My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 109 Similar Nocturnal Wandering Syndrome

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 Similar Nocturnal Wandering Syndrome

"Yes! In the past few months, Yan Country has been plagued by droughts everywhere, and the people are suffering. Therefore, three days from now, they will have a ceremony to sacrifice to Heaven, praying for rain. At that time, all the members of the Imperial Family and the Ministers will have to trek to the mountain to pray for rain."

Ruolan hurriedly answered.

A sacrifice to Heaven, is it?

Chu Baihan’s eyes flickered for a moment.

"In that case, the Imperial Palace will be an empty city on that day, and our opportunity will come," she said in a cold voice.

"Ruolan, Nan Xing, you both go and make arrangements. There must be no mistakes." After pondering for a while, she solemnly instructed Nan Xing and Ruolan.

"Yes, Princess."

Watching the retreating figures of Nan Xing and Ruolan, Chu Baihan’s expression was grave.

Because she remembered that Yan Lin knew about her taking the keys...

She didn’t know if his words during the day about not exposing her were true or not.

If he dared to obstruct her, she would not compromise!

...

The next morning.

As soon as Chu Baihan had awoken, she wanted to check on Xixi, but as soon as she opened the door, she heard Nan Xing come to report—

"Princess, someone from Prince Residence has come, saying their master’s injury has worsened, and requesting your presence."

"If his condition has worsened, go find a doctor. What use is there in finding me? You’re not expecting me to collect his corpse, are you?"

Chu Baihan spoke indifferently, her demeanor utterly unmoved.

Yan Lian just happened to enter the courtyard and, hearing her words, felt a sting in his heart.

It seems that the Eighth Prince’s journey to win back his wife is indeed arduous.

"Eighth... Highness."

Originally, Yan Lian intended to call Chu Baihan "Eighth Sister-in-Law," but when he saw her changed face and recalled yesterday’s words, he quickly corrected himself.

Chu Baihan had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with him. She gave Nan Xing a look, signaling her to conceal Xixi well and absolutely not let Yan Lian discover Xixi’s existence.

Seeing Chu Baihan ignore him, Yan Lian had no choice but to brazenly move closer.

"Highness, please trouble yourself to attend to my Eighth Brother. Doctor Wei can’t even get close enough to examine him. If this continues, his health will inevitably collapse."

He said pleadingly.

Seeing that Chu Baihan remained unmoved, he gritted his teeth and said, "The Eighth Prince said that if you are willing to come to the Prince Residence, he’s willing to tell you about the matters concerning the National Treasury."

That remark successfully stopped Chu Baihan in her tracks.

But after a long while, she spoke again in a cold voice, "There’s no need to bother the two Princes. I’m not interested in this matter."

"If you’re not interested in the National Treasury, then surely you should be interested in the person who injured you with the dart years ago? The Eighth Prince had already found some clues back then. Should you be willing to visit the Prince Residence, he will tell you."

Having no other choice, Yan Lian had to play his second trump card.

This remark finally caused another emotion to emerge on Chu Baihan’s face.

She frowned slightly...

She was indeed very curious to know who the person lurking in the shadows was!

"Let’s go." She spoke coldly as she walked past Yan Lin.

Yan Lian had prepared himself for another rejection, but to his surprise, when he looked up, he saw Chu Baihan heading to the doorway.

His heart surged with excitement, and he quickly ran after her.

"High... Highness, the carriage is right outside. Please watch your step, don’t hurt yourself..."

When Chu Baihan arrived at the Prince Residence, she coincidentally ran into Yan Jingjing.

"You, why are you here again? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come near my father anymore?"

Upon seeing Chu Baihan, Yan Jingjing felt deeply wronged.

She stomped her foot, tears welling up in her eyes, feeling both aggrieved and angry.

"I didn’t want to come either. It’s just that your father now needs me," said Chu Baihan upon seeing Yan Jingjing in tears, her brows slightly furrowed.

But she didn’t wish to explain too much, and after saying that, she walked past her.

"That, Jingjing, don’t cry. She’s here to tend to your father’s wounds. Her medical skills are exceptional. With her around, your father will surely be fine," said Yan Lian, crouching down and comforting her tenderly as soon as he saw Yan Jingjing crying.

Hearing his words, Yan Jingjing’s little face scrunched up, but her mood gradually began to stabilize.

She sniffled and timidly asked, "Can she really cure my father? Are her medical skills truly formidable, just like my mother’s?"

"Of course!"

Yan Lian assured her, patting his chest.

Although Chu Baihan walked ahead, she could hear every word of the conversation between the two behind her, clear as day.

Her steps faltered slightly.

The little maid’s mother could also practice medicine?

So, did a certain Prince Yan Lin have a "fate" with women who had medical skills?

Not just a marriage fate, but also a karma fate!

"Alright, Princess Ruolan, we can go now." After soothing Yan Jingjing, Yan Lian hurried to Chu Baihan’s side.

"Since that girl’s mother can treat Prince Yan Lin, why did you, Prince Lian, go to all the trouble of inviting me?" Chu Baihan’s icy gaze swept over him, then she spoke with sarcasm.

Jingjing’s mother?

Yan Lian’s brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze grew odd.

But he ultimately didn’t say the rest, muttering gloomily instead, "Princess Ruolan, let’s go examine eighth brother’s injury. Ziyi said he’s been running a fever for a long time, I’m not sure how he is now."

Chu Baihan withdrew her gaze and swept towards Yan Lin’s courtyard.

Upon arrival, as she pushed open the door, she could smell a faint scent of blood.

Her brow furrowed, and she moved swiftly towards the bed.

Prince Yan Lin on the bed was still unconscious when she forcefully tore open his clothes, only to find that the wound had reopened.

This madman!

Chu Baihan cursed silently in her heart.

She had never seen someone so careless with their own body.

"If you wish to die, then tell me first who plotted against me in the past, don’t force me to save you again!"

Chu Baihan spoke angrily.

Yet her hand quickly reached out to Nan Xing.

Nan Xing immediately reacted, hurriedly opening the medicine chest and taking out the medicines and silver needles.

"Nan Xing, please ask Prince Lian to leave," Chu Baihan ordered with a frown.

She was already irritable, and Prince Lian was still watching her, as if he was worried she would harm Yan Lin.

Upon hearing the order, Nan Xing promptly ushered Yan Lian out and stood guard outside because she knew their princess preferred quiet.

Now, only Chu Baihan and Yan Lin were left inside the room.

Chu Baihan thought he was still unconscious, so she struck with the silver needle very harshly, as if venting her emotions silently.

But the next moment, a strong hand caught her wrist.

"Sorry, it was I who worried you," Yan Lin slowly opened his eyes, a deep look in his gaze, then spoke with guilt.

Worry about him?

Upon hearing this, Chu Baihan shook her head and let out a cold laugh.

"You think too much, I haven’t been worried about you, just irritated with you."

After speaking, she skillfully stitched his wound closed again, then stood up, ready to leave.

Seeing that she was about to go, Yan Lin frowned, attempting to struggle to his feet.

"Don’t worry, I’m just stepping out for some air. Your wound still needs a second round of dressing. Also, you haven’t yet told me about the events of the past, I won’t leave."

Chu Baihan spoke emotionlessly with her back to him.

Having said that, she walked out with large strides.

Seeing her come out, Yan Lian wanted to inquire about his eighth brother.

But Chu Baihan said only one sentence: "If you want to know his condition, just go in and see for yourself."

Then she walked away.

Being with Yan Lin always made her feel suffocated.

She walked with Nan Xing towards the back garden of the Prince Residence, seeking some quiet.

But just at that moment, she heard two maidservants pass by not far away.

They were muttering something.

"It was really frightful last night, the Prince was injured, and Miss had her night wandering syndrome flare up. She ran out from the house on her own, nearly falling into the well."

"Yeah, I heard that last night, the maids who were taking care of Miss were all driven out by Prince Lian. Thank goodness the Prince was unconscious and didn’t know about this, or it wouldn’t have just been a matter of being sent out of the residence."

"Poor Miss, every time she can’t sleep peacefully at night, her night wandering syndrome acts up. If no one watches over her, it’s hard to say what kind of trouble might happen."

"..."

The voices of the maidservants grew fainter, but Chu Baihan stood frozen in place.

Night wandering syndrome?

That girl had the same condition as her, also suffering from night wandering syndrome!