"Father, it was His Highness's men who saved me," Zhou Miaotong hesitated for a moment, gently patting the little one in her arms as she lay.
Upon hearing this response, Zhou Wanzhang breathed a sigh of relief, nodding, "Indeed, His Highness has thought things through thoroughly. It seems I should arrange for some female guards for you as well."
"Father, I'm feeling a bit tired. I'll retire to my chambers for some rest," Zhou Miaotong spoke softly.
Hearing this, Zhou Wanzhang nodded, "Very well, then rest. Let me handle this matter."
With the little one in her arms, Zhou Miaotong returned to her room.
Zhou Wanzhang, observing the bound figure of the cloaked man, contemplated for a moment before instructing, "Lock him away in the woodshed."
"Yes," servants and attendants subdued the cloaked man and confined him to the woodshed.