Seeing that Po Yue was about to get up, Yuan Yao didn't think twice and rushed over to hug his leg.
Po Yue: "..."
Po Yue's body was stiff and rigid, like a cold iron man: "Princess, please let go."
"I won't let go!"
Yuan Yao clung tightly to Po Yue's leg, looking at the grim-faced Ninth Prince: "Father, Yao'er forbids you from killing Canfeng!"
Canfeng left her because he listened to her.
How could he die?
The Ninth Prince's gaze was icy as he swept it over the group of assassins on the ground: "Do you know that if I had arrived even a moment later, you would have been meeting the King of Hell?"
Yuan Yao tightened her grip on Po Yue's small hands, pursing her lips: "Yao'er knows..."
The Ninth Prince sneered and said, "You are the daughter I cherish most in my heart. I wouldn't even bear to let a single hair of yours fall from your head."
"As a secret guard, Canfeng can neither protect your safety nor prevent you from being humiliated by a bunch of beasts with vulgar words. You have no reason to live!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao felt a lump in her throat and shook her head, saying, "Father, that's not how it is!"
Canfeng is fine! Father, you can't kill him!
He's always protected me! I forced him to go to rescue Xie Zhi and Lin Xuan, and I also forced him to go to rescue the Crown Prince and Huai Rou...
He is my bodyguard, under my command, and does what I say...
In short, you are not allowed to kill him!
She even used the formal "you" for Canfeng.
This unfamiliar form of address is really annoying!
“Yuan Yao.” The Ninth Prince’s face was gloomy, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth.
I was called by my full name...
This shows just how angry the Ninth Prince was.
Yuan Yao's eyes reddened, her lips drooped, and tears fell: "Father, Yao'er rarely begs you, but this time, I only beg you to spare Canfeng..."
When Yuan Yao cried, the Ninth Prince's expression changed.
His slender fingers were curled up together, hanging down beneath his wide sleeves.
Seeing this, the others all spoke up, "Your Majesty, please spare Canfeng!"
"You all..." The Ninth Prince laughed in anger.
For the sake of a secret guard, they all dared to go against him?
Seeing this, Yuan Yao seized the opportunity to cry pitifully, "Father, Yao'er feels so bad..."
Feeling unwell?
The Ninth Prince's gaze changed, and with a wave of his hand, he overturned the Broken Moon.
"Bang!"
The broken moon fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The Ninth Prince rushed over and picked up Yuan Yao, asking, "Tell your father, where does it hurt?"
Yuan Yao stretched out her chubby little hands and wrapped them around the Ninth Prince's neck, her little voice trembling as she cried, "Daddy, why did you scare Yao'er... Yao'er doesn't want Canfeng to die..."
She cried so hard she started hiccuping.
The Ninth Prince felt heartbroken and reached out to pat her back, coaxing her as he did so, "It's all Father's fault, Yao'er, don't cry anymore, or you'll lose your voice."
Yuan Yao was crying so hard that she couldn't stop.
She knew that the Ninth Prince couldn't bear to see her cry.
Her soft, whiny crying and whining always works on everyone...
After settling the Crown Prince and the two princesses, Canfeng returned to report, only to find Yuanyao buried in the arms of the Ninth Prince, crying bitterly.
He paused for a moment, then met Po Yue's face.
Apart from the Ninth Prince, even the members of the Dark Guard Camp couldn't see through the layer of black mist on the faces of the other Dark Guards...
Through the black mist, Po Yue coldly faced his direction, having already spotted him.
Canfeng stood at the moon gate, unsure of what to do.
Sensing his presence, the Ninth Prince coldly said, "Why aren't you coming out yet?"
Canfeng immediately straightened up, strode over, and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty, Princess."
"Smack!"
With a flick of his sleeve, the Ninth Prince delivered a heavy slap to Canfeng's face.
He said coldly, "This slap is a reward for saving the Crown Prince and the future princes and marquises of the Great Qi."
Canfeng remained motionless and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty."
The Ninth Prince raised his hand and slapped him again: "This is your punishment for violating the rules of the Dark Guard Camp and putting your master in danger."
Canfeng's figure swayed slightly: "Canfeng accepts the punishment."
The Ninth Prince squinted and raised his sleeve again.
Yuan Yao's face was deathly pale as she cried out in worry, "Father, stop hitting him!"
From the side, Po Yue spoke up: "Princess, don't stop him, His Highness is doing this for Can Feng's own good."
But……
Yuan Yao glanced at Can Feng; he was about to reach his limit.
"It's alright." Canfeng looked at Yuan Yao and said in a muffled voice, "Princess, I can handle it."
"Smack!"
The final slap landed heavily on Canfeng's face.
Canfeng couldn't take it, tilted his head, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Remnant Wind!" Yuan Yao exclaimed in surprise.
Jiang Chengyan and the others, who were standing at a distance, were also terrified.
Secret guards—they'd only ever heard of them in stories.
Appearing without a trace and disappearing without a trace, possessing profound skill, living only in legends...
But today, they saw it for themselves!
These bodyguards were indeed like ghosts!
Such a powerful bodyguard couldn't even withstand three slaps from the Ninth Prince...
This shows just how powerful the Nine Thousand Years Old must be.
The Ninth Prince held Yuan Yao in his arms, a cold smile curving his lips: "Canfeng, you have violated the rules of the Dark Guard Camp, so the Dark Guard Camp cannot keep you here."
Today, I have crippled 30% of your power as punishment.
Starting at midnight tonight, the Dark Guard Camp will dispatch ten guards to hunt you down. You have three days. If you survive, you will be free. If you die, your corpse will become food for the Dark Guard Camp's wolves.
"Father!"
Yuan Yao was greatly alarmed.
Was Canfeng expelled from the Dark Guard Camp?
Moreover, he'll be hunted down by his own fellow disciples?
He was injured and was being chased by ten guards. Could he survive?
“Princess.” Canfeng’s deep, slightly hoarse voice rang out: “It was Canfeng who was in the wrong first. Please, Princess, do not put His Highness in a difficult position.”
"But you're so badly injured, you'll die!" Yuan Yao looked at him anxiously.
Canfeng shook his head and looked at the Ninth Prince: "Your Highness, if I return alive, may I... may I continue to protect the Princess?"
The Ninth Prince glanced at him disdainfully: "Alright."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Canfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, took a breath, and disappeared.
Then, Po Yue also left.
Yuan Yao's mood was extremely heavy.
Through her tear-blurred eyes, she gazed at the spot where Canfeng had vanished, and cried out in a trembling voice, "Canfeng! If you can hear me, you must come back alive! I will wait for you!"
The Ninth Prince raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Alright, stop crying. If you cry again, I'll get jealous."
"Waaah..." Yuan Yao turned her face away sadly.
She was so worried about Canfeng!
Will that simpleton ever come back to her alive?
The Ninth Prince's lips curled slightly, then he coldly looked at the crippled assassin on the ground and said to the door, "Come in."
The leader of the iron cavalry led his men in: "Your Majesty."
The Ninth Prince grunted in agreement: "Take the jaws off these beasts, throw them in jail, pick an auspicious day, hold a banquet, and invite high-ranking officials and nobles to feed the fish in the moat."
"Yes, sir!"
The leader of the Iron Cavalry waved his hand, and a group of well-trained Imperial Guards rushed in, dislocating the jaws of the assassins with a series of sharp cracks, and dragging them out.
Yuan Yao turned her head, sobbing, and asked, "What does this have to do with feeding the fish?"
The Ninth Prince's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile, his voice soft and pleasant: "Because they are fish food."
Yuan Yao: "???"
What?
The Ninth Prince wants to use these people to feed the fish?!
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