My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 114: This King Has More Important Matters to Attend To

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: This King Has More Important Matters to Attend To

"Little Master, your servant has chosen a jade bracelet."

Wuji came over to Chu Junxi in high spirits, but noticed he was frowning and looking rather odd.

"Little Master, what’s wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"Brother Wuji, do you think... my sister might still be alive?" he turned and suddenly asked Wuji this question.

Wuji frowned. Why was the Little Master bringing this up all of a sudden?

He said patiently, "We all hope the Little Princess Consort is alive, but she had no breath when she was born, and the dead cannot come back to life."

"But I just saw her," Chu Junxi continued.

"What?" Wuji’s complexion changed dramatically.

He looked around in alarm.

Could the Little Master be possessed?

"Look at this." Chu Junxi took out a broken jade pendant.

This, isn’t this the Emperor’s jade pendant?

Wuji, once a Hidden Guard of the Nanduan Emperor, was now serving Chu Baihan, so he was quite familiar with this pendant.

"No, that year the Emperor clearly split the jade pendant into two parts..."

"That’s right, split into two, one for me and one for my sister," Chu Junxi interrupted him.

So this means...

The Little Master has not encountered evil spirits; what he said could be true.

The Commandery Princess is really not dead.

"Your servant will go find the Princess immediately!"

Wuji said urgently.

...

Prince Residence.

Chu Baihan, seeing only herself and Yan Lin having a meal together, furrowed her brows slightly and lost her appetite.

She set down her chopsticks and got straight to the point, "Prince Xie Lin, you can talk to this Princess about the National Treasury now."

"Then you tell this Prince first, why do you want the National Treasury Key? What do you wish to obtain from inside? Could that be your true reason for coming to Yan Country?"

Yan Lin’s dark and ominous gaze stayed on her, as though trying to see through her intentions.

"These matters, there is no need for this Princess to explain to you," Chu Baihan replied coldly.

She thought that Yan Lin would say—if she is unwilling to share, he would also not mention the National Treasury.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, she heard him say, "You must be aware of the rain prayer ceremony, during which the Fifth Prince will remain in the Imperial Palace. The Imperial Army changes guard every hour; the Fifth Prince has recently taken a fancy to a maid in the palace, you could start from there."

Hearing his words, Chu Baihan’s eyes flickered slightly.

She had anticipated that a Prince would stay, but had not known which one.

If it was the Fifth Prince, Yan Jin, then matters would be much easier.

But could Yan Lin possibly betray her?

One face in public, another behind closed doors...

Noticing the look in her eyes, Yan Lin furrowed his brows harshly and said irritably, "If this Prince is telling you this, it is because he wishes to help you; there’s no need for him to harm you."

His heart ached with frustration. Did she trust him so little?

Lowering her gaze to hide the deep thoughts in her eyes, Chu Baihan slowly stood up: "Thank you for your hospitality today, Prince Xie Lin, and for looking after my injuries, we are even now."

Even?

Hearing these harsh words, Yan Lin’s heart ached once more.

Chu Baihan, for her part, paid no heed to what he might be thinking as she turned and walked away.

Unexpectedly, upon reaching the door, she came face to face with Yan Lian and Yan Jingjing.

Yan Jingjing’s eyes were red as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Seeing this scene, Chu Baihan’s heart sank slightly.

For some reason, seeing the sadness in this young girl, she was reminded of Xixi.

Moved, she couldn’t help but look back to Yan Lin and say, "Prince, if you care, you should focus your attention on your daughter."

After several encounters, she felt that although the young girl’s behavior appeared spoiled, it was merely a means to garner attention.

In this life, Yan Lin would never be Xixi’s father, but the other children were innocent, and she hoped he could be a good father to someone else at least.

Upon hearing Chu Baihan’s words, Yan Jingjing stopped in her tracks, her expression surprised.

Why would this Commandery Princess speak well of her time and time again when she had always been unkind to her?

Chu Baihan didn’t concern herself with Yan Jingjing’s thoughts; she withdrew her gaze and quickly left.

Yan Lin looked at her departing figure with a desolate expression.

Previously, whenever he was unhappy or hurt, she would rush to his side without hesitation.

Why was it that upon her return this time, she could be so merciless?

"Father," Yan Jingjing called out softly to Yan Lin.

Hearing her voice, Yan Lin concealed his emotions, sighed silently to himself, then slowly walked towards her.

"Did you get wronged outside, why do you look so unhappy?" he asked with a much gentler tone.

Behind him, Yan Lian had been using silent lip movements to tell him—

The little girl had brought up the matter of her mother.

Her mother?

Yan Lin frowned.

When his master handed the girl over to him years ago, he had cautioned him that under no circumstances should he mention her biological parents.

Over the years, he had been raising her as his own daughter.

Especially when he looked into her eyes, which were exactly like those of Chu Baihan, he would even fantasize—

If only she could be the daughter he had with Chu Baihan, how wonderful that would be.

"Cough, I’ve already told you just now, Jingjing, your mother is Princess Consort Lin," Yan Lian hurriedly reminded aloud with concern that he might let something slip.

"Father, is my mother your Princess Consort?" Yan Jingjing’s eyes filled up with tears, and she asked with a sob.

Yan Lin gave Yan Lian a stern glance with his piercing eyes, what exactly had he said to Jingjing?

But since things had come to this, they had to just go with the flow.

"Yes, you are my daughter, and your mother is my Princess Consort. I was worried that you would have wild thoughts, so I didn’t tell you the truth," he said patiently.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jingjing burst into tears with a "waah".

"Then, then my mother, could it be... could it be..."

Yan Jingjing cried breathlessly, struggling to articulate the word "dead".

"Jingjing, stop crying first."

Seeing this, Yan Lian understood that she must be thinking Chu Baihan was dead, which was why she was so heartbroken.

"All of you, leave," Yan Lin ordered the servants in the room with a cold voice.

"Yes, Prince."

The servants all left, leaving only the three of them in the room.

Yan Lin silently sighed and then picked up Yan Jingjing, placing her on a stool.

"Jingjing, listen to your father. Your mother isn’t dead, she just changed her identity to be by your side. That Commandery Princess from Nanduan Kingdom, she is your mother."

While explaining to Yan Jingjing, Yan Lin realized a problem.

He seemed to have never explained Jingjing’s identity to Chu Baihan; would she think that he had another woman and then become angry?

Damn it, he had been busy resolving the misunderstandings of the past, and had forgotten that Jingjing’s existence could lead to new misunderstandings.

What? Mother, Princess Consort Lin, Commandery Princess?

They are all the same person?

Yan Jingjing was stunned, and it took her a long time to regain her senses.

But her mind worked quickly, and she managed to link many things together.

No wonder that day when she brought her brother over, the Commandery Princess arrived immediately.

It turned out that the Commandery Princess was her brother’s mother and also her mother!

But, but she had used such a tone with her own mother.

Would her mother dislike her?

Thinking of this, Yan Jingjing’s eyes welled up with tears again.

"Father, did I make mother sad?" Yan Jingjing asked in a panic.

Yan Lin’s eyes grew weighty; he was at a loss for how to clarify the complicated relationship to her.

But at that moment, another thought flashed through Yan Jingjing’s mind.

Why had her brother said those words, why was her mother so cold towards her father?

Could it be that her father was truly a bad person?

"Father, I don’t feel well, I’m going to rest," Yan Jingjing said, not knowing how to face her father, and chose to escape for the time being.

After she spoke, she turned and ran.

Watching her fleeing back, Yan Lin’s eyes darkened.

He looked up, his tone sharp, and asked Yan Lian, "Did something happen while you were out?"

"Well, it doesn’t seem so," Yan Lian responded dejectedly, completely clueless.

Knowing he wouldn’t get any useful information from Yan Lian, Yan Lin assumed Yan Jingjing had simply been startled by the news, and he turned to another serious matter.

"On the day of the prayer for rain ceremony, I will have Zijin impersonate me; you should act according to the situation," he said sternly.

What?

"Eighth Brother, what are you planning to do?" Yan Lian asked nervously.

Zijin was one of Eighth Brother’s Hidden Guards, similar in stature and profile to the Prince, often impersonating him to handle matters on his behalf.

But on the day of the celestial prayer, both the Emperor and the Crown Prince would be present; if they were to be exposed, it would be a crime of deceiving the Emperor!

"I have more important matters to attend to," Yan Lin’s eyes flickered as he spoke in a heavy voice.

He wanted to know why Chu Baihan was so determined to enter the National Treasury.

Moreover, the Imperial Palace was dangerous, and he was concerned for her safety.