Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 1125 - 1123: Unlucky and Injured

Changping stared in astonishment at Wufu, who was almost in her face, and stammered, "Wufu..."

"Young lady!" Jadeite saw the blossom of blood spreading on Wufu Suqing’s clothes, and was filled with both alarm and anger, her longsword becoming even more fierce.

Zhao Mingjun, seeing this, stayed even closer to Wufu and the others, feeling utterly disgusted as if he had swallowed shit, and cursed, "You despicable, shameless scoundrel!"

The assassination happened in an instant, and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horseman Division quickly arrived. The remaining assassins in the private room, seeing the opportune moment lost, could only retreat.

"Catch them, leave them alive!" Zhao Mingjun shouted in a mix of shock and anger.

However, who paid him any mind?

"You, I order you as a prince..." Zhao Mingjun glared at Wufu.

"Shut up!" Wufu glared back at him fiercely, thinking him a despicable piece of trash!

Zhao Mingjun was clearly not expecting Wufu to dare yell at him, and was momentarily stunned, as the commanders and guards of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horseman Division rushed in.

With reinforcements present, Zhao Mingjun felt much more at ease, and his princely demeanor returned. He furiously commanded, "Dare to assassinate a prince, kill without mercy! Everyone suspicious in the city, arrest them all."

Wufu glanced angrily at Zhao Mingjun from the corner of her eye.

"Wufu, your back." Changping pointed at Wufu’s back, covering her mouth with her hands in shock.

If Wufu hadn’t come to save her, blocking that sword, would she be dead now? She looked at Wufu, tears welling up, her eyes filled with gratitude and emotion.

The little girl couldn’t hide her feelings. Wufu knew exactly what that look meant, internally grumbling that it wasn’t her intention to block the sword for her; she was forced into it!

Damn, it hurt like hell!

"Young lady." Jadeite pressed a handkerchief to her wound, frantic with worry.

The assassins had long since left, leaving the small private room in chaos, with death and injury and the thick scent of blood.

"Let’s go." Wufu said.

Jadeite immediately supported her to leave.

"Nobody move, we haven’t figured out the assassins’ identities yet, nobody leaves," the Tenth Prince commanded.

Seeing two guards blocking her path, Wufu’s face darkened.

"Brother Shi, these assassins came to kill you, we were just caught in the crossfire, why can’t we leave?" Changping finally came to her senses and angrily exclaimed, "Wufu got hurt saving me, she needs immediate medical attention." Then she glared at the two guards blocking the way: "Get out of the Commandery Princess’s way!"

The two guards looked at the Tenth Prince.

The Tenth Prince glanced at Changping, considering her status and recalling the martial skills of these two women just now. If they were assassins, he’d be dead already, so he waved his hand to let them pass.

As the guards stepped aside, Jadeite promptly helped Wufu leave quickly, with Changping closely following, and Qing Xin, who had narrowly escaped danger, wiping her face and hurriedly catching up.

Upon exiting the Zhenxiu Pavilion, Jadeite whistled, and a carriage immediately drove around the corner. Mei Shi, the Hidden Guard disguised as a coachman for Wufu, sat on the carriage bench. Seeing their condition, his expression slightly changed.

"Young lady." Mei Shi’s face turned a bit pale.

"The young lady is injured, we’ll talk later!" Jadeite helped Wufu into the carriage and signaled to the Hidden Guard with a glance.

"Wufu." Changping also wanted to follow, as Wufu had gotten injured saving her; she couldn’t just leave like this.

Wufu said, "I expect the Jingkang Prince’s Mansion will arrive soon, and the Tenth Prince is also here. Be careful yourself." Saying this, she patted the side of the carriage, and it immediately set off.

Changping stood there dazed, watching the carriage leave. From a distance, another carriage and guards were approaching swiftly, exactly the people from Jingkang Prince’s Mansion.