The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant-Chapter 773: Giving the Assassin Some Respect

The sudden appearance of assassins threw everyone into chaos; screams, shouts, and cries were mixed together, making one’s heart race wildly.

Song Ci was also startled. Seeing her own guards approaching, she steadied herself, turned her head, and said to Madam Jiang, Madam Lu, and some ladies who hadn’t left yet, "Don’t run around, protect the children."

Song Lingjie stepped forward, shielding Song Ci as they moved towards the circle of ladies, and ordered the maidservants, manservants, and guards to encircle everyone in the center.

"Escort grandmother and mother away first." He calmly looked at the leader of the guards, Old Wang, heading this operation.

It wasn’t that Song Lingjie didn’t value lives; he didn’t have such a notion. He just knew that the lives of masters were more precious than those of servants.

Nor would Song Ci be naive enough to say not to use the servants to shield them from danger. In ancient times, human rights weren’t a luxury; otherwise, why were the lives of commoners considered cheap?

She saw Song Lingjie’s composed and calm demeanor, showing no sign of panic. She thought to herself that being the study companion to the legitimate prince and attending government affairs alongside his uncle had indeed honed his character.

She calmed her mind and obediently followed the encirclement back to the original path. However, given the sudden chaos, everyone was busy fleeing for their lives, and order wasn’t something to be expected.

Song Ci saw the crowd pressing forward, people falling and getting trampled, and even some falling into the river in the chaos, which made her shudder.

"Jie’er, don’t head back, go towards the Emperor."

Song Ci decisively instructed.

Song Lingjie was stunned. Assassins were targeting the Emperor, and she wanted to go there?

"Go." Song Ci grabbed Nanny’s hand.

It’s true the assassins were after the Emperor, but the Emperor wasn’t so easily taken down, not with explicitly placed guards and countless Hidden Guards protecting him in the shadows.

When an assassination occurs, naturally protecting the Emperor is the utmost priority.

Therefore, the most dangerous place is also the safest, as there were many protectors there.

Song Lingjie seemed to understand, immediately directing Old Wang towards the dragon throne.

At that moment, Song Zhicheng also got the news and rushed over. He had just left for the restroom when such chaos broke out, scaring him so much he wet his pants, not bothering to clean up as he hurried back.

Damn, his wife, children, and mother were all there; if any got hurt, it’d be a big deal.

"Yingniang."

"Husband, it’s my husband." Madam Jiang, upon seeing Song Zhicheng, felt a bit relieved.

With their backbone present, her mind settled, but she quickly remembered her eldest son who had just taken down the flag flower, anxiously telling Song Zhicheng who had run up, "Husband, Zhao’er is still down there."

Song Zhicheng glanced towards the dragon boat, equally chaotic and filled with blade glints, his heart tightened.

He looked distressed at Song Ci and the others; on one side was his mother, and on the other his son. Whom could he leave behind, who needed him more?

"You go find Zhao’er; I will stay here with your wife." Song Ci said very calmly, "We will move towards the Emperor, rest assured."

Song Zhicheng nodded, clasping Madam Jiang’s arm, said, "Yingniang, it’s your turn to shine now."

It was time to put her martial arts practice to use.

Madam Jiang nodded, "Don’t worry, be careful yourself." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Song Ci glanced at the two, couldn’t help but mentally complain, at such a time when an assassination was occurring, could they stop showing affection like this?

Assassins: Exactly, aren’t we deserving some dignity?

"Jie’er, right now, you are the eldest male; protect your grandmother and younger siblings." Song Zhicheng hastily threw this line to his son before racing off with two guards; he had to find the other kid.

Watching his father leave, Song Lingjie felt the burden on his shoulders grow heavier. "Let’s go."