Reborn Spoiled Girl Tames the Regent

Chapter 87 Assassination



Chapter 87 Assassination

Jiang Mian ate dinner at the Prince's residence that evening.

Xiao Hengzhi insisted on keeping Jiang Xun, drinking him until he was completely drunk and collapsed on the table.

When Jiang Mian woke him up, he looked at the two familiar people in front of him and thought he was in the Jiang residence, so he fell back down.

Xiao Hengzhi said jokingly, "Why don't you stay at my residence for the night, Second Miss? There are plenty of empty rooms here anyway."

Jiang Mian coldly replied, "No need for Your Highness. Yue Mei, Qian Feng, help the master into the sedan chair."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and said politely, "I have troubled Your Highness today. My father was drunk and behaved inappropriately. I will come to see Your Highness another day."

She was polite and courteous, not even glancing at him, and walked out after speaking.

But before he could take a step, his sleeve was suddenly tugged.

Xiao Hengzhi tugged at her sleeve, pulling her closer little by little, then took her hand in his and gently stroked her knuckles.

He asked softly, "Come another day, as you said."

Jiang Mian saw a faint blush on his face, his eyes filled with intoxication, staring at her with utter innocence.

She withdrew her hand and replied casually, "Your Highness is drunk, please rest well."

But the next moment she was pulled into his arms, sat on his lap, and stared at him drunkenly.

"If you don't come, I'll come looking for you."

He gently rubbed his chin against her shoulder, holding her tightly with both hands, while the maids serving around them wisely withdrew.

Doesn't he know this guy's alcohol tolerance?

I tried several times to get him drunk and escape, but after several jugs, he didn't budge an inch.

How much did he drink today? How could he be drunk?

Jiang Mian struggled to break free from his embrace and said irritably, "Your mansion is so cold and lifeless. I'll come back to you when the weather is warmer."

After she finished speaking, she quickly left without looking back.

Xiao Hengzhi watched her figure disappear through the door, then staggered back into the house, collapsed onto the bed, and rubbed his throbbing temples.

Although he wasn't drunk, the strong liquor was taking its toll on his young body.

He collapsed onto the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a very faint sound came from outside the window.

He turned over, his breathing heavy and steady, but he did not wake up.

In the quiet, dark room, a blinding flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and a round piece of iron flew toward his neck.

Xiao Hengzhi suddenly opened his eyes, his movements swift as the wind. He pulled a dagger from under his pillow to block the metal piece, and the air vibrated with a chilling sound.

Immediately afterward, a sharp blade thrust straight at him. Xiao Hengzhi snorted coldly, nimbly dodged to the side, and with a backhand strike, knocked the assassin's dagger to the ground.

The assassin was clearly unprepared for his alertness, and his movements faltered. Immediately afterward, a very faint gust of wind came from outside the door, and several dark figures suddenly darted out from all around.

Xiao Hengzhi's expression darkened slightly, his hand gripping the dagger tightly, and his eyes grew even colder.

Several assassins flashed forward and attacked in an instant, their blades aimed straight for vital points. Their movements were clean, efficient, and well-coordinated, clearly demonstrating their high level of training.

Every move was aimed at his vital points, clearly intended to kill him.

Xiao Hengzhi tried to block, but he was attacked from all sides and soon began to struggle.

"But did the Crown Prince send you?" he said coldly.

The assassins remained unmoved and surrounded them again without hesitation, the air thick with murderous intent.

However, at that moment, a figure as swift as the wind suddenly burst through the window and entered.

Xiao Hengzhi looked over and saw a familiar face appear – it was Gui Ye.

"I thought you weren't coming back," Xiao Hengzhi said jokingly.

"I just went out to experience the life of ordinary people, I didn't expect you to have become a prince, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Upon seeing this, one of the assassins immediately dispatched himself to deal with Guiye.

Xiao Hengzhi's gaze was cold, and his movements were as agile as a hawk. The dagger in his hand cleaved through the assassins' attacks like lightning. Both he and Guiye were of Chinu origin, and their speed and strength far exceeded those of ordinary people. The assassins were gradually forced into a disadvantageous position.

In a short time, most of them had fallen.

Seeing the situation was dire, one of the assassins gritted his teeth and shouted, "Retreat!"

The other assassins immediately tried to retreat and escape, but Guiye's eyes narrowed, and he chased after them without mercy, plunging his blade deep into one of the assassins' backs.

The assassin groaned and collapsed instantly, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Hengzhi coldly stared at the remaining assassins, his eyes filled with intense killing intent. He swiftly moved forward, delivering a series of precise strikes that killed the last few assassins one by one.

A moment later, the room fell silent. The floor was littered with the corpses of the assassins, and all the guards outside the courtyard had been wiped out. The entire mansion was filled with the stench of blood.

Guiye sneered, sheathed his dagger, and said with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "The people you've offended are no ordinary people, they've even sent assassins."

Xiao Hengzhi snorted coldly, his gaze as deep as a cold pool, his tone laced with malice: "Yes, some people are really impatient, eager to get rid of me."

Guiye chuckled softly, "You want me to investigate?"

Xiao Hengzhi's eyes were icy, and his tone was chilling: "No need, I know who it is."

The next day at noon, Jiang went to Duming Garden.

The news of Duan Zhi'an's move here was not widely publicized, after all, the capital city was not like the palace, and there were many other people besides the court officials.

Not to mention that since the last Wen family banquet, many women have been thinking about him.

If they knew he was staying here, they'd probably be in constant turmoil outside his door.

On her way to Duming Garden, she had to pass by the Prince's residence. She had originally planned to skip it, but then she thought that she needed to ask Duan Zhi'an for something today. If she brought Wen Qian's words along, perhaps he would be in a better mood and more willing to talk to her.

So, in front of the Crown Prince's residence, she sent someone in to inform the Crown Princess.

As soon as Wen Qian heard that she was looking for someone, she quickly ran out.

"Miss Jiang, what brings you here?"

Seeing her beaming with joy, Jiang Wan said, "The Grand Tutor has moved into his new residence, and I thought I should go and offer my congratulations. Since I was passing by, I thought I'd ask if the Princess Consort would like to come along?"

Wen Qian pondered. Her uncle preferred quiet and hadn't held a housewarming banquet since moving into the new house, but she still had to observe the proper etiquette. So she decided to go today.

After a moment, she replied, "I happen to have prepared a gift, Miss Jiang, please wait for me a moment."

Soon, Wen Qian came out with an exquisite wooden box, which had a safety buckle tied to it with silk so that it could be carried.

“My uncle saved me twice before, and I’ve been meaning to give him gifts in return, but I haven’t had the chance. Last time he came to pick up his handkerchief in person, I forgot about it. It just so happens that I can go to his house with you today.”

"Alright, you can ride in my carriage, and we'll go together."

Just as the two were about to leave, another person came out of the mansion, looking hurried and speaking in a somewhat anxious tone.

"Weren't you supposed to learn medicinal cuisine? You're already halfway through, where are you going?"

"We can learn medicinal cuisine another day... My uncle is moving to a new house, and today he happens to be going with the Crown Princess to deliver congratulatory gifts... Would the Crown Prince like to come along?"

Wen Qian asked in a low voice, and Jiang Mian also lifted the curtain to take a look.

That one glance startled her so much that the smile on her face twitched.

All that could be seen was Li Zhijing standing at the door, holding a piece of Isatis root covered in mud, clearly preparing medicinal cuisine with Wen Qian.

He looked at the wooden box in Wen Qian's hand, pursed his lips, and said, "I won't go. I hope the Crown Princess will come back soon."

Wen Qian nodded slightly, then lowered the sedan curtain.

Jiang Wan's gaze swept over her several times before she finally couldn't help but ask, "The Crown Prince seems to be treating his wife differently. Has something happened?"

Wen Qian lowered her head, slightly shy, and said, "I don't know either, but the young master has indeed been different lately. It seems..."

"It seems like I care about you more now?" Jiang Wan chimed in.

Wen Qian pursed her lips: "Perhaps... I'm just being presumptuous."

“No, that’s not true!” Mo Ping suddenly spoke up from the side. “These past few days, the young master has not only taken good care of his wife, but has also accompanied her in making medicinal meals. I think the young master has simply discovered how good his wife is.”

Jiang Mian also joked with a smile: "In that case, the Crown Prince's residence should soon have a little prince!"

Wen Qian blushed as the two of them joked around.


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