Wei Che agreed so decisively that Su Huaiyue was a little slow to react. She opened her mouth slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of confusion and surprise.
She originally thought Wei Che would hesitate. After all, bringing Yan Shu back to Beijing might bring some unknown variables.
But Wei Che's unhesitating look in front of her made her feel a complicated emotion.
Just as she was immersed in this unexpected event, a crisp system notification sound suddenly rang in her mind: "Congratulations host, mission accomplished, reward is a solar panel."
The sudden sound brought Su Huaiyue back to her senses, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
It was not until then that she truly believed that what Wei Che had promised her was true.
Su Huaiyue raised her eyes to look at Wei Che, and was about to ask him why he changed his mind so quickly, but Wei Che had already turned around and walked out the door, saying as he walked: "I'm going to prepare for my return to Beijing. Time is running out, so I have to make arrangements as soon as possible."
Looking at Wei Che's gradually receding back, Su Huaiyue swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth, thinking to herself, maybe Wei Che has his own considerations.
Su Huaiyue sorted out his thoughts and turned around to head towards Zhongyueju.
At this time, although the turmoil caused by the poisoning incident had gradually subsided at Zhongyueju, the former bustle had not yet fully recovered.
As soon as Su Huaiyue entered Zhongyueju, he began to carry out drastic reforms.
She ordered the kitchen to be transformed into a fully open kitchen, removing the barrier between the kitchen and the hall, allowing the preparation process of the ingredients to be completely exposed to the customers' sight.
Fresh vegetables and meat, and every step of the chefs' operation are clearly visible.
At the same time, she also announced that Zhongyueju would offer free meals for three days to attract customers and regain everyone's trust.
Once this move was announced, it immediately caused a sensation in Youzhou City.
People flocked to Zhongyueju to find out what changes had taken place in this restaurant that had once had a food poisoning incident.
As time went by, Zhongyueju's business became increasingly popular.
When customers saw the transparent kitchen and the fresh and clean ingredients, their doubts gradually dissipated.
The wave caused by the poisoning incident was successfully buried thanks to Su Huaiyue's efforts, and Zhong Yueju's reputation improved again, even better than before.
The guard who came to deliver the imperial edict was named Zhao Wu. After delivering the edict at the Wei family, he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. He hurriedly jumped on his horse and basically didn't stop in Youzhou. He hurriedly set off on his way home.
There was a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in his eyes, and he looked back from time to time, as if something extremely vicious was chasing him.
Along the way, Zhao Wu ignored the horse's fatigue and kept whipping it to urge it on, galloping as fast as possible.
The dust raised by the horse's hooves left a long trail behind it.
The emperor's serious face and repeated warnings before departure kept appearing in his mind. He understood the importance of this mission and was well aware of the serious consequences he might face if he failed to recover in time.
After a long journey, he finally arrived at a high mountain.
The terrain here is open and there is no obstruction on all sides. You can stand high and look far and take in everything around you.
Zhao Wu's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and he gently patted the exhausted horse under him to comfort it.
Then he took out the water bag from his waist, unscrewed the lid, and was about to drink some water to quench his thirst and moisten his chapped lips.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed like lightning, and a sharp arrow shot out from somewhere, with a sharp sound of wind, cutting through the air and shooting towards him.
Zhao Wu was quick to react. His years of service as a guard had given him keen alertness and quick reaction abilities.
He immediately drew the sword from his waist and swung it hard at the arrow. With a crisp "dang" sound, the arrow was deflected and the arrowhead fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
However, this is just the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of arrows shot out from the woods and behind the rocks in all directions, attacking him as densely as raindrops from the sky.
Zhao Wu widened his eyes and thought to himself that something was wrong, but he did not retreat at all. He waved the sword in his hand with all his strength, trying to block the rain of arrows.
His sword danced in front of him, creating streaks of light and shadow, continuously knocking away the incoming arrows.
However, there were too many arrows and he gradually felt overwhelmed.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, blurring his vision.
Suddenly, an arrow took advantage of his weakness and hit his arm. He screamed in pain, but did not stop his actions.
Immediately afterwards, several more arrows hit his body, and his body was gradually covered with wounds, and blood continued to flow out.
Despite this, Zhao Wu still resisted stubbornly, his eyes revealing his unyielding will.
But he was outnumbered and soon he was riddled with arrows.
He let out a terrible scream, his body shook a few times, and finally fell to the ground and stopped breathing.
The horse that had been with him all the time neighed restlessly beside him, as if mourning for its master.
At this time, a man in his fifties slowly walked out of the darkness.
He was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns and auspicious beast designs, and wore a jade crown on his head. He had a dignified appearance, and a hint of sinisterness in his eyes.
Behind him followed a dozen sword-wielding guards, each of whom had a stern expression, holding a long sword, and exuding a murderous aura.
This man was none other than the Right Prime Minister—Murong Chong.
Murong Chong looked at the lifeless corpse on the ground, frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, despite his careful arrangements, he was still a step too late and failed to intercept the crucial imperial edict.
At this moment, the personal guard beside him understood, quickly squatted down, and searched the corpse.
His movements were skillful and decisive, and he did not miss any corner that might contain clues.
However, after a thorough search, the guard shook his head in disappointment, stood up, and respectfully reported to Murong Chong, "Sir, we found nothing. I suspect the emperor actually sent someone to deliver the imperial edict earlier than he informed us, which is why we lost the opportunity."
Murong Chong listened quietly to the report from his personal guard, with no expression on his face. Only his deep eyes were slightly narrowed, making it impossible to see the hidden emotions in them.
After the guard finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and then he sneered. The laugh was low and cold, as if it came from the underworld, full of viciousness and unwillingness, echoing in the silent mountains and forests, making people feel creepy.
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