The Wild Wife is Hard to Chase: The Black-Bellied Prince's Fierce Consort

Chapter 8: This Young Lady is Standing Right in Front of You

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Chapter 008: This Young Lady Is Standing Right Before You

"Your Highness, my younger sisters claim to have seen an assassin enter my courtyard with their own eyes, but I truly did not see any assassin enter, nor have I hidden one." Let him investigate it clearly; once he clears up the matter of this so-called assassin, he might shift his focus away from the Prime Minister's residence sooner, and she would feel more at ease. Besides, if the truth behind this so-called assassin were truly uncovered, there would be a good show to watch. She wondered what kind of reaction those who wanted to frame her would have then.

There was no need to wait for "then"—they were likely already feeling uneasy in their hearts right now!

No one had expected Qin Zi'er to dare to speak up at such a moment. Upon hearing her words, everyone except Prince Ding and his subordinates was stunned, their gazes turning toward her in unison.

After Qin Mingzhu and Qin Mingyue regained their composure, they couldn't help but glare at Qin Zi'er with resentment. Qin Mingzhu was less obvious about it, but Qin Mingyue made no effort to hide her dissatisfaction with Qin Zi'er for speaking up just now.

Didn't Qin Zi'er's words just now drag them into the matter? They were the ones who had been insisting that they saw an assassin break into Fuliu Courtyard. Now that Qin Zi'er had said this to Prince Ding, wasn't she essentially telling him that they were the ones who had seen the assassin?

But they had no intention of telling Prince Ding about the assassin at all.

The unease in Qin Mingzhu's heart grew even stronger. She truly could not understand why Prince Ding was so concerned about the assassin at the Prime Minister's residence today. As for what was really going on with the assassin, while others might not know, she was the one who knew best.

And then there was Qin Zi'er. In the past, let alone speaking in front of Prince Ding, she would have trembled with fear just seeing him. Today, she was acting far too abnormally.

Could it be because Prince Su was here?

With Prince Ding intervening in today's affairs, the subsequent developments were completely out of her control. She dared not imagine how she would be able to remain in the capital if Prince Ding were to uncover the truth.

Listening to Qin Zi'er's words, Prince Ding's expression remained entirely unchanged. His gaze did not even fall upon Qin Mingzhu or Qin Mingyue. However, when no one else in the room made a sound after Qin Zi'er finished speaking, the aura he exuded became even colder and more piercing.

"Your Highness, many people saw the assassin today. The assassin was masked, of medium build, and possessed no small amount of martial arts skill. His motive for sneaking into the residence today is not yet clear, but fortunately, no one was injured, and the residence has been checked—nothing has been stolen."

As the Prime Minister of the nation, Qin Guangze was naturally adept at reading the room. At this moment, he was well aware that the silence of Qin Mingzhu and Qin Mingyue had already displeased Prince Ding.

"Was the assassin a man or a woman? Did he have accomplices?" His voice, cold and chilling like a deep, frozen pool, echoed as Prince Ding looked at the Prime Minister with a faint gaze. His deep, dark pupils betrayed not a hint of his current emotions.

No one found Prince Ding's questioning unusual, except for Qin Zi'er. She knew that he was asking this only to confirm the assassin's identity; if it were a man, he would likely have no interest in staying here. If it were a woman, he would surely turn the entire Prime Minister's residence upside down.

"It was a man."

Following Qin Guangze's reply, Qin Zi'er stole a glance at Prince Ding, only to see his expression remained as cold and indifferent as ever. She had assumed that upon hearing the assassin was a man, he would lose interest in staying.

"Prime Minister Qin, you had better hurry and have your men search for the assassin's whereabouts."

To Qin Zi'er's surprise, he actually ordered a thorough search.

However, after a moment of careful thought, Qin Zi'er understood: he wanted to use the pretext of searching for the assassin to scour the Prime Minister's residence, hoping to find the person he was looking for.

Qin Zi'er lowered her gaze, her expression unchanging, though she sneered inwardly. Search away; it would be best if he dug three feet into the ground and turned the residence into as much of a mess as possible. He would never imagine that the person he was looking for was standing right in front of him.

Just as a flicker of triumph welled up in Qin Zi'er's heart—*this young lady is standing right before you, watching you search*—she suddenly felt a gaze sweep lightly over her, and a powerful aura instantly enveloped her.

Her lowered brows furrowed slightly. She didn't even need to look to know that the only person capable of exerting such pressure was Prince Ding.