Chapter 9

She ran so fast that the people from the regent residence had not caught up yet.

Su Qian hurriedly used her spiritual power to dry her clothes and put on a red dress over her night suit. Then, she walked towards an inn not far away.

At the same time, in the Ninth Prince’s Residence.

On the soft couch outside the bath, Xiao Yan, who was wearing a snow-white inner robe, was holding his breath and concentrating on driving out the poison in his body.

Dong Yan quickly rushed over to report, only to see his master’s lips turning black and blue. He was currently circulating his energy to expel the poison.

Dong Yan was shocked, but he didn’t dare to disturb him. He watched as Xiao Yan forced the poison to his fingertip, and flicked his spiritual power to cut his fingertip. The black poisonous blood shot out, splattered on the ground, and emitted a strong, poisonous stench.

“Your Highness, that assassin dared to poison you?” Dong Yan’s rage was unstoppable. His entire body was filled with killing intent. “Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will do my best to catch and execute the assassin to wash away the shame I’ve suffered today!”

However, Dong Yan’s impassioned words were met with a sharp glare.

The cold, emotionless gaze was like a sharp blade on his back. Dong Yan was so frightened that he immediately knelt down. He buried his head so deeply that he didn’t even dare to raise it.

What was going on? Did he say something wrong?

Dong Yan could not figure it out no matter how hard he racked his brains. He could only kneel on the ground, his body covered in sweat, and he trembled.

“Catch her alive,” Xiao Yan recalled that pair of phoenix eyes and ordered.

“Yes!” Dong Yan hurriedly agreed.

“By the way, what was she doing here?” Xiao Yan asked.

“Your Highness, that person sneaked into the treasury and stole the Dancing Phoenix,” Dong Yan said.

Xiao Yan’s starry eyes flickered with a faint light as he said nonchalantly, “Alright.”

“Yes, I will take my leave.” Dong Yan nodded respectfully and hurriedly retreated.

After Dong Yan left, Xiao Yan waved his hand, and the purple robe hanging on the screen flew over to him. He put it on and then flew into the air, sat firmly on the wheelchair, and left the place.

All the hidden guards in the prince’s residence moved out together. As they sealed off the city gates and searched for Su Qian, on a street not far from the regent residence, a four or five-year-old boy was holding onto a little girl who looked to be about the same age as him. The two of them strode forward on their short legs under the moonlight.

“Qingqing, are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?” Su Ye caressed his sister’s cold face in concern and pulled at her cloak.

The soft rabbit fur on the cloak rubbed against Su Qingqing’s small face, making her small, porcelain-like face look even more exquisite and lovely. When she smiled, faint dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks. At this moment, she was holding a small golden cup in her hand and said, “I’m not tired. Big brother, quickly take a look. Ever since we entered the capital, the tracking worm’s reaction has been very big.”

Su Ye looked at the small golden cup in Su Qingqing’s hand. The small cup was made of gold and carved with hollowed-out patterns. Looking through the gap, he could see a milky-white bug crawling inside, and its head was facing southeast, which was where their douchebag father was.

“It seems like we’ll be able to find my douchebag dad tonight.” Su Ye held his sister’s hand and continued to walk forward. He asked with a gentle smile, “Qingqing, tell me, what are you planning to do after you find your douchebag father?”

“Of course, I have to give him a ‘meeting gift’,” Su Qingqing blinked her big, watery eyes and laughed like a fairy. “Big brother, I actually thought about it on the way here. We can do this…”