ASTRP -Chapter 85 The Truth Behind the Assassination Becomes Even More Mysterious

Prince Yu’s eyes turned cold. He strode forward and grabbed the young girl’s chin, forcing her to lift her head.

A face—both unfamiliar and faintly familiar—came into view.

His expression shifted slightly at that moment. At the same time, the two men who had been tightly bound by ropes suddenly sprang into action!

The magistrate of the Capital Prefecture shrank his pupils in shock and shouted, “Your Highness!! Watch out!!!”

Prince Yu instinctively turned around—only to see two long swords stabbing straight toward him.

At the same time, two teacups whistled through the air and collided with the swords.

A flash of purple streaked past, and a sword was drawn horizontally, blocking the attackers’ path.

“Feng…”

Prince Yu froze as he recognized the figure.

Feng Jingge shouted coldly, “Fall back! Take him away!”

Like waking from a dream, Prince Yu immediately grabbed the pale young girl and rushed out.

Outside the hall, servants screamed and scattered in panic. The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Guards from Prince Yu’s residence—Qing Shan, Ning An, and others—realized something was wrong and rushed forward with their swords.

But the chaos was too great; they couldn’t enter at all, being shoved back by the crowd.

Inside the hall, Xiao Jinghan was fighting two men alone—and holding his ground effortlessly.

The two attackers were desperate to pursue Prince Yu, but Xiao Jinghan blocked them completely.

Unable to break through, the two exchanged a glance—and changed targets.

One suddenly rushed toward Feng Jingge, who was calmly holding her teacup as if watching a show.

She raised an eyebrow and casually tossed her cup.

The teacup flew toward the attacker, but he sneered and swung his sword, shattering it into pieces.

In the next instant, he appeared right in front of her, eyes cold and lips curled into a cruel smile.

The Capital Prefecture magistrate, hiding under a table, panicked.

He looked toward Feng Jingge’s side—seeing she was completely unable to break free, while the prince was in danger.

At that critical moment—he had no choice but to act!

He crawled out, grabbed a stool—

And then a scream rang out.

A figure flew past him.

Crash—clang—broken porcelain scattered everywhere.

He looked up.

Xiao Jinghan sat calmly in his chair, expression unreadable.

And the attacker who had just charged at Feng Jingge was now curled on the ground in agony, clutching his groin.

Calmness and pain formed a stark contrast.

The magistrate paused.

…Right. He forgot. The regent could fight.

He quietly put the stool down and crawled back under the table.

Just as he hid again, the other attacker was kicked flying by Xiao Jinghan—landing right in front of him with a heavy thud, vomiting blood.

They stared at each other in silence.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Feng Jingge stepped forward, expression unchanged, and pressed her foot onto the man’s hand, grinding it down mercilessly.

A sword was instantly placed against his neck.

“Are you alright, Your Highness?” Qing Shan asked.

Feng Jingge nodded.

At the same time, Xiao Jinghan walked over and said calmly, “I’m fine.”

The two attackers were quickly restrained.

Then Xiao Jinghan leaned closer and said in a low voice: “They’re from Western Ling.”

Feng Jingge’s eyes widened slightly.

Western Ling?

They had infiltrated the capital of Great Jin?

Xiao Jinghan continued, “Have Wang Zhizhi take them away. Interrogate them strictly.”

Feng Jingge understood his meaning and nodded.

Soon, the Capital Prefecture magistrate returned with six officials. The two men were shackled with iron restraints and taken away.

Watching them leave, Feng Jingge frowned slightly. Something felt… off.

Xiao Jinghan then said, “Ning An, follow them.”

Qing Shan didn’t understand. “Your Highness, they’re already injured and chained. They can’t escape.”

Feng Jingge glanced at him. “We’re not guarding against escape. We’re guarding against silencing.”

If people from Western Ling had entered the capital so easily, someone must have helped them.

Now that the plan had failed, the mastermind might kill them to cover the truth.

Qing Shan still didn’t understand.

But Feng Jingge and Xiao Jinghan already knew—this matter was far from over.

Meanwhile, Prince Yu outside was still furious, wanting to kill the captives on the spot.

But Xiao Jinghan’s voice came coldly from behind: “Prince Yu. Bring that girl in.”