Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 45 The anger

The chef of Yiwei Pavilion is still a mystery, and everyone does not know whether it is a man or a woman, but it seems that there are rumors that all the chefs of Yiwei Pavilion are cooks, so the possibility of being a woman is relatively high.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth to see the cook, Du Youtai was so scared that he almost lost his mind, and quickly gave a waiter a wink to inform An Ning to find a way, while trying to delay with good words.

Regarding Murong Yuan's atrocities against the cook, not many people know about it.

However, judging by the brutality of the other party, everyone was still worried about going peacefully.

"Why don't I go, anyway, I'm the cook of Yiwei Pavilion." Li Guizhi choked on his saliva, his voice trembling.

"No, I'll go." Du Li shook his head.

"No!" Li Guizhi and Chen Yuan shouted at the same time.

An Ning also shook her head, "I'll just go, don't scare yourself, it shouldn't be a big deal."

"No!" Wei Sichen walked in, raised his hand to press An Ning's shoulder, his face darkened, his eyes were cold, and a trace of killing intent flashed away.

It was the first time for everyone to see him so cold, and they couldn't help being taken aback.

At this time Du Yong ran over and wiped the cold sweat off his head.

"What happened, isn't it..." Du Lishi asked quickly when he saw his panicked expression and his face turned pale.

Du Yong quickly waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay, people left, just now someone shouted at Tianfu, and they all left."

"What are you shouting for?" Everyone wondered.

"It seems that someone assassinated that princess." Du Yong shook his head.

At this time, Du Youtai also came back, with both joy and worry on his face.

"Uncle Du, what's the matter, the princess was assassinated?" An Ning reached out and poured him a cup of tea.

"I don't know, An Ning, pack up your things later and go back to the village first." Du Youtai put down his teacup and said seriously.

An Ning frowned, understanding what he meant.

She could only sigh, "Uncle Du, I know your good intentions, but don't say such things in the future, do you think that if something happens to you, I can live with peace of mind?"

"Can……"

"In fact, things may not be as bad as you imagined. Don't scare yourself, just wait and see."

Everyone opened their mouths, looked at each other, and frowned.

Only now did they truly feel that Yiwei Pavilion is like a castle in the air, no matter how high it is built, without a solid foundation, it will always fall down.

Wei Sichen pursed his lips and looked at An Ning's demure and calm expression and demeanor, as if the other party really didn't care, but he could still feel her worry and uneasiness.

This woman always likes to be brave.

Besides, the fact that Murong Yuan was assassinated was indeed true, but the other party failed, and Murong Yuan was only slightly injured.

At that time, Murong Yuan was on the third floor of Tianfu, waiting for her subordinates to bring the chef over, but she didn't want a black shadow to suddenly float in from the window.

If a guard beside her hadn't kicked over the table to block it, the man's dagger could have pierced her neck.

Murong Yuan was pushed and rolled down, and after being supported by the guards, she touched the whip and stepped forward to show off her prestige.

In the end, she was just a three-legged cat kung fu. Usually, no one dared to hurt her when she was invincible all over the world, but this time it was different. The opponent was just trying to kill her, and the opponent's skills were not bad.

Murong Yuan's approach was just to add to the chaos, and the whip was thrown out of the window by the other party instead of hitting anyone.

The guards jumped out in time to grab her and acted as a backstop for her, so she was only slightly injured.

Later, when the guards from Tianfu came, the man in black saw that the situation was not good and took Murong Yuan as a hostage, but was injured by Bei Tangjun who came over.

Just to save Murong Yuan, the assassin still escaped.

After Murong Yuan was rescued, she was furious. While assigning people to catch the assassin, she wanted to kill Beitang Jun's guards, saying that they were not good at protecting her.

How could Bei Tangjun let his own people be killed for no reason, the two of them exchanged their words.

Speaking of it, Murong Yuan is also an embroidered pillow, she only knows that she will act recklessly based on the Queen Mother's love, so she can't deal with Beitang Jun with her brain.

In the end, he had no choice but to smash the Tianfu to vent his anger, and the magistrate of Liuyun Town was limited to catch the assassin within three days, otherwise he would be punished as covering up the party, and his subordinates would take the sign to the nearby state capital to garrison and dispatch guards to protect him.

The entire Liuyun Town was in a state of chaos.

The county magistrate almost fainted when he received this order. When he woke up, he wished he could hang himself with a white silk so as not to harm the whole family.

"Princess, be careful to hurt yourself." The accompanying maid and guard knelt in the room, fearfully watching Murong Yuan smash things.

At this moment, everyone had injuries to some extent, but they were not injured by the assassin, but were whipped by Murong Yuan as a punching bag.

"Beitangjun, Beitangjun! Damn you bitch, wait, this princess will tell you to live or die." Murong Yuan slammed the whip to shake off the bottle, and then frantically whipped those attendant.

"Trash, it's all trash! If you can't protect the princess, what's the use of waiting!"

"The princess forgives the crime."

"Princess, please forgive me."

All the attendants turned even paler, kowtowing for mercy while bearing the random whips.

At this time, a Tianfu guard outside knocked on the door, and then said, "Princess, the prince has an invitation."

The sound in the room stopped suddenly, and after two breaths of silence, the door was suddenly opened.

Murong Yuan looked at the guard at the door with surprise on her face, "My lord? Which lord?"

"Back to the princess, it's Prince Rongtai." The guard took two steps back, cupped his hands and made a gesture of invitation.

Murong Yuan's eyes were almost gleaming, she immediately threw the whip and hurriedly walked towards the direction indicated by the guards. She only took a few steps, and after realizing it, she quickly turned back to the room, "Immediately change clothes and make up for the princess."

"Yes." The attendant in the room agreed, and then hurriedly got up to prepare.

After half a stick of incense, Murong Yuan came to a garden in the backyard of Tianfu, looked at the pavilion in the distance, and sure enough saw a familiar black shadow inside, she couldn't help but be overjoyed.

She lowered her head and checked her clothes, then turned around and asked the maid beside her how she was doing, she looked like a crazy girl like before.

The maidservant repeatedly replied, "The princess is unparalleled in beauty, unmatched by anyone in the world, and the prince is absolutely a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven."

The corners of Murong Yuan's mouth curled up, she raised her hand and patted the maidservant's cheek lightly, and said with a smile, "Little girl has a sweet mouth, that's right." Then she lifted her skirt and walked up the stairs to the corridor.

The maidservant who was slapped on the face was as stiff as a rock, and was gently pushed by the person behind before she hurriedly followed with her skirt lifted.

Wei Sichen leaned against the stone pillar in the gazebo with his arms folded, and turned his head to look at the carp scrambling to swim away in the lotus pond on one side, but his eyes were not focused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Murong Yuan walked to the gazebo, looked up at the people in the gazebo, her eyes were full of obsession.

(End of this chapter)