Chapter 112 The Last Kick

The delivery room reeked of blood, yet a loud cry brought a glimmer of life to the scene.

Shen Jin held the wrinkled little bundle of flesh, his whole body stiff, afraid to move. His hands had wielded swords, killed people, and commanded armies, but he had never held such a soft and fragile little thing.

"Your Highness...you...you must support his head..."

Although the midwife beside her was trembling with fear, her professionalism remained, and she shakily gave instructions, "Yes... just like that... Oh dear, the little prince is still blowing bubbles, so cute..."

Shen Jin looked down at the little thing in his arms who was still crying with its eyes closed. His eyes gradually changed from initial confusion to an unprecedented tenderness.

This is his son.

Although he's a bit ugly, his eyebrows and eyes... really do look a lot like him.

"Don't cry."

Chen Jin awkwardly shook his arm, his voice soft, "Your mother is asleep, don't disturb her."

Amazingly, the child seemed to understand his father's words, and his crying gradually subsided, turning into soft, whimpering sounds.

Shen Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around, intending to place the child next to Jiang Mianmian's pillow so that she could see the baby as soon as she woke up.

However.

The moment he turned his back to the pile of corpses...

A man in black, who had been lying in a pile of corpses with a dagger stuck in his chest and was already "dead," suddenly twitched his fingers slightly.

He was the leader of this operation and also the Empress Dowager's most elite assassin. He possessed the secret technique of holding his breath like a turtle, so although the sword strike was heavy, it missed by half an inch and did not damage his heart.

He had been waiting.

Wait for the moment when you relax your guard.

At this moment, Shen Jin was holding the child in his arms, with his back to him, and all his attention was on his wife and child.

Now!

The assassin suddenly opened his eyes, a mad glint of suicidal madness flashing within them. He made no sound, sprang to his feet like a dying venomous snake.

He was still tightly gripping a poisoned dart in his sleeve.

The goal is not to be cautious.

His target was—Jiang Mianmian, who was lying unconscious in bed!

Killing this woman will surely throw the Regent into chaos! Any major action will inevitably lead to chaos!

"Go to hell!"

The assassin roared inwardly, his figure flashing like lightning as he instantly approached the bed.

Shen Jin heard the wind behind him.

But he was holding a child in his arms. If he turned to block, the child would be hit; if he dodged, Jiang Mianmian behind him would be exposed to the enemy's blade.

This is a dead end.

His composed pupils contracted sharply; in this critical moment, he made the only choice—

Instead of dodging, he suddenly bent down and used his back to take the blow, trying to protect his wife and children beneath him.

"puff--!"

The sound of a hidden arrow piercing through clothing.

However.

The expected excruciating pain did not come.

Instead, a dull, loud thud of flesh colliding with flesh rang in my ears.

"Bang--!!!"

Shen Jin suddenly turned around.

The assassin, who had been so confident of victory and had already jumped into the air, was now flying backward like a baseball hit by a ball, twice as fast as when he came!

"boom!"

The assassin slammed heavily against the wall, embedding himself in the crack, impossible to pry out. His chest was deeply caved in, clearly all his ribs were broken; this time he was truly dead, even his eyeballs bulged out, dying with unseeing eyes.

And on the bed.

Jiang Mianmian, who should have been "unconscious," was currently maintaining an extremely domineering side kick posture.

One of her feet was still dangling in mid-air, and the blanket covering her had been pulled back to one side. Her pale face was now filled with "morning grumpiness" and "irritability."

Jiang Mianmian slowly withdrew her leg, opened her eyes, and coldly glanced at the dead man on the wall.

Isn't this annoying?!

[I just fell asleep! I just dreamt that braised pork was served on the table!]

[You just barged in with that damn syringe? Who are you trying to stab? Me?]

[Don't you know pregnant women... oh no, postpartum women are very irritable? Don't you know that disturbing someone's sleep is a capital offense?]

【You think you're so great?】

After venting her anger, Jiang Mianmian seemed to have exhausted her last bit of strength. Her body went limp, and she collapsed back onto the pillow.

She looked at the dumbfounded Shen Jin, and the little monkey in his arms with its wide-eyed, frightened expression, and weakly tugged at the corner of her mouth:

"Your Highness..."

"I remember... having someone fix the wall... that's my house..."

"Also...this person is so ugly...don't scare the child..."

After saying that, her head lolled to the side, and this time she truly fainted, emitting a soft snore.

The entire room fell silent.

The Shadow One and several guards who had just rushed in were utterly dumbfounded when they saw the corpse on the wall that looked like a painting, and then the princess who had fallen asleep instantly on the bed.

this……

Is this a woman who just gave birth?!

She just gave birth and kicked a top expert into a wall?

That leg strength is even more powerful than those trained martial artists!

"Your Highness..." Yingyi swallowed hard, "The Princess Consort..."

Shen Jin stood by the bed, looking at the woman who was sleeping soundly, and then at the son in her arms.

a long time.

He suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter grew louder and louder, carrying a sense of relief at surviving a disaster and a pride that "my wife is indeed the best in the world."

"good."

"What a perfect final kick."

Shen Jin lowered his head and said to his son in his arms:

"Son, did you see it clearly?"

"From now on... don't mess with your mother, no matter who you are."

"Otherwise, even your father can't save you."

The little prince in his father's arms seemed to understand, and he cooperated by blowing a bubble, then closed his eyes and fell peacefully asleep in his father's arms.

Shen Jin handed the child to the wet nurse who had rushed over, then went to the bedside, covered Jiang Mianmian with a blanket, and carefully tucked her exposed "divine foot" back into the blanket.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He kissed her forehead. "Sleep now. This time... no one will dare to disturb you."

Then, Shen Jin straightened up, the gentleness on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by the coldness and majesty of a regent.

He pointed to the corpse on the wall, then to the mess in the room:

"Clean it up."

"Furthermore, issue the order for a city-wide manhunt. Anyone connected to tonight's assassination attempt, even if they are just an ant, must be found for me."

"I will settle this score with them properly."

The wind and rain have stopped.

The first rays of dawn finally pierced through the clouds and shone into the delivery room, a place filled with bloodshed and new life.

Jiang Mianmian's kick not only sent the assassin flying, but also ushered in a new chapter for the Regent's Palace.

From then on, the legends of the "female demon" in the capital city gained another, even more outrageous one—

[The Regent's first kick after giving birth shattered the assassin's invincible shield!]