"An assassin? What a coincidence." Song Qingshu frowned deeply, sensing that some conspiracy lay hidden behind it.
Wanyan Chongjie replied, "They only claimed publicly that it was an assassin. People in the streets are all speculating that Temujin was behind it."
Song Qingshu fell silent. Zhao Min had told him last time that relations between Prince Ruyang's Mansion and the Great Khan had become tense, which was why she had returned to look after things. A few days ago, Wang Baobao had also hurried back. It seemed Prince Ruyang really had met with trouble.
"Is there any news about the others from Prince Ruyang's Mansion?" Song Qingshu asked worriedly.
Wanyan Chongjie curled her lips. "If you want to ask about Princess Shaomin, just ask. Why be so evasive? After Prince Ruyang died, everyone thought his subordinates would raise troops in rebellion. Yet that Princess Consort unexpectedly went straight to Karakorum to ask the Great Khan to seek justice for her father and uncover the truth. She also brought her brother Wang Baobao's wife, Consort Han, and her young nephew to the capital. On the surface, she went to plead her case, but in truth, she was voluntarily offering herself as a hostage to demonstrate loyalty. It really made Temujin hesitate to lay a hand on them. Her methods are quite impressive."
Li Qinglu could not help but snap, "Wang Baobao is already married and has a child, yet he still came to seek a bride?"
You never intended to marry him anyway. Aren't you getting a little too invested? Song Qingshu thought.
Wanyan Chongjie sneered. "Mongol customs differ greatly from those of the Central Plains. They can marry several wives at once. Take Temujin, for example—he has four Empresses in all, not to mention countless other consorts. Wang Baobao is