Chapter 122 No need for power and snobbery, not necessarily a prince
"A bunch of trash."
The humiliation in this sentence is not heavy, but it is definitely not light either.
Although Wei Changtian said this, he actually knew in his heart that these three groups of people came from very quickly.
After all, it is a "hidden whistle". In order to ensure concealment, part of the reaction time will naturally be sacrificed.
What's more, the time from the assassin shooting the first arrow to the end of the battle is no more than a hundred breaths, which is indeed too short.
But you still have to scold when you should.
"protect me?"
Wei Changtian casually wiped Long Yin clean on an assassin's clothes and returned the sword to its sheath.
"You might as well come a little later and just collect the body for me."
"I, we..."
The three big men lowered their heads lower and lower, feeling bitter in their hearts but not daring to argue. They could only apologize again and again: "I know I was wrong! I hope you will forgive me!"
"snort."
Wei Changtian glanced at the three of them: "That's it, let's forget it this time."
"If your master asks me about today's events, I will only say that you came in time... I hope you can live up to my concealment for you this time."
"..."
The three men were all stunned when they heard this sentence.
They thought they were going to be in bad luck this time, but they didn't expect that Wei Changtian only cursed a few words, but didn't really punish them.
He even took the initiative to conceal this "dereliction of duty" for them!
You must know that although the three of them belong to the three forces of Xuanjing Division, Qingpao Army, and Tianluo Sect, the tasks they received at that time were basically the same——
Protect Wei Changtian Zhouquan at all costs!
If Wei Changtian exaggerated what happened today and told Liang Zhen, Chen Bo, and Qin Zhengqiu, the three of them would have to die to apologize at the very least.
But now, not only is it “no fault”, but it has become “meritorious”!
"Please rest assured, young master!"
The three of them expressed their opinions loudly, and then finally slowly stood up from the ground.
Wei Changtian waved his hands and ignored them, but Ning Qingyu, who saw all this, was a little surprised.
"Applying kindness and power at the same time, the emperor has his own way..."
...
A quarter of an hour later.
Surrounded by three groups of people, several carriages left the foot of Nanshan Mountain and drove slowly towards Shuzhou City.
The bodies of the people from the royal palace and nearly a hundred assassins who came with them were handled by the government themselves, and the injuries of the "survivors" had also been simply bandaged and treated.
In fact, except for Wei Changtian and Ning Yuke, no one else was injured at all.
Ning Qingyu was wearing a piece of armor that could be called a treasure, and he shot such a fierce arrow without even leaving a trace, which made Wei Changtian jealous.
As for Ning Yuzhu and Ning Yuling, apart from scratching their skin in the carriage, they had nothing to do.
Of course, the outward appearance may not be injured, but the psychological trauma should still be quite serious.
"Woooooo... Mr. Wei...I, I'm so scared..."
In the carriage, Ning Yuzhu had been crying all the way, and in the end, regardless of the other people around her, she threw herself directly into Wei Changtian's arms and couldn't help but choke.
As a princess, she had been pampered since childhood. She had never seen such a scene before, and it was obvious that she was really frightened.
"Princess Princess..."
Wei Changtian glanced at Ning Qingyu awkwardly. Seeing that the latter had no reaction, he gently patted Ning Yuzhu on the shoulder and whispered comfort.
"It's all over."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Ning Yuzhu did not answer, but continued to cry, and her tears soon soaked Wei Changtian's clothes.
"..."
Logically speaking, having a beautiful woman in your arms should be a good thing, but Wei Changtian frowned at this moment.
He always felt that this assassination incident was full of weirdness, but Ning Yuzhu's crying made him unable to think, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated in his heart.
This feeling is like you are having a very important meeting, but your girlfriend calls you over and over again to cry and complain that you drank an extra cup of milk tea today and failed to lose weight.
If it were anyone else, Wei Changtian would have probably pushed him away.
But Ning Yuzhu is a princess after all, not to mention Ning Qingyu is right next to her, so she still has to give this little face...
Wei Changtian was in a dilemma, but fortunately Ning Yuke sat next to him at this time, stretched out his hand to hold Ning Yuzhu's shoulders and persuaded softly:
"Yuzhu, Mr. Wei is injured. Don't bother him anymore."
"sister!"
Ning Yuzhu just wanted to find someone to vent to, but she didn't choose a partner. She immediately turned around and threw herself into Ning Yuke's arms.
Feeling relieved, Wei Changtian nodded gratefully to Ning Yuke, who hugged his sister and apologized in a low voice:
"Mr. Wei, women are timid. I hope you won't blame me."
"It doesn't matter."
"What happened today..."
"No need to say this."
Wei Changtian shook his head and interrupted: "I also want to save myself."
"..."
Ning Yuke raised her head and was silent for a moment, but insisted on finishing her words: "...Thank you, Master."
"..."
After a few brief exchanges, the two of them stopped talking, but still looked at each other for two more breaths before looking away.
Taking a look at the white cloth wrapped around Ning Yuke's hand, Wei Changtian suddenly noticed that Princess Rou'an didn't seem to be crying.
It is not rigorous to say so.
She seemed to have cried when he fought with the assassin, but he had never seen her cry since the assassin died.
He didn't even frown when he applied medicine and bandage to the wound on his palm.
Wei Changtian had seen the wound.
Not to mention such a weak woman, even Xu Qingwan and Liang Qin, who have practiced martial arts, may not be able to endure such injuries.
This woman...is a bit interesting.
But her reaction wasn't the most unexpected today.
Glancing at Ning Qingyu, who looked calm with his peripheral vision, Wei Changtian turned his head and looked out the car window.
Shuzhou City is not far ahead, and the sunshine at noon is golden and bright.
The moat was calm and calm, and the soldiers guarding the city looked lazy.
In such a peaceful and prosperous age, most people can still live a good life as long as they don't seek death.
It's just that... if you don't need power, you may not be able to survive.
...
It was almost dusk when Wei Changtian sent Ning Qingyu and others back to the palace and then returned to his small house.
Liang Zhen and Chen Bo came very quickly. He ran over before he finished his pot of tea. Seeing that he was indeed not a big problem, they breathed a sigh of relief and began to discuss today's affairs.
The three of them discussed in the room for a while, and finally came to a unanimous conclusion——
Regardless of who sent this group of assassins, Shuzhou City will be in considerable shock for some time to come.
Fortunately, it has little to do with them. After all, there is currently no sign that this incident has any connection with Wei Changtian.
At least it's definitely not the work of the Liu family.
Of course, it can't be said that it doesn't matter at all. At least Wei Changtian's "eat soft rice" plan will be put on hold for a while until the matter is clarified.
Alas, it was obvious that I was almost ready to "ride the princess"...
After seeing the two of them off, Wei Changtian sighed deeply in the room.
"Sir, why are you sighing?" Yuan'er asked with a distressed look on her face and some confusion.
"nothing."
Wei Changtian shook his head and suddenly asked a question inexplicably.
"Yuan'er, are you afraid of pain?"
"Master, this question is really strange."
Yuan'er smiled and said, "Who is not afraid of pain?"