On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2238 It’s your turn

Huo Changhe hurried over.

His gaze immediately fell on Yan Ruyu. He carefully examined her and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was calm, her clothes were neat, and there was nothing unusual about her.

He strode to her side, his voice filled with undisguised concern: "Why didn't you wait for me to come together? What if something had happened? Are you alright?"

Yan Ruyu gently shook her head, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes: "It's nothing, it's just interrogating a prisoner, what could possibly happen?"

She paused, a meaningful smile playing on her lips. "However, someone is about to have something to do."

Upon hearing this, Huo Changhe smiled knowingly, his eyes revealing a tacit understanding with her: "Don't worry, it's all arranged. What's meant to come will come."

He raised his hand and gently brushed a fallen leaf off Yan Ruyu's shoulder. "Let's go, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Meanwhile, in the rest room of the medicinal cuisine shop, the aroma of herbs and tea mingled together, but it couldn't dispel the restlessness in Manager Qi's heart.

He sat in a grand chair by the window, holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, but he had no interest in taking a sip.

His eyelids kept twitching, his left eyelid twitching one after another, making him very upset.

This feeling of unease had lingered in his mind ever since he left Zhou Zhenghang's courtyard, and he couldn't shake it off.

He always felt that something bad was going to happen, as if a stone was pressing on his heart.

Recalling the scene in the courtyard earlier, Miaoqin's cold gaze and the crisp slaps that landed on Zhou Zhenghang's face, he saw clearly that it was not just for show, but that she was truly angry.

It is clear that Zhou Zhenghang did something inappropriate this time.

However, Zhou Zhenghang was right about one thing: the fresh produce shop and his medicinal cuisine shop were inextricably linked. Now that the fresh produce shop was in trouble, the first place to be suspected would inevitably be his medicinal cuisine shop.

Zhou Zhenghang is a ruthless person who only cares about himself and never considers the life or death of others.

Manager Qi pondered to himself that he couldn't entrust his entire fortune and life to Zhou Zhenghang.

Although Miss Miaoqin is powerful, she won't protect him if it really comes to a critical moment.

Rather than waiting to die, it's better to make plans early.

He decided to secretly arrange for people to quietly move the valuables from the shop, and find several hidden escape routes. If things went wrong, he would immediately leave Youcheng, find a place to live under an assumed name, and save his life.

Having just made up his mind, Manager Qi put down his iced tea, stood up, and was about to go to the backyard to arrange manpower when he suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.

Manager Qi paused, his unease intensifying instantly.

At this time, who would come looking for him?

Is he a shop assistant?

still is……

He frowned, his eyes becoming wary, and slowly spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of probing: "Who?"

Just as Manager Qi grasped the doorknob, the waiter's voice came from outside: "Manager, it's me. I need you to come to the kitchen."

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately relaxed. He sighed inwardly at himself for being too nervous and opened the door.

The door had barely opened a crack when the person outside squeezed in and slammed the bolt shut with a "click".

Manager Qi's relaxed expression froze instantly, and he frowned in surprise: "What are you doing? What happened in the kitchen? Why are you so flustered?"

The man turned around, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

The smile sent a chill down Qi's spine—the person in front of him was dressed as a waiter and had a similar build, but the expression in his eyes was definitely not that of the dull waiter in the shop.

"Who...who are you?" Manager Qi subconsciously took a half step back, his voice barely perceptible and tense.

As he spoke, he secretly reached for the bag at his waist, where he had hidden a sleeping potion—a preparation he had made beforehand.

The man didn't answer, but pressed closer, his eyes as calm as a deep pool.

The moment Shopkeeper Qi's fingers touched the fabric at the bag's opening, the other party suddenly grabbed his wrist with such force that he couldn't move.

"Manager Qi, come with me." The man's voice was deep and steady, without any extra emotion.

Manager Qi's mind was in chaos. Before he could struggle or call for help, a dull pain came from the back of his neck, his vision blurred instantly, and his body went limp and he collapsed.

Just before he fainted, he had only one thought in his mind: Oh no, I still couldn't dodge it.

Inside the Prince's mansion, Manager Qi was placed on a chair, his head drooping, still unconscious.

Beibei leaned closer and scrutinized him.

Several guards and bodyguards around couldn't help but step forward.

One of them shouted, "Your Highness, Your Highness, let me disguise myself as him to avenge our fallen brothers!"

"I'm willing to go too!" another person chimed in, his tone tinged with urgency. "I'm sure I won't give myself away."

Yan Ruyu's gaze slowly swept over everyone, her expression calm and undisturbed.

Song Ping took half a step forward, about to ask for permission, when Yan Ruyu raised her hand and waved it: "The affairs of the manor cannot do without you, you stay."

Song Ping was taken aback for a moment, then bowed and replied, "Yes, Your subordinate obeys."

Sun Qing, standing to the side, was tall and burly, a far cry from Manager Qi's average build. He knew it was inappropriate, so he could only suppress his thoughts and stand there waiting for orders.

At this moment, Wu Liang stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please allow me to leave."

His tone was calm and his eyes were firm: "I have carried out missions in Rongzhou and have seen many strange scenes. I have also infiltrated the enemy's ranks and dealt with inquiries. I have experience in dealing with inquiries and passing on messages. I think I can handle this task."

Yan Ruyu looked at Huo Changhe, and the two exchanged a glance. Huo Changhe nodded slightly.

Yan Ruyu then said, "Alright, you can go. Remember to act cautiously. If anything changes, prioritize your own safety and send a message back immediately."

"Understood!" Wu Liang replied respectfully, a hint of certainty flashing in his eyes.

In the darkness, Manager Qi suddenly opened his eyes. The surroundings were pitch black, so thick that he couldn't even see his outstretched hand.

His heart skipped a beat, and he was startled. He quickly called out, "Is anyone there? Where am I? Is anyone there?"

The shouts echoed through the empty space, but there was no response; even the faintest echo seemed weak.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; there was no human voice, no footsteps.

Only the faint sound of dripping water, coming from an unknown direction, was particularly clear in the silence, making one's heart pound with unease.

Manager Qi recalled the events before he fainted, remembering the face of the "waiter," which seemed completely unfamiliar.

Who is that person? Why was he kidnapped and brought here?