Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

"There's an assassin!"

Lin Wantang was shocked and watched as a dark figure darted across the rooftop. Masked and with shifty eyes, the figure moved with deadly speed and deadly agility, wielding a short sword and aiming precisely at Wei Wujiu's neck!

"Commander, be careful!"

As Lin Wantang exclaimed in surprise, she also pushed Wei Wujiu away. She was not skilled in martial arts and knew she should not cause trouble, so she quickly hid on the bed, not forgetting to find the silver knife and hold it tightly in her hand, just in case.

Caught off guard, Wei Wujiu took several steps back to avoid the assassin's attack, glancing at Lin Wantang out of the corner of his eye. "Hide well!"

In an instant, he drew a soft sword from his inner sleeve. It was like a nimble snake, seemingly weak and powerless, but as Wei Wujiu exerted his strength, the soft sword suddenly became multifaceted and radiated a cold light, nimbly exchanging blows with the assassin.

"Impressive skills. Who are you?"

Wei Wujiu was highly skilled and did not use his full strength at all. He dealt with the assassin in a superficial and perfunctory manner, questioning him while also keenly observing the assassin's eyes.

"You're from the manor? Ha! You managed to deceive me, harboring malicious intentions and remaining a slave in the manor. Why are you suddenly so reluctant to do it?"

Wei Wujiu, suspicious and subtly probing, parried the attacks without being affected in the slightest.

The assassin had been forced into retreat, and though he gritted his teeth in anger, he remained silent. He tried to use a feint to escape, but Wei Wujiu saw through his plan and, with a slight twist of his soft sword, stabbed it straight into his chest.

The moment the blood gushed out, the assassin's body went limp in excruciating pain.

Night Hawk rushed in upon hearing the commotion, and without saying a word, he subdued the assassin and tied him up securely in a few quick movements.

"The Commander-in-Chief was frightened; I deserve to die!"

Night Hawk knelt down again to beg for forgiveness.

Wei Wujiu's indifferent expression remained unchanged. He casually tossed the soft sword onto the table, seemingly disgusted by the bloodstains on it, and gestured to Ye Ying with his chin: "Go wipe it clean."

Night Hawk tried to stand up again, but then knelt down again, saying, "Governor, I was negligent in allowing the assassin to run rampant, and he almost harmed you and Miss Lin. I am culpable and deserve to die..."

"never mind."

Wei Wujiu interrupted him calmly, stretching his arms wearily. "This courtyard is one I forbade you to approach. This assassin is no ordinary person; it's normal that you didn't notice him."

Objectively speaking, Wei Wujiu was always clear about rewards and punishments.

Besides... this assassin was a servant in the manor, and it was Wei Wujiu who suspected him of being a traitor and deliberately kept him around to play the long game.

Wei Wujiu waved his hand, urging Ye Ying to rise, and glanced at the assassin who was gagged and bound hand and foot: "Interrogate him."

Night Hawk rose to receive the order, grabbed the assassin, ripped the gag from his mouth, and, recognizing him, angrily punched him several times. "Wei Wu! You filthy lackey, how dare you attempt to assassinate the lord!"

Wei Wu, already stabbed in the chest and now with his face covered in blood, cried out in pain and rage, "Bah! You castrated dog!"

He spat out blood and saliva, staring fiercely at Wei Wujiu.

"You traitorous scoundrel, a scourge to the country and its people! I'll kill you to rid the people of this menace! It's a pity that despite years of hardship and perseverance, my skills are still lacking, and I'm ashamed to have failed my master in personally finishing off you, you eunuch!"

Wei Wu's angry words revealed too much.

Wei Wujiu raised an eyebrow with interest, then glanced down at him: "This governor is a scourge to the country and its people?"

Countless senior officials in the court tried every day to impeach him, and all sorts of fabricated charges were brought up, but no one could think of the phrase "bringing disaster to the country and the people" to him.

This Wei Wu is quite interesting now.

"You have a master? Who is it?" Wei Wujiu asked again, narrowing his eyes.

Wei Wu, with a fierce but actually cowardly air, raised his head high, striking a pose as if to exude righteous indignation: "You want to know? Then crawl over here like a dog, and I'll tell you!"

Night Hawk punched Wei Wu twice more, trying to persuade Wei Wujiu not to trust this man. Wei Wujiu knew there might be a trap, but with him right in front of him, he didn't believe he couldn't control such a petty scoundrel.

"Come on! Do you dare? Without that thing, you're not even a man anymore! You have no guts! Castrated dog! You're worse than a pig or a dog!"

Wei Wu continued his arrogant shouting.

Lin Wantang was getting annoyed and wanted to leave, but as she walked towards Wei Wujiu, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Wei Wujiu was coughing up blood, and that blood...

Pitch black and foul-smelling, this is definitely not good!

"No!"

Lin Wantang quickly stopped Wei Wujiu, who was about to walk past, but before she could react, Wei Wujiu could no longer withstand the attack and suddenly shot a poisoned dart from his mouth toward Wei Wujiu. However, Lin Wantang blocked it with her own protection, and with a soft thud, the poisoned dart pierced straight into her back!

"Ouch..."

Lin Wantang's body trembled in pain, and blood immediately stained her clothes.

Wei Wujiu's pupils constricted sharply. He grabbed Lin Wantang with precision, refusing to even glance at Wei Wu again, a flash of unprecedented ferocity crossing his eyes. He unleashed a powerful palm strike towards Wei Wu's head, shouting, "You're courting death!"

Before Wei Wu could react, he felt his skull crack and blood flow from his seven orifices as he collapsed and died.

Night Hawk never dreamed that he would overlook Wei Wu's backup plan right before his and the Governor's eyes. Filled with regret and remorse, he hurriedly knelt down: "Governor, I will immediately summon the Imperial Physician and thoroughly investigate Wei Wu to find the mastermind behind this!"

Wei Wujiu scooped Lin Wantang up in his arms and carried her quickly to the bed. "Bear with it, the imperial physician will be here soon. I'll remove this dart for you first."

"No...no..." Lin Wantang's face turned pale with pain. She forced herself to sit up slightly and looked at the dart on her shoulder. The blood seeping out around it was already showing signs of turning black. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's poisonous. Don't touch it."

"poisonous?"

Wei Wujiu's eyes suddenly darkened.

Lin Wantang pushed him away and pointed to the medicine box on the stool not far away: "We don't know what kind of poison it is, so let's take a gamble. Commander, go and get me a red porcelain bottle from the medicine box..."

Wei Wujiu gasped and quickly did as she said.

Lin Wantang took the red porcelain bottle, poured out a pill and swallowed it. She then had Wei Wujiu rummage through the medicine box to find several packets of powder. Then, enduring the pain, she tore open her clothes, revealing the festering and bleeding wound caused by the poisoned dart.

"Commander, pour the medicine powder onto my wound, and once the bleeding stops, immediately remove the dart..." Lin Wantang instructed, then pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it over: "Use the handkerchief as a pad before touching the dart."

Even at this point, she was still worried that the poisoned darts might contaminate him.

Wei Wujiu's heart was stirred, and his usually indifferent eyes showed an unprecedented ripple. He clenched his fist and paused for a moment, then followed Lin Wantang's instructions, poured medicine powder on the wound, and pulled out the dart when the bleeding stopped.

Lin Wantang's face paled even more in pain. As the poison took effect, she felt her vision blurring. She knew she couldn't hold on much longer, and whether she lived or died was truly up to fate.