Bai Yaoyu’s expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help.
Bai Zhi’er spread her small hands and clutched her brother’s arm tightly.
"Wuu~ Third Brother, Zhi’er is scared~ That Zian, there’s so much blood!"
Bai Yaoyu quickly pulled his sister into his arms to comfort her.
"Don’t be afraid, Zhi’er. Third Brother will protect you."
His sister must have been frightened out of her wits.
She even got Wei Zian’s surname wrong.
Soon, a few attendants of the noblemen and the guards of the archery field managed to subdue the assassin together.
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As the assassin was being taken away, he shouted angrily at Wei Zian—
"You Wei Family, treating lives like weeds! Abusing power to cause harm! You’re officials, wretched officials!"
Wei Zian was surrounded by his attendants, pressing a clean handkerchief to his bleeding eye.
He was furious beyond measure: "This scoundrel dares to insult me, go beat him to death!"
At this moment, Bai Zhi’er, who had been hiding in Bai Yaoyu’s embrace, "shivering," suddenly lifted her head.
Her voice was soft and gentle, her dark eyes wide, "Don’t hit, don’t hit. If you beat him to death, we won’t be able to interrogate him."
"People like him should be sent to Brother Ce so he can question him properly."
With that said, the little one waved her hand, commanding with the authority of a Princess: "You all, take him to the Xiuluo Guard!"
No one dared to defy the words of the Princess, and they hurriedly dragged the assassin away.
Bai Zhi’er didn’t forget to use her sweet, soft voice to comfort Wei Zian.
"Zian Brother, don’t worry. I’ll definitely ask why he cursed you and not anyone else!"
After speaking, the little one’s long lashes fluttered, making her appear particularly lively and adorable.
Wei Zian secretly gritted his teeth.
To let the one who attempted to assassinate him go just like that?
Unwilling, but there was no other way.
Besides, his surname wasn’t Du!
But since the Princess had spoken, he could only bow: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Bai Yaoyu pressed his lips together and said coldly: "You’re also seriously injured, hurry to the medical hall to bandage up."
Afterwards, he left with Bai Zhi’er.
Everyone quickly bowed to see off the Princely Heir and the Princess.
Sitting in the carriage returning to the palace, Bai Zhi’er blinked her bright eyes, replaying the recent events in her mind.
The wounded assassin servant looked as if she had pointed him out randomly.
In fact, she had noticed the hidden glint in his sleeves and the occasional fierce glint in the servant’s eyes.
It must not be simple!
Bai Yaoyu patted Bai Zhi’er’s little head.
He unexpectedly felt a hint of relief: "Sister with just a point of her finger discovered the assassin hidden among the crowd, luckily Zhi’er was there."
"Otherwise, if someone got hurt today, rumors would spread tomorrow, and Father would definitely seize the chance to scold me harshly again."
Bai Zhi’er’s round little face blossomed with an endearing and cute look.
"Third Brother, it’s your good fortune, it has nothing to do with Zhi’er! Besides, those who wish to do evil will ultimately only harm themselves!"
Like Wei Zian, who wanted to scheme against others.
The injury on his left eyelid nearly blinded one of his eyes.
Even if it heals in the future, there will still be a noticeable scar.
Consider it self-inflicted.
Blessings and curses come unbidden; only people summon them themselves.
Feng Fuce returned to the Xiuluo Guard.
He heard that Bai Zhi’er had sent an assassin over.
Chu Ping was the first to come forward and report: "It’s been fully interrogated, the assassin originally intended to assassinate the second heir of the Wei family, Wei Zian, but was discovered early by the Third Young Master."
Chu Ping explained the details of the incident thoroughly and meticulously.