Zhui Feng remained motionless, still staring at the chaotic crisscross of arrows inside the carriage, puzzled, "How did Your Highness avoid these arrows?"
Cai Wei laughed and teased, "Ben Boba, since when have you beco such a busybody?"
Zhui Feng’s face turned red, and he bowed his head, "My apologies for speaking out of turn, I hope Your Highness will forgive ." After speaking, he dropped the curtain and went to help Chang i and the White Tiger.
However, the assassins caught by Chang i, unwilling to be captured, bit their teeth when they realized they lost their ability to resist; soon, they started convulsing all over and frothed at the mouth before dying.
Cai Wei lifted the curtain, looking coldly at the movent outside, seeing the captured assassins dying one by one, she said coldly, "Remove their jaws; they are hiding poison in their mandibular hollows. Don’t let them die. I have questions for them!"
Upon receiving the order, Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue acted together, grabbing one assassin about to commit suicide. One held his limbs, the other grabbed his jaw, "Click", and dislocated it.
Finally, there was a survivor. Cai Wei ordered Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue to tie him up and set him aside temporarily, then go deal with the corpses.
She herself, under their watchful eyes, mounted the White Tiger and sped into the city like lightning. Huan Qiu was left behind to take care of the coachman, who was still barely breathing...
Today was the fifteenth; the moon was full, illuminating the earth as if it were daylight. Worried about her mother and her newly born younger sister, Cai Wei couldn’t care less and charged into the city on the White Tiger.
At this mont, her ho was bustling.
Mu Zhongqing was holding his newborn daughter, unable to put her down, continuously looking at her and laughing, "Look at this little girl, so soft and pink, she’s really good-looking, exactly like her older sister when she was a baby; she really ca out of the sa mold."
Lady Du, lying on the couch, weakly laughed, "Look at you talk, it’s normal for children born of the sa mother to look alike!"
"Dad, Dad, Wu’er wants to see the little sister..."
"I want to see too—" Wen’er, clutching Mu Zhongqing’s robe, tiptoed and strained to lift her face, trying to get a glimpse of the baby in swaddling clothes.
When Cai Wei entered, she just saw this warm scene. Her eyes instantly softened with a smile as she headed straight for Mu Zhongqing.
"Ah, Wei’er, how did you get here?"
Mu Zhongqing carefully handed the infant in his arms to Cai Wei. Seeing her arrive alone without any attendants, he was greatly surprised.
Holding the soft and delicate bundle, Cai Wei smiled and said, "I sneaked out, otherwise those officials would start complaining again."
The tiny infant, still asleep, with her dark hair and round face, and tender cheeks, was clearly a beauty in the making.
Cai Wei loved her dearly, freeing one hand to gently touch the cherry-sized little mouth. The baby, as if sensing her touch, imdiately opened her mouth and searched around as if looking for her mother. Unable to find her, she closed her eyes feeling wronged, pouting slightly, and after a few tries, she finally cried out loud, pulling at Cai Wei’s heartstrings.
"Quick, where’s the wet nurse?"
She gently rocked the little one in her arms, anxiously inquiring, knowing the child was due to be born these days. She had expressly ordered the Internal Affairs Departnt to select four healthy wet nurses and had them sent to her ho, but now she saw none.
Lady Du adjusted her hair, sat up, and said, "Let Mother feed her. All four of you were nursed by Mother herself. For this youngest one, Mother plans to nurse her personally."
Cai Wei stood up, handing the baby back to Lady Du.
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