Imperial Concubine: His Majesty is truly pitiful. Alas, we should treat him well from now on...
Third Prince, Ninth Prince: What did we just hear? Let's focus on our studies and protect our little sister in the future...
"Your Majesty is wronged! Even if I had a hundred lives, I would not dare to take this blame. This Duan Feibai was the former Crown Prince of Duan Kingdom. I don't know why he went mad today. It has nothing to do with me."
The envoy from the Southern Kingdom, Qin Yuan, concealed the disbelief and panic in his eyes and hurriedly explained:
"Since Duan Feibai dared to lay a hand on Her Highness the Princess, then he shall be handed over to the Emperor for punishment."
In any case, they just can't admit it's related to the Southern Kingdom. That's right, it was all Duan Feibai's doing.
Emperor Jing didn't think the Southern Kingdom would acknowledge it; he was just saying this to get Duan Feibai.
"In that case, Duan Feibai will be handled by Princess Anle..."
Emperor Jing glossed over the matter easily, as if he hadn't been the one who had just started the trouble.
"Thank you, Father Emperor. I will take him down now."
Jing Le smiled, her eyes crinkling, but her fingers didn't loosen.
Because Duan Feibai's pupils were still red, he was clearly still being controlled.
“We’ll go too,” the Third Prince and the Ninth Prince immediately said. They didn’t want their sister to face the abnormal Duan Feibai alone.
"Go ahead, Xu Hai, come with him. The banquet continues." Emperor Jing agreed, whispered a few instructions to Eunuch Xu, and then dismissed them.
When Qin Yuan, who had returned to his seat in the Southern Kingdom, saw that the Third Prince and the Ninth Prince had both left, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
You've practically delivered this to my doorstep, so don't blame me. As for Princess Anle, she probably won't find out...
He exchanged a glance with the guards hidden in the shadows outside the door, made a few gestures, and then left with Jing Le and the others.
The banquet continued, the southern kingdom quieted down, other countries gradually relaxed, and the main hall became lively again.
Because of what happened before, other countries are even more eager to marry Princess Dayong.
"I never expected that Princess Anle would be so powerful, in addition to Princess Jiayue. One is scholarly and the other is martial. The genes of the Dayong royal family are really strong. I must marry a princess back."
"If we can't marry her, then we'll return to our country and have the Emperor send some princes and princesses here for a political marriage, and they must bear children of the Jing family bloodline..."
Public opinion attacks are equally terrifying in any era. Once these people return to their own countries, a barrage of propaganda will spread throughout almost the entire continent, making it known that the bloodline of the Dayong royal family is powerful and that the three-year-old princess is skilled in both literature and martial arts.
This led to many countries seeking marriage alliances, but that's another story.
...
On the other side.
Jing Le and the others left the banquet hall and headed towards the Imperial Concubine's Xuanhua Palace. Eunuch Xu took a different route and did not accompany them.
A small tail was hanging not far behind.
Jing Le had already spotted him, but she wasn't in a hurry; she was just waiting for the fish to take the bait.
She was very curious about what exactly was controlling Duan Feibai.
"Lele, give me Duan Feibai, I'll hold him hostage."
The Third Prince felt a pang of sympathy when he saw Jing Le holding the dagger tightly without loosening her grip. Wasn't it tiring for her to walk like that?
"He's just a five-year-old child, and I have martial arts skills. Do you think I'll let him get away?"
"Third Brother, are you sure?"
Jing Le noticed that after the Third Prince finished speaking, the person behind him showed his emotions for a moment, which she caught.
[So that's why the little mouse behind us wasn't moving earlier; it was waiting for Third Brother.]
"Then I'll have to trouble Third Brother to be the bait."
Third Prince: Is it too late for me to take back what I just said?
Ninth Prince: Hmm, you should speak less when you're with your sister, or you'll become bait...
"I'm sure, give it to me." What else could he do? A promise is a promise, and as a grown man, he naturally had to stand in front of his younger siblings.
Thinking this, the Third Prince reached out and grabbed Duan Feibai's wrist, trying to take the dagger away.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
"They're here," Jing Le murmured.
"What?" The Third Prince and the Ninth Prince were shocked by what they saw before them before they could understand.
Duan Feibai's pupils became bloodshot, and his grip on the dagger suddenly tightened. He instantly broke free of the restraints and stabbed towards the Third Prince's chest.
"Third brother, be careful!"
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