The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 32: Capsized

The two men saw Xia Wenjin there, laughing ostentatiously, and wished they could wring her neck. But at this moment, how dare they go forward?

Capsized in the ditch, outwitted by a kid.

Xia Wenjin snorted with her nose in the air and said, "What do you people count for? My uncle is the Governor of Yuqing County, and the entire Yuqing County belongs to my uncle. You’ve come here, so you’ve walked right into the trap. Just wait for your doom! You’re lucky to see me today, but tomorrow when I return to my uncle’s Government Office, you won’t even catch a glimpse of a single hair of mine!"

The two assassins exchanged a glance, seeing retreat in each other’s eyes. With a shout of "Retreat!" the two of them did not linger in battle and retreated immediately.

Xia Wenjin patted her chest, breathing heavily, looking like she had survived a disaster, and said, "That was close, so close. I thought I was doomed, didn’t expect there to be treasures like this in the yard. Unfortunately, it’s a one-time deal. Lucky those two chickened out. If they had charged, I’d be a goner!"

Huangfu Jingchen had been on guard and was ready to step in if the two made another move.

Seeing the two cowards retreat, he had no intention of chasing. Those two assassins were skillful, and who knew if there were others behind them.

He had just let his guard down when Xia Wenjin’s behavior struck him.

Her eyebrows were raised with a smile in her eyes, corners of her lips curved, saying panicked words, but her demeanor was lively and light, not a hint of fear?

This kid must be a drama king!

He rolled his eyes and said, "They’re gone, no need for acting anymore."

Xia Wenjin jumped down from the stone and said, "Come on, let’s see how many people are still alive!"

Huangfu Jingchen watched her back and said grimly, "Intentionally leading those two to deal with Governor Wang is obviously not enough."

"I know, I know!" Xia Wenjin waved her hand as she walked, "Mosquito legs are still meat; let these two fish stir things up, muddy the waters, and see if there’s a way to overturn this fish pond."

Huangfu Jingchen seemed not to move, but with one long stride, he was beside Xia Wenjin, saying with no expression, "You have no one to use, and you yourself are not invincible, yet you dare to cause trouble. Aren’t you afraid of getting yourself involved?"

Xia Wenjin replied lightly, "A man of character knows what to do and what not to do. Although I’m young, isn’t my heart high enough to touch the sky? A true chivalrous person judges not by strength but acts by himself! Even if I die, my spirit will be fragrant!"

Huangfu Jingchen’s eyes looked deeply at the still slightly frail figure, feeling something striking within him, which left him shaken.

A man of character knows what to do and what not to do!

A true chivalrous person judges not by strength but acts by himself! Even if he dies, his spirit remains fragrant!

A chivalrous heart does not measure the feasibility of an action based on one’s own strength. Instead, even knowing one’s limitations, acts with a chivalrous heart, even if it means death, blood staining the blue sky!

What kind of spirit and perspective does it take to say such words?

Xia Wenjin didn’t realize that her offhanded remark had greatly shaken Huangfu Jingchen’s heart.

She casually picked up a dagger and quickly ran towards the South Courtyard.

Along the way, she saw many corpses.

Those were Wang Wan’er’s men.

These people, though in the army, could’ve served the country, protected their homes and the people, yet they become Wang Wan’er’s running dogs. These good men, ended up dying without value.

Xia Wenjin circled around the side yard where vicious dogs were kept.

As soon as she entered, the low growls of vicious dogs filled her ears. There were dozens of them, as big as calves, kept here. Though chained and separated by fences, seeing strangers, each dog would jump as high as a person, scaring the timid into immobility.

Xia Wenjin furrowed her brows.

She always thought cats and dogs were the cutest animals, but these vicious dogs, like Wang Wan’er’s running dogs, couldn’t be classified as cute.

She jumped into the pen, evaded one dog’s lunge, and stabbed her dagger into its throat.

Applying the same method, she killed these man-eating, bloodthirsty dogs.

Throughout the process, Huangfu Jingchen silently stood aside.

After finishing off the vicious dogs, Xia Wenjin felt a little weak in the hands. Annoyed, she sniffed the bloody dagger, tossed it away, and carefully washed her blood-stained hands.

When she stood up, ready to continue her search, Huangfu Jingchen said quietly, "No need to look, there are no living people in this yard."

"No living people? Is Wang Wan’er dead?" Someone who treats human lives like grass, considers herself a queen, enslaves others, and delights in torturing them to death, such a person is indeed not worthy of sympathy.

Huangfu Jingchen said, "She escaped. Those who are still alive escaped with her! We should leave too. In a short while, the Governor Mansion’s troops will arrive."

"Leave? No rush!" Xia Wenjin leisurely looked around, touching here, feeling there.

The places she hastily checked last night, which seemed like hidden mechanisms, turned out to be just that—illusory upon closer inspection today. Only the spot at the fake mountain was real.

But I already used it.

Yet, she still was not in a hurry.

Soon, she found a place that seemed like a storeroom. A room full of items, silk and satin, fine cloth, jewelry, medicinal herbs...

Xia Wenjin clicked her tongue and said, "If converted to silver, how much of the people’s hard-earned wealth would this be?"

Huangfu Jingchen glanced at her again. Despite her greedy look, what she said did not match her expression at all. Does she not get tired of acting all the time?

Xia Wenjin did not take the jewelry, nor did she take the calligraphy, paintings, and antiques—only some medicine before coming out.

Though Huangfu Jingchen was with her, those things were not worth a glance to him, so he took nothing.

After circling a few more times, Xia Wenjin finally found the account room. In the empty room, she purposefully dragged out a trembling old man from under the table. Seeing this old man, Xia Wenjin laughed: "Didn’t you say there were no living people here?"

Huangfu Jingchen: "..."

How childish!

Xia Wenjin fiercely questioned the old man, "Who are you?"

The old man stammered, "I... I’m the bookkeeper here!"

Xia Wenjin continued fiercely, "How much silver is on the books?"

The old man quickly opened the lock containing the silver notes, revealing a box full of silver notes.

Xia Wenjin’s eyes widened. She suspected this—such a large courtyard with so many running dogs would require substantial funds just for sustenance; how could there only be those items in the storeroom?

She grabbed the box, stuffed the silver notes into it, roughly estimated to be nearly ten thousand taels. While packing the silver notes, she questioned the old man, who dared not hide anything. Apparently, the Governor Wang truly doted on this daughter—everything in this courtyard was managed by designated personnel, and the silver expenditures were governed by the bookkeeper. As for Miss Wang’s personal expenses, there’s another private treasury, with far more silver than here.

Xia Wenjin listened, rolling her eyes dramatically.