I will handle

Emperor Beichen could imagine that Baili Hongzhuang must have experienced some risks during his absence.

After he returned, he felt that something was off about the sect's affairs. Now it seemed that everything in the sect might have been orchestrated by Han Xiling intentionally to keep him occupied and target Baili Hongzhuang.

Thinking about this, Emperor Beichen felt a chill in his heart. So many things had happened during his absence, and no matter what, he couldn't leave Baili Hongzhuang alone anymore.

Mo Yunjue was right; he, as her husband, was indeed not competent enough.

However, that was in the past. He wouldn't let such things happen again in the future.

Baili Hongzhuang nodded slightly, "That's right, I encountered the first wave of assassins, but then Mo Yunjue appeared, and the second wave of assassins left when they couldn't make a move."

"Afterward, I stayed with everyone and didn't act alone, so the assassins couldn't find an opportunity to strike."

"Now that you're here, I think those assassins have already left."

Clear and bright determination shone in Baili Hongzhuang's eyes. Han Xiling had been ruthless in trying to kill her, but when Emperor Beichen appeared, Han Xiling had reservations.

Because Han Xiling didn't mind showing her cruel side to anyone except Emperor Beichen.

Emperor Beichen wasn't surprised either. He gently caressed Baili Hongzhuang's smooth black hair like silk. "I will handle this matter."

Baili Hongzhuang heard the decisiveness in Emperor Beichen's words and understood that he had made up his mind.

In fact, she had always been unwilling to mention Han Xiling in front of Emperor Beichen, not wanting to make things difficult for him.

If it weren't for Han Xiling's help over the years, Emperor Beichen's situation in Fengbo Country would have been even more miserable. Therefore, she also felt a sense of gratitude towards Han Xiling.

But when Han Xiling tried to harm her, all of that gratitude vanished.

She wouldn't let go of her grudges. That was not the style of Baili Hongzhuang.

Emperor Beichen enveloped Baili Hongzhuang in his arms, and the fragrance of her filled his nostrils, relaxing his previously furrowed brow.

Only when he was with Baili Hongzhuang could he feel so at ease and relaxed.

During his absence, he had been worried about Baili Hongzhuang, hoping that everything would be resolved quickly so he could return earlier.

Previously, he had focused all his attention on Baili Hongzhuang's injuries, but now that her condition had improved, he could finally relax.

Baili Hongzhuang was a unique treasure to him, and he could only be at peace when he was by her side.

In this moment, holding Baili Hongzhuang in his arms, he felt an extraordinary sense of contentment.

Baili Hongzhuang leaned quietly against Emperor Beichen's chest, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat. This serene moment was also a kind of enjoyment for her.

She understood that when Emperor Beichen said he would handle it, he would definitely handle it.

Perhaps he had been hesitant before, but now that he had made a decision, the handling of the matter would naturally be much simpler.

After a while, Emperor Beichen finally spoke, "Wife, I never knew you had such talent in inscription techniques until White Jingtian and the others arrived. It's truly astonishing."