Su Huaiyue suddenly opened her eyes and frowned slightly.
Only then did she realize that Yan Shu, Lin Yuan and Li Ruolan were clearly planning to return to Beijing with them, but from the time they set out until now, she had not seen them.
It's strange. According to the content of the book, these people should be traveling together, so why are they not around?
She reached out and lifted the car curtain.
Outside the carriage, the sunlight was a bit dazzling. She squinted her eyes slightly to adjust to the light, then took light steps and came to the front to drive the carriage with Wei Che.
Wei Che was wearing a simple suit and sitting upright in the driver's seat, gently waving the whip in his hand and staring intently at the road ahead.
Su Huaiyue sat down next to him, tilted her head slightly, and asked with a searching look, "Where are Yan Shu, Lin Yuan, and Li Ruolan? Why haven't I seen them?"
When Wei Che heard Su Huaiyue's question, his expression remained calm, without any intention of hiding anything.
"The road might not be safe, so I separated the three of them. Yan Shu took the small path to the east, which is relatively hidden and less likely to be noticed. Lin Yuan and Li Ruolan took the official road to the west. Although there are more people on that road, it's easier for them to blend in with the crowd and hide their whereabouts."
As she finished speaking, the system prompt sounded clearly in her mind again: "Mission successful, reward: a cookbook, 10 missions left to complete the 66th mission."
Right Prime Minister Murong Chong was dressed in a gorgeous purple brocade robe with delicate cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread. He wore an exquisite official hat on his head, and the brim of the hat was inlaid with several beautiful jades of warm color, which sparkled softly in the sunlight.
He sat majestically in a luxuriously decorated carriage and galloped towards the palace.
Wherever the carriage went, pedestrians gave way, not daring to delay for even a moment.
When the carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the palace, Murong Chong narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the surrounding scene, with a barely perceptible sinister look in his eyes.
He gently lifted his clothes, stepped down from the carriage with the help of the guards, and then walked straight towards the palace with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
The guards on duty at the palace gate immediately became nervous when they saw Murong Chong. One of them hurried forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Right Prime Minister, we must inform His Majesty before entering the palace. Please wait a moment."
Murong Chong's face darkened, and he snorted coldly. He stared at the guard with a hawk-like gaze and said in a stern tone, "I have an urgent matter to attend to with His Majesty. Can you bear the consequences of delaying His Majesty's important affairs?"
The guard was frightened by Murong Chong's eyes and tone. His body trembled slightly and he stammered, not daring to speak anymore.
Murong Chong no longer paid any attention to the guard and strode into the palace. Seeing this, the other guards did not dare to stop him and could only watch him enter.
After entering the palace, Murong Chong followed the familiar path without stopping and walked directly towards the imperial study.
Along the way, the eunuchs and palace maids he met all bowed their heads and saluted him, not daring to breathe.
When they arrived at the door of the imperial study, the young eunuch guarding the door was about to speak to report, but Murong Chong waved his hand impatiently and stepped directly into the threshold of the imperial study.
The young eunuch turned pale with fear and could only stand there trembling.
The guard following behind him carefully carried a bowl of steaming soup. The soup swayed slightly in the exquisite porcelain bowl, emitting a strange medicinal fragrance that filled the air.
Murong Chong raised his chin slightly, looked directly at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, I was lucky enough to obtain a precious medicinal herb while leaving the capital this time. I come here to present it to Your Majesty."
His voice echoed in the imperial study, carrying an unquestionable momentum.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne, frowning slightly, a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He waved his hand and said, "I am in good health and do not need these useless medicines."
A hint of displeasure flashed across Murong Chong's face, but it quickly returned to a fawning smile. He took a step forward and lowered his voice, "Your Majesty, after drinking this medicine, it will surely allow Your Majesty to unleash your virility and vitality. How dare I deceive Your Majesty?"
As he spoke, he winked, and the guard beside him immediately brought two cats, one male and one female.
The female cat huddled in the guard's arms with a timid look in her eyes, while the male cat looked sick and skinny, and it was obvious that it didn't have much time left.
Murong Chong picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of medicine and fed it to the tom cat.
The tom cat resisted at first, shaking his head from side to side and waving his claws in the air, trying to avoid the spoon.
But Murong Chong was not willing to give up. His eyes turned fierce. He pinched the tom cat's mouth tightly with one hand and quickly poured the medicine in the spoon into it with the other hand.
The tom cat meowed and made a few dissatisfied protests.
After a while, the tom cat's originally lazy eyes suddenly lit up, and the originally dull pupils instantly became sharp and bright, and the hair stood up one by one, as if it had exploded.
It kept jumping on the ground at a very fast speed, and its four claws made a "bang bang" sound when they alternated.
Then, its eyes locked onto the shivering female cat beside it, and a low roar came from its throat, the sound full of primitive desire.
It kicked its hind legs and pounced on the female cat like a black lightning, scaring the female cat so much that she screamed "meow" and tried to escape.
But the male cat's movements were too fast. He immediately pressed the female cat under him and started mating.
The female cat kept struggling and making miserable cries, but the male cat remained unmoved, immersed in the impulse brought by the drug.
Murong Chong looked at this scene with a smug smile on his face. He turned to look at the emperor, his eyes full of hints, as if to say how significant the effect of this medicine was.
The emperor originally had a skeptical look in his eyes, but after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be slightly moved, and a hint of intention flashed in his eyes.
"In that case, give me a bowl too."
Murong Chong's mouth corners rose slightly, a barely perceptible smugness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly signaled the guards to present a bowl of medicine to the emperor.
The guard held the bowl carefully, walked respectfully before the emperor, bowed slightly, and handed the bowl to him.
The emperor took the bowl, his eyes lingered on the medicine for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
But thinking of the lively appearance of the tom cat just now, he gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank the medicine in one gulp.
When Murong Chong saw the emperor drink the medicine, he felt secretly proud and a hint of excitement that was hard to conceal flashed in his eyes.
He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and ordered his men to carry the tom away.
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