The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant

Chapter 775: Chapter 775: Uh-oh, Emperor Chu is About to Take the Blame

The wind howled, the assassin met his end.

Song Ci was somewhat bewildered, looking at the surrounding chaos. Was it over just like that?

Attack and be done, that’s it?

Come on, were these assassins just here to throw their lives away as a formality?

And that self-sacrificing assassin shouted something with a hint of conspiracy before dying?

Oh dear, it seems her old friend’s son might take the blame for this.

”Grandmother, are you alright?” Song Lingjie asked, concerned for Song Ci’s health now that the assassin was gone.

Song Ci shook her head, then looked at Nanny: ”Give me the Heart-saving Pill.”

After witnessing the bloody scene, her heart was racing.

Nanny retrieved a small pouch from a hidden pocket in her belt, took out a delicate little jade bottle, and handed a small pill to Song Ci.

Song Ci took it and swallowed it dry.

Cough, cough, damn it, it got stuck.

Luckily, someone handed her a water pouch, and after taking a sip, she managed to swallow the pill.

After calming down, she looked at those around her: ”Is everyone alright?”

The family was alright, though Lu Shi, with her small feet, strained her ankle from walking too fast, but it wasn’t a major issue.

As for the servants and guards, Song Ci told Song Lingjie: ”Have someone note down the casualties, and make sure to send compensation later.”

”Yes,” Song Lingjie replied, ”Grandmother, now that it’s over, and this place is unsafe, let’s return home.”

Song Ci nodded but then heard a chorus of wailing and sobbing.

She looked over and saw some women weeping bitterly over at what looked like the royal family area.

”Looks like there are casualties in the Xia family,” someone beside her remarked.

Song Ci turned her head and noticed that the Madam of Duke Dingguo and her group were now by her side, and it was she who had spoken. Seeing Song Ci look over, she smiled and nodded.

”Madam Tai, you haven’t changed over the years; still robust and fearless, truly admirable,” the Madam of Duke Dingguo praised.

Song Ci thought: Met before?

But then she realized that they probably met when attending mourning rituals back in her hometown, so it wasn’t surprising.

However, Song Ci didn’t have much impression of her, so she said, ”I’m old now, can’t handle turmoil, it almost scared me to death.”

The Madam of Duke Dingguo only took it as modesty, noting that being able to identify dangerous places as safe ones in an emergency showed a stable state of mind.

”I wonder what’s going on with the royal family,” she pondered.

Song Lingzhou, having sharp eyes, pointed in that direction and said, ”Grandmother, isn’t that Second Brother?”

Song Ci followed his finger and indeed saw Song Lingzhao standing wet among the crowd.

Miss Jiang also saw and, seeing he was unharmed, breathed a huge sigh of relief, ”That brat, staring blankly at the chaos again.”

Watching a commotion can easily bring trouble upon oneself.

”Let’s go over and take a look,” Song Ci decided as she saw Emperor Chu heading that way, so she followed him.

The surroundings were still chaotic, with people shouting for help, others crying, and some handling the aftermath.

Song Ci made her way through unobstructed, still seeing the imperial guards dragging away the assassins’ bodies, probably to investigate their origin.

As she got closer, she heard someone shouting loudly.

”Emperor, have mercy, please save him, we at Prince Xin Mansion have only one heir, we haven’t done anything, you can’t annihilate us,” a woman pleaded, kneeling to Emperor Chu, knocking her head on the ground.

Next to her, an elderly man with graying hair slapped her: ”What nonsense are you spouting, shut your mouth!” He then turned pale as he bowed to Emperor Chu, saying, ”Emperor, this foolish woman has lost her mind, please spare her once.”