The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 59

From the roof, the sounds gradually grew louder. The faint but distinct noises made their hearts tremble.

Yuan Bao’s fur bristled, and he silently leaped to Song Jin’s side, positioning himself protectively in front of her, looking every bit like a guardian dog. Being protected by a dog made Song Jin feel strangely warm inside. She couldn’t resist patting Yuan Bao’s head, and he glanced back at her as if to say: Don’t worry, I’ve got this!

Song Jin’s hand trembled, and the corner of her mouth twitched. A dog, acting like a domineering protector?! Ha!

Just as the corner of Song Jin’s mouth twitched, the noise above suddenly grew louder. Crack. Perhaps they had stepped on a broken tile.

Wan Xi shuddered, grabbing Song Jin’s arm, and whispered, “Young Master, they must have mistaken you for the Fourth Prince. What should we do? Should we find the Fourth Prince before they kill the wrong person?”

Song Jin…

Even if Wan Xi’s words were strange, given that she was currently occupying Shen Yue’s body, it made perfect sense for the assassins to mistake her for Shen Yue. But opening the door now to find Shen Yue…

Song Jin turned to the door. Quickly undoing her belt, she moved stealthily to the door, tying the belt to the handle. Taking a few steps back, she yanked the belt, causing the door to creak open. The moment the door opened, an arrow shot through the air, landing with a thud in the opposite pillar.

Wan Xi’s face turned pale as she collapsed to the ground. “Young Master, this is terrifying!”

Song Jin gave Wan Xi a reassuring look before turning to Yuan Bao. Their eyes met, and Song Jin felt a chill run down her spine. Damn! What was she doing! Was she actually consulting with a dog about their next move?! The craziest part was, the dog responded!

Yuan Bao lifted his left front paw, pointing towards the upper left. Suppressing her shock, Song Jin looked up. To the left was a beam. After thinking for a moment, she grabbed the trembling Wan Xi and then looked at Yuan Bao, “I can’t do light skills.”

Yuan Bao…

Wan Xi…

“Young Master, you’ve gone mad with fear. Telling Yuan Bao you can’t do light skills won’t help!”

Before Wan Xi could finish her sentence, she felt herself lifted off the ground. Without even time to scream, she found herself on the beam. Damn! Yuan Bao had carried her up. A dog with light skills? He’s definitely a demon dog!

Wan Xi clung to the beam, shivering. Just as Yuan Bao was about to carry Song Jin up, a barrage of arrows suddenly shot into the room. Song Jin immediately rolled to the ground, hiding by the wall. At the same time, Yuan Bao rolled in the opposite direction, taking cover by the opposite wall.

Wan Xi lay on the beam, both terrified and worried. Song Jin, sweating with anxiety, thought about her father’s warning not to use her spiritual power to control weapons. But if she didn’t, was she supposed to just sit here and get shot? No way, she couldn’t die without a fight! Whoever attacked her, she’d kill them right back, ensuring no one would discover it. If no one found out, it didn’t count as using it!

Yes, that’s the plan!

Song Jin quickly convinced herself, took a deep breath, and focused on the arrows stuck in the beams and furniture. The arrows, which were randomly embedded, slowly began to pull themselves out. Yuan Bao’s eyes softened, filled with admiration as he watched Song Jin.

Under Song Jin’s control, the arrowheads turned and aimed at the ceiling. Song Jin initially intended to send the arrows back where they came from. But just as she adjusted their direction, the ceiling suddenly made a loud cracking noise.

“Ah!”

Wan Xi screamed, clinging desperately to the beam. With a loud crash, the ceiling split open, and seven or eight black-clad men holding large knives dropped down. Then…

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Seven or eight thuds sounded simultaneously. The black-clad men had no idea that as they descended, the arrows turned upward. Damn! How did this happen! Could they go back the way they came? Unfortunately, falling was easy, but flying back up was hard.

This suicidal attack method left Song Jin stunned. Not only Song Jin, but Shen Yue, who had rushed in to check on Song Jin’s safety, was also stunned. He had worried that Song Jin, the idiot, might injure his body and had rushed in. Only to find…

While he and Lu Zhan were outside fighting the archers, struggling and almost getting his arm chopped off, Song Jin had handled it easily. Under Lu Zhan’s command, the guards cleaned up the scene.

Song Jin approached Shen Yue with a sweet smile, “Who were these guys? People from Duke?”

Shen Yue looked up at Song Jin, feeling an overwhelming sense of frustration. When can I get my body back? Damn! I’m vulgar again!

Shen Yue’s expression changed several times, “Didn’t your father tell you not to use your spiritual power?”

Song Jin…

“If I didn’t, would you prefer your body be riddled with arrows? I don’t mind, but do you?”

Shen Yue…

He glared at Song Jin, wanting to throttle her, but couldn’t reach her neck! “Do you really not care? If your body is injured, you feel the pain!”

Song Jin laughed, “See, our relationship is so close. Must you speak to me in such a strange and awkward tone? Can’t we be a bit more harmonious?”

Lu Zhan looked up at the ceiling. Sighed deeply! Yes, Your Highness, stop being difficult! Being normal isn’t so bad, is it? What’s gotten into you!

Lu Zhan noticed Wan Xi still clinging to the beam and effortlessly brought her down. The moment Wan Xi hit the ground, she dashed towards the bed, pulled out a leg of lamb, and ran outside.

Song Jin…

“What are you doing!”

Wan Xi yelled back, “There’s a fire outside. I’m going to roast this leg!”

Song Jin…

Shen Yue…

Lu Zhan…

Watching Wan Xi’s retreating figure, Song Jin sighed and slumped her shoulders. When it comes to food, Wan Xi is unbeatable! “Why is there a fire outside?”

Shen Yue remained silent, leaving without a word. Lu Zhan, looking at his master’s sour expression, politely explained to Song Jin, “The assassins set the fire in the backyard to create a distraction. It’s under control.”

Song Jin nodded. Just look at Lu Zhan, a skilled and good-hearted person with excellent culinary skills! Then look at Shen Yue. My goodness, not a single redeeming quality! The difference in people… Ugh!

Song Jin patted Lu Zhan’s shoulder, “A man who can cook is always lucky. Keep up the good work.”

Lu Zhan’s knees nearly buckled from the pat. From the next room came a loud crash. Song Jin and Lu Zhan rushed over. There they found Shen Yue flat on his back, sprawled on the floor.

Lu Zhan…

Weren’t you just saying that men who cook are lucky?