I'm afraid His Majesty will be even more furious, putting Su An in even greater danger!"

"Why not spare my life and fool His Majesty, then Su An will be safer for a while!"

Mudan's blood was boiling, but she didn't dare to faint. She spoke all these words in one breath around Su An.

She knew that even if Fu Zhun didn't do it for himself, he would definitely consider it for Su An.

As expected, the atmosphere in the carriage grew increasingly cold and fierce, but it fell into silence.

After a while, Fu Zhun said in a low voice: "Then as you said, I will spare your life."

Mudan was instantly overjoyed and couldn't help but feel lucky that she changed sides so quickly.

Just like Xu Datong, the fence-sitter, although he deserves to die, he is really useful!

"I thank you for sparing my life, Your Majesty. From now on, I will follow you faithfully and unwaveringly, even if it means death!"

Hearing this, Fu Zhun did not answer, but only sneered contemptuously: "An Yi."

"Feed her with poison."

what?

Mudan was startled and had no time to react before An Yi quickly pinched her chin and stuffed a bitter poison into her mouth, which melted in her mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

She covered her throat, and a pitiful gleam of tears welled up in her charming eyes.

But remembering that Fu Zhun couldn't see, she had to bite her lip and give up.

"Your Highness... what is the meaning of this poison?"

"The poison will dissolve once a month. If you dare to change your mind, your intestines will be pierced and you will die."

The coldness and ruthlessness in that voice made her heart skip a beat, and all her ulterior motives were completely extinguished.

"How dare I? From now on, I will follow your lead..."

"Go back to the clinic!"

……

“Fu Zhun… Fu Zhun!”

Su An's voice was hoarse. She dreamed again and again that she had killed Fu Zhunshi. She finally opened her eyes suddenly, and cold sweat kept dripping from her forehead.

Her head felt like it was about to explode. She looked up hesitantly, and it took her a long time to react, gasping for breath.

What's going on? Is this a clinic? Is this another dream?

Countless dreams within dreams, but without exception, Fu Zhun fell in front of her!

Could it be that this time too——

"Fu Zhun..."

Tears welled up in her eyes for the umpteenth time as she struggled to get up, her eyes searching for that figure in panic.

"What are you calling me? Why does it feel like a long time since we last met?"

Suddenly, an impatient voice next to him finally couldn't help but burst out.

Xie Qingfeng came over with a dark face, holding the freshly poured medicine in his hand. He became annoyed when he saw Su An's stupid look.

"You keep nagging about the master. I'm about to get calluses from hearing you yell until your voice isn't hoarse!"

"Thank you, thank you, Doctor?"

Su An rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and stared at Xie Qingfeng through his misty tears.

"Is this a dream, or..."

"No, where is Fu Zhun?"

Xie Qingfeng couldn't stand it anymore, and angrily put the bowl on the table, "Someone come, quickly!"

"Bring in her Fu Zhun!"

There seemed to be a figure leaving in the dark.

Soon, Fu Zhun came into the house pushing a wheelchair.

His face, which was as stern as an ink painting, with long eyebrows and fine eyes, softened a lot when he saw Su An.

"You finally woke up."

"You..." Su An's eyes felt sore, and his heart was filled with pain, not knowing whether he was happy or depressed.

She staggered over, stumbling and falling, and finally caught Fu Zhun. Tears fell from her eyes and she caressed him with some trembling.

"Alive! Talking!"

"You are really Fu Zhun, you finally didn't die this time!"

Staring at the living man in front of him, Su An couldn't help but sob out loud and fell headfirst into his strongly beating chest.

Fu Zhun felt a large area of ​​his clothes wet in an instant, and the warmth flowed into his heart.

He raised his hand and stroked Su An's crying and shaking head, and couldn't help laughing: "I must be alive, those nightmares are over."

Su An hugged him tightly with both hands, feeling his real body temperature and breath, and she really wanted to cry to death.

Nightmare, nightmare, it’s easy to say, but she watched herself killing him over and over again!

"Ah! I say—"

Xie Qingfeng looked numb and waved at the two of them.

There are still people here.

"How about I give you the bed and leave?"