The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 208

Song Jin glanced at the people behind her, said nothing more, and followed.

The Crown Prince was also about to follow but suddenly remembered something and stopped.

“Father Emperor has summoned the Fourth Brother to the palace. I won’t accompany him. I have some new storybooks in my mansion that I haven’t had time to read.”

The Crown Prince nodded to the commander of the Imperial Guards and left the residence.

Song Jin

Is this the so-called “husband and wife are birds in the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly separately”?

Uh.

They weren’t husband and wife.

Damn!

She had been brainwashed by the Crown Prince.

Song Jin rolled her eyes silently and followed the commander of the Imperial Guards into the palace.

As soon as she entered the palace gates, they closed behind her. The commander, who had been somewhat polite to her, immediately ordered his men to tie her up roughly.

“Your Highness, my apologies. I am just following orders.”

The Imperial Study.

When Song Jin was brought in, the Emperor was sitting behind his desk. In the inner chamber, the nanny was still casting a spell.

At the sight of Shen Yue being brought in without any signs of pain, the Emperor frowned and waved his hand, dismissing the commander.

In the Imperial Study, only the Emperor, the Chief Eunuch, Song Jin, and the nanny remained.

Song Jin glared coldly at the Emperor.

The Emperor’s mouth curved into a cruel smile. “You are not my fourth son. Who are you really?”

Song Jin was a bit surprised. The dog Emperor had actually guessed such a shocking truth.

How bold of him to believe it.

After a moment of calm, Song Jin said, “Don’t you already know who I am?”

The Emperor slapped the table. “How dare you!”

Song Jin sneered, “My courage is far greater than you imagine!”

With that, Song Jin squinted her eyes, clenched her fists, and stared intently at the Emperor. At that moment, the Taia sword, a legendary sword known for its sharpness and strength, flew out of its sheat, slicing through the ropes binding her, and then lunged straight at the Emperor’s brow.

The Emperor was startled and leaned back.

The Chief Eunuch shouted in alarm, “Insolence! Insolence! Put it down, put it down!”

Before the Chief Eunuch finished speaking, the sword’s sheath struck him on the back of the neck like a ravenous wolf.

With a thud, the Chief Eunuch collapsed to the ground.

“Guards!”

The Emperor glared at Song Jin. As he called out, shadows hidden in the Imperial Study appeared, standing behind Song Jin with swords aimed at her.

Song Jin showed no fear, her clenched fists tightening even more.

The swords held by the shadows seemed to struggle to escape their owners’ grips.

The shadows stared in shock at their hands, desperately trying to hold onto their swords, which were determined to flee.

Song Jin glared at the Emperor. “Do you want to die?”

For the first time since his birth, the Emperor heard such defiant words. His eyes blazed with fury, but he didn’t dare to move, fearing that any movement would lead to the sharp Taia ending his life.

“Kill him!”

The Emperor ordered through gritted teeth.

The shadows immediately abandoned their struggling swords and lunged at Song Jin.

Even without swords, these skilled shadows were deadly.

However, the swords, once freed from their control, pointed back at them, encircling Song Jin, making it nearly impossible for the shadows to attack.

Song Jin looked at the Emperor.

“You invited me here today. I may hate you, but I didn’t plan to kill you immediately. After all, killing you would destabilize the court and the kingdom. But you brought this upon yourself. When you killed my parents, you should have expected this day would come.”

Terrified, the Emperor’s pupils dilated.

He had ordered Shen Yue’s capture but didn’t expect such consequences.

Suddenly, the Emperor recalled Master Deqing’s death.

He…

The Emperor shuddered violently.

“Listen to me, I can abdicate the throne to you…”

“Go to hell!”

Before the Emperor could finish, Song Jin raised her hand.

At that moment, with the strength of her spiritual power, all the swords aimed at others should have stabbed out.

But not a single sword moved.

All the swords clattered to the ground.

And at the same moment, Song Jin felt a sudden darkness and collapsed.

A thunderbolt cracked across the sky outside the Imperial Study.

Shen Yue suddenly fell to the ground, and the Emperor gasped in shock.

Just a moment ago, he thought he was going to die.

His heart almost jumped out of his throat, and his blood had frozen.

Now…

The Emperor leaped from his dragon throne, his hands pressing on the desk, his eyes burning with rage as he stared at the person collapsed on the ground.

All the shadows picked up their swords, pointing them at Shen Yue, almost piercing his flesh.

The Emperor glared at him silently. No one knew what this nearly dead Emperor was thinking.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something terrible has happened.”

Inside, the old maidservant ran out in a panic, holding a white jade bowl with a worm inside, now broken into three pieces.

“Your Majesty, the worm has failed.”

The Emperor’s eyes shifted to the worm in the bowl, then back to the person on the ground. He slammed the desk and looked fiercely at the person.

“Kill!”

“Yes!”

All the shadows obeyed simultaneously.

With a thud, all their swords pierced Shen Yue’s body.

Awakened by the pain, Shen Yue opened his eyes in shock.

Gray-clad men surrounded him, their swords embedded in his body.

He…

How did he end up in the Imperial Study?

Wasn’t he in his own mansion?

Hadn’t he become Song Jin?

In the reflection of the sword, he saw himself.

His thoughts spun for a moment, but then he lost consciousness. His eyes widened, staring ahead, blood gushing from his mouth, and he stopped breathing.

The Emperor collapsed onto his chair.

“Someone come!”

The commander of the Imperial Guards entered.

Seeing the blood-soaked Fourth Prince with sword wounds all over, the commander gasped in shock, then suppressed his fear and saluted.

“Kill everyone in his mansion.”

The command made the commander’s hand tremble.

But only for a moment. He accepted the order and left.

The Crown Prince’s mansion.

Song Jin slowly woke up.

Wan Xi, crying with a snotty nose and tears, rushed up and hugged her.

“Miss, you’re back! You’re awake! It’s really you!”

Song Jin hadn’t yet figured out what was going on.

Wasn’t she in the Imperial Study, about to kill the dog Emperor?

Now…

Where was she?

Struggling out of Wan Xi’s iron grip, she said, “Calm down, calm down. I’m fine. Where are we?”

“In the Crown Prince’s mansion.”

“In my quarters.”

Wan Xi and the Crown Prince spoke in unison.