The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 97

Seeing that something was wrong, the black-clad men tried to stop themselves. However, their swords seemed to have gone mad, thrusting towards the Fourth Prince and Lu Zhan. They couldn’t control their own swords? What was going on!

As the black-clad men charged forward, panicked and unwilling, Lu Zhan placed Song Jin on top of the main gate. He stood alone, brandishing his sword in front of Song Jin. It looked like the Fourth Prince was being violently attacked by assassins from the Duke’s Estate.

The commoners outside were stunned. What was happening? Why was the Duke trying to kill the Fourth Prince? Wasn’t the Fourth Prince here to investigate the case? What had the Fourth Prince discovered that would cause such a commotion and lead the Duke to attempt to assassinate him in broad daylight?

The commoners knew that the Fourth Prince was not favored and was often despised and oppressed by officials in the capital. But no matter how unfavored he was, he was still a prince. To be openly killed by an official like this, especially after voicing their concerns by the pile of corpses, was unimaginable.

Above the Duke’s Estate, Lu Zhan was pushed to the brink by the black-clad men, his left arm injured. The black-clad men cursed their fate. Who could tell them how to stop their swords? Had the swords gone crazy? Lu Zhan, panting heavily, stood protectively in front of Song Jin. She drew her own sword, making a show of resisting desperately.

Appearing as if she couldn’t hold out any longer, Song Jin turned to the commoners behind her and shouted, “The Duke’s Estate has discovered a large amount of gold, probably mined illegally. If I die here, please spread the word for me!” Was this a farewell message?

The commoners couldn’t take it anymore. An assassination in the dark might be one thing, but now the Duke, with a pile of corpses, was openly trying to kill the Fourth Prince. Moreover, the Duke was illegally mining gold! Was there really no law under heaven? Was everything controlled by corrupt officials?

Public anger was ignited once more. “Everyone, let’s storm in! I refuse to believe the Duke can kill us all! Under the Emperor’s feet, is there no law? Who gave him the power!” A roar erupted from the crowd. With that shout, a mob surged towards the gate of the Duke’s Estate.

The servants by the gate, their legs shaking, turned to flee. They had never seen anything like this, like a swarm of locusts invading. Too terrifying. Had the commoners gone mad? Daring to storm the Duke’s Estate. But they didn’t dare to stop them either. Whoever tried would probably be torn apart by that burly man.

The servants fled, running to report the news. When the message reached the Crown Prince, he was stunned for a moment, and then his mouth twitched. He had been set up. The commoners saw him enter the Duke’s Estate. Now the Fourth Prince was being chased, and he was still in the Duke’s Estate. What did that imply? It was obvious. He and the Duke were in cahoots.

The Fourth Prince was a prince. The Duke, no matter how bold, wouldn’t dare act against the Fourth Prince in broad daylight. Thus, he would be seen as the one directing the Duke. He was the Duke’s backer. What a brilliant plan to bind him and the Duke together. He would be implicated in the Duke’s illegal gold mining. Just like a storybook heroine! Ruthless, decisive. Anger boiled inside the Crown Prince, his gaze turning cold.

The Duke trembled in fear. “Your Highness, even if I had a thousand guts, I wouldn’t dare to openly assassinate the Fourth Prince. He is the Emperor’s bloodline.”

“But now, who will believe you? Have your assassins gone mad?” The Crown Prince glared at the Duke, then leapt into the air. He had to protect his dear Fourth Brother.

However, when the Crown Prince reached the gate, all the black-clad men sent by the Duke had already fallen. Every one of them had been killed with a single throat wound. Lu Zhan stood beside the Fourth Prince, panting heavily, looking exhausted and relieved to have survived.

Glancing at the bodies scattered on the ground, the Crown Prince was filled with suspicion. He knew the skill level of the Duke’s assassins. The Fourth Prince and Lu Zhan were skilled, but not enough to kill the Duke’s men so easily. Each assassin had been killed in the same way. This was highly unusual.

Suppressing his doubts, the Crown Prince flew over. Song Jin immediately tried to move away. But the Crown Prince was already standing right in front of her. Close enough to touch.

Song Jin’s heart skipped a beat, her face showing irritation and coldness. “What are you doing, Brother? Planning to attack me yourself?”

The Crown Prince smiled, leaning close to her ear and whispered, “Trying to outsmart me? Little Brother, you’re still too inexperienced. I’m here to protect you. To protect you, I’ll even take a knife for you.”

Song Jin’s eyes widened. Take a knife? In a flash, the Crown Prince pulled out a dagger and plunged it into his own left shoulder. Blood instantly soaked his clothes, a shocking red spreading.

Song Jin stared in astonishment. “Are you crazy!”

The Crown Prince chuckled. “I risked my life to protect you, but you don’t seem to appreciate it. No matter, I care about our brotherly bond.”

“I’ve never seen anyone so shameless!” Song Jin exclaimed.

“I enjoy broadening people’s horizons.” With that, the Crown Prince grabbed Song Jin’s arm and flew towards the Duke’s location.

Song Jin didn’t know martial arts, and there was no need to use her weapon-controlling skill to help her fly. Although she hadn’t managed to trap the Crown Prince, the Duke’s crime of attempting to assassinate a prince was confirmed. Moreover, the commoners had entered. That was enough! Such a large amount of gold needed witnesses!

Lu Zhan, seeing Song Jin taken away, followed suit. Song Jin had controlled the weapons so swiftly that the black-clad assassins hadn’t realized how they died. The swords they had thrust towards their enemies had, in an instant, turned against their own throats. That scene. Bloody, shocking, and terrifying. Miss Song had created such a scene and still faced it calmly.

No ordinary person, male or female, could achieve this. A strong premonition filled Lu Zhan. Miss Song was no ordinary person. Of course. Song Dingzhong wasn’t ordinary, so how could his daughter be? If she were ordinary, she wouldn’t have been raised as a boy for sixteen years. Who else could control weapons or recognize gold and silver by smell? Ordinary people were like Wan Xi, carefree and naive, trembling like a quail at any danger.