Chapter 87: Old Seven's Cleavers Are Particularly Formidable

"Be careful!"

Xiaoyao turned her head and saw Old Seven standing right in front of those people.

Those people raised their weapons and charged at Old Seven.

Xiao Xi'er was watching her mother with admiration, about to clap her little hands, when she noticed the chubby Old Seven was in danger.

So, she clenched her tiny fists and grabbed at the air.

Xiao Yin reacted by grabbing Old Seven's collar and pulling him away from the attack.

"Kill!"

The bandits from the Seven Colors Palace were ferocious, their eyes bloodshot. Seeing that one attempt failed, they launched another, continuing to charge forward.

"Your Majesty, protect the young lady!" Old Seven was enraged; he gritted his teeth and said, "Today, I will avenge my brother!"

As he spoke, he pulled out two cleavers from his waist, shouting as he charged forward.

"Xiao Xi'er, look!"

Xiao Yin suddenly called out softly, opening Xiao Xi'er's swaddling to let her see the scene ahead.

This made Xiao Xi'er feel like her uncle could somehow hear her thoughts.

She was just a baby, yet her uncle was showing her such an intense scene.

And it was indeed interesting; if she hadn't seen this today, it might have been a regret!

The chubby, white Old Seven swung his cleavers, "swish, swish, swish," charging forward, left, right, left, creating a dizzying display.

Yuan Hui had intended to help Old Seven but ended up standing beside Ci Xin, merely watching.

Old Seven's cleavers were formidable; with each swing, those people not only couldn't get close but stood rooted to the spot, immobilized.

"You killed my brother, you scum! You poisoned him and ripped out his heart and lungs. Now, I'll flay your skin and carve your flesh!" Old Seven shouted, continuously swinging his cleavers forward.

The bandits from the Seven Colors Palace who had charged at Old Seven stood still, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Snap!"

A sound came from someone's body.

"Snap, snap!"

Then, similar sounds came from others.

"Ahh!"

One of them, terrified, fell on their butt, while others vomited or turned pale.

"Your Majesty!"

Ci Xin noticed the tiny young master, a two-month-old baby, staring unblinkingly at the scene, seemingly delighted.

He immediately stepped forward, shielding her with his sleeve.

"Little Azure Dragon, move aside, the baby wants to watch!" Xiao Xi'er protested.

"Little Azure Dragon, move aside!"

Xiao Xi'er continued to demand, insisting on seeing the crucial moment.

"No problem, let Xiao Xi'er watch. The little girl is a fairy baby, and she's enjoying it." Hearing his niece's thoughts, Xiao Yin felt touched and supported her unconditionally.

Ci Xin, helpless, turned to Xiaoyao.

"Well, if Xiao Xi'er shows no reaction, it's fine!" Xiaoyao also heard the baby's thoughts and supported her daughter.

Mo Jingyu approached, silently standing beside the emperor, his eyes flickering as he watched the scene unfold.

Those who had charged at Old Seven now stood motionless, their bodies reduced to mere skeletons. Each had been slashed dozens of times by Old Seven, their flesh stripped away.

"Ahhh!"

After a moment, a breeze blew, and they finally felt the pain and screamed.

As these skeletal figures collapsed, the remaining bandits from the Seven Colors Palace lost their courage, dropping their weapons and kneeling, begging for mercy.

"Spare us, please spare us!"

"You can go down the mountain; we will destroy this place soon!" Yuan Hui said.

"We... we can't go down the mountain. If we betray the Seven Colors Palace, we'll die a terrible death!" they replied.

"So, Old Seven can make some buns!" Ci Xin chuckled, adding.

"No, no!" they trembled.

"If you behave well and turn over a new leaf, perhaps someone down the mountain will accept you. If you continue to act recklessly, you'll either be killed by us or by the Seven Colors Palace. Choose wisely!" Yuan Hui finished, turning to bow to the emperor. "Your Majesty, we are willing to follow!"

"Good, very good!" Xiao Yin was pleased, patting his niece's hand more firmly.

Look, Xiao Xi'er, your uncle listened to you and accepted him. Does this count as a success?!

Also, wasn't Yuan Hui always a mountain bandit according to historical records?

Now, if Uncle has sent him down the mountain, does that mean he can change history?

Xiao Yin felt that once Xiao Bao grows up a bit more, he must ask about all of this clearly.

For now, he could only keep these thoughts to himself. Otherwise, if Xiao Xi'er stops sharing her innermost feelings, he wouldn't know what else happened in Great Wei, and he couldn't be as close to Xiao Xi'er. That simply wouldn't do.

"Give the princess to me!" Mo Jingyu tugged at the emperor's sleeve; he thought the emperor was patting the child a bit too hard. This wouldn't do; the little girl is delicate and shouldn't be patted so hard.

The emperor understood Mo Jingyu's concern and nodded with a smile: "Very well, since you care for Xi'er, I will not neglect you!"

"Mm!" Mo Jingyu nodded.

Baby Ruo Xi, held by Jingyu, looked at this older brother, her fluffy big eyes instantly brightening.

"Oh, the wind on this mountaintop blew her forehead bare, how lovely, like a clear and bright moon. Yes, she'll definitely grow up to be as beautiful as Uncle!"

Beside them, the handsome uncle's face turned a bit dark!

The emperor went to deal with the mountain bandits.

Yuan Hui had initially brought thirty or so people out from the border, but a few got separated along the way, leaving twenty who made it up the mountain.

Now, those twenty were all present, stepping forward together to follow Yuan Hui's instructions.

As for the original mountain bandits, the emperor left their arrangements to Yuan Hui.

"There's still some silver in the mountain storeroom. Those who wish to leave, take twenty taels each and go down the mountain; do whatever you want, just don't get caught doing evil deeds again. If you do, you'll be killed on sight. If you don't want to leave, take ten taels each for daily expenses and come down the mountain with us. From now on, obey my orders and be loyal to His Majesty, the Emperor of Great Wei!" Yuan Hui said.

"We are willing to follow the general!" These bandits had originally taken to the mountains because they couldn't survive down below due to extreme hardship. Now, with the chance to receive silver and follow Yuan Hui, they were naturally willing.

The emperor went down the mountain.

Having recruited a new group, the emperor was in an exceptionally good mood!