Lu Qingyan looked at the people of the capital complaining with a heavy expression, and felt very uncomfortable.
"System, what's going on? I remember that in my previous life, after the original owner and Jun Han got together, nothing this big happened in the capital."
"Then...that must be the result of your luck stat!" the system said uncertainly.
Hearing the system's uncertain voice, Lu Qingyan looked at it with disdain: "What use are you to me?"
The system proudly raised its head, its white light flashing: "Because there is a system that can call you master."
"Get out!" Lu Qingyan roared angrily. No one was allowed to stop her; she was going to chop up this idiot leader.
The system, disliked by its master, vanished in a flash and silently went back to replenish its data.
At this very moment, Emperor Junyao in the palace was so worried that he pulled out several handfuls of hair. He was not old, and had only been in power for a few years. This plague had come on fiercely, claiming countless lives. He feared that many court officials would attribute the outbreak of this natural disaster to divine retribution against him, the emperor.
Seeing that the world was in chaos, the old scoundrel Cheng Mu, the Minister of War, refused to listen to his orders and even considered establishing his own power base. He had already led troops to carve out a territory and become a major threat to the court.
At this moment, he again emphasized how necessary Jun Han's existence was. If Jun Han were still alive, how would Cheng Mu have dared to rebel?
Junyao slammed his fist on the table, blood trickling down between his fingers. Xiao Anzi, standing nearby, cried out in alarm, "Oh dear! Your Majesty, you're bleeding! Are you alright? This servant will immediately fetch the imperial physician to help you."
"No need." Junyao stopped Xiao Anzi's movements, took a bottle of medicine from the shelf next to him, and poured it on his wound.
"Xiao Anzi, send an order to the Imperial Hospital: they must come up with a solution to the plague within three days. Also, have General Lin intensify the training of soldiers to prepare for battle."
"Your Majesty!" Xiao Anzi's gaze was still fixed on Jun Yao's bloody hands.
Junyao shouted again, "Go quickly!" Only then did Xiao Anzi turn and leave.
He no longer held much hope of finding Junhan, but he couldn't just stand by and watch the empire his ancestors had built fall into the hands of others.
Business at Tianjia Restaurant was still exceptionally good, although less than usual, but still quite good considering the overall situation in the capital.
Lu Qingyan belatedly slapped her forehead: "How could I forget the effects of the spiritual spring water? Those who came to Changlai Restaurant to drink wine and tea seem to still be very healthy at this time."
Especially their family, even Tian's mother, who was not in good health, was not affected by the plague that swept through the capital.
Having figured this out, Lu Qingyan also had an idea in mind.
Last night, she gathered her family together and shared her thoughts: "With the capital in such a mess right now, only our restaurant's business is doing a little better. I think most of the people who come to our restaurant for drinks and tea are still in good health."
"Huh? Little sister. That's strange. Could it be that our wine and tea are some kind of magic elixir?" Tian Dali asked from the side, and all four pairs of eyes fell on Lu Qingyan.
Lu Qingyan cleared her throat and said, "I don't know exactly what kind of elixir it is. I just wonder if Father and Mother still remember the well in our courtyard?"
"Well, what's wrong with the well?" It was Tian's father who spoke.
“My daughter once dreamed that an immortal stood by the well. Perhaps he cast some spell on our well, which made the water in our house different.”
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