My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 117 Into the National Treasury

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 Into the National Treasury

"Of course, it was because you told her in person that this Princess is her mother, so she came to me. You..."

Chu Baihan’s tone was slightly cold.

On the way back just now, Jingjing had already told her about today’s events.

She could never understand how the old monk knew that Yan Lin was the child’s biological father.

What reason did he have to send the child to Yan Lin’s side?

Most importantly, did Yan Lin know about Xixi’s existence?

Chu Baihan clenched her fingers, her breathing slightly altered.

If Yan Lin knew of Xixi’s existence and still contested with her, she would not back down!

What she didn’t know was that upon hearing her words, panic had flashed in Yan Lin’s eyes.

He thought she was questioning him for making her happy to become a mother.

He explained in a deep voice, "Actually, after Jingjing’s parents passed away, my master brought her to me. To keep her from knowing the truth, I lied that she is your and my child."

Chu Baihan: "..."

She had made many guesses and thought of countermeasures in her mind.

But she had never imagined that Yan Lin would think this way.

She breathed a small sigh of relief...

So, he didn’t know about Xixi’s existence.

Nor did he know that he is actually Jingjing’s father.

"In any case, I also find Jingjing quite appealing to the eye, so I will leave it to Prince Lin to decide."

She said quietly, preparing to leave.

But Yan Lin’s deep gaze fixed on her, and then he said in a heavy voice, "I have never wronged you, the mistress of the Prince Residence has always been only you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Baihan’s footsteps slightly paused.

If only you had told me these words earlier, how good that would have been...

If only you had not deceived me back then, how much better that would have been...

Mockery flickered through Chu Baihan’s eyes, her expression gradually growing colder.

"Prince Lin, it’s late at night, you should rest."

After saying that, she left directly.

...

The day of the rain prayer ceremony.

The entire capital city of Yan Country was bustling with excitement, as the citizens brought out the most precious items from their homes and placed them on the streets, praying for rain from the heavens.

All the princes had already gathered at the palace gate, waiting for the Emperor, ready to ascend the mountain together.

Yan Lian stood on the edge, vigilantly watching the tall figure not far away.

Zijin ah Zijin, you better not slip up, otherwise it would bring trouble to Prince Lin’s residence.

He begged in his heart incessantly.

"Ninth Prince Brother, it’s just a mere rain prayer ceremony, why do I see you looking so nervous?"

At that moment, Yan Xiao appeared beside him and asked with profound meaning.

Yan Lian stiffened, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, quickly forcing himself to calm down, and then said, "Crown Prince, brother is just feeling a bit cold, not nervous."

"Is that so?"

Yan Xiao’s elongated eyes flickered slightly, he asked hauntingly.

That look seemed to see right through Yan Lian, causing his heart to sink further.

"Ninth Prince Brother, being around women too, yet how come the Fifth Prince doesn’t look as frail as you?"

The other princes teased from the side.

Yan Lian smiled sheepishly.

He made no retort.

After all, as long as these people set their sights on him, that meant Eighth Brother was safe.

"Speaking of the Fifth Prince, he is patrolling the Imperial Palace today, and his temperament isn’t reliable, we hope nothing happens," the eldest prince said leisurely, fanning himself.

The other princes snickered again.

They were praying for something to happen!

After all, it would be him the Emperor would reprimand, not them.

"Emperor, Empress, Consort Jiang, Consort Han... have arrived."

The eunuch shouted at the top of his lungs.

Soon, a figure in bright yellow appeared before everyone.

That meant it was time for them to set off.

Having detected nothing amiss so far, Yan Lian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He exchanged a glance with Zijin before silently following in the group.

...

Meanwhile, Chu Baihan had also begun her move.

Their people had already infiltrated the Imperial Palace.

Nan Xing was dressed as a palace maid.

She had restored her own appearance and was particularly striking among the accompanying maids.

These few maids were now on their way to deliver food to the Empress in the Cold Palace.

The path from the Imperial Kitchen to the Cold Palace necessarily passed by the National Treasury.

They had already ascertained that among these maids, there was one who the Fifth Prince, Yan Jin, had taken an interest in a few days earlier.

Nan Xing glanced subtly at that maid — her skin was slightly darker, but her eyes were lively and her demeanor resembled a delicately tender white flower, an uncommon presence among maids...

Yet, she could become such a person too.

Nan Xing slightly lowered her gaze, concealing the chill in her eyes.

It had been six years, and those who could stay by the Princess’s side had certainly not been without progress.

Just then, Yan Jin, clad in armor, approached with the Imperial Army.

He immediately noticed the delicate maid.

"Cough, where are you going?" he asked with a stern face.

His eyes were already fixed on that maid.

"Your Highness, I, I..." the maid lowered her head, evidently shy, biting her lower lip and struggling to articulate a full sentence.

It was at this moment, a gentle voice interjected, "In response to Prince Jin, we are heading to the Cold Palace to deliver food."

Nan Xing’s voice was incredibly pleasing, easily shifting Yan Jin’s attention towards her.

Turning to look, he caught sight of Nan Xing’s face and a naked gleam flashed across his eyes.

"What is your name..."

He stepped closer to Nan Xing.

Nan Xing pretended to be nervous and backed away, but accidentally tripped and fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, I, my hand is injured."

She raised her scraped hand, eyes reddening, her voice trembling.

"Cough, I can’t stand to see a beauty hurt. I’ll take you to the Imperial Hospital right away," Yan Jin said eagerly, quickly picking Nan Xing up.

"Prince Jin!" A General called out anxiously.

But he dismissed it unconcernedly, "With General Li on patrol, I’ll be back soon; I have some matters to attend to."

After saying this, he hurriedly ran off with Nan Xing in his arms.

If the Emperor had been in the palace today, he would have been more cautious.

But now, aside from the Empress Dowager, he was the most powerful here; what did he have to fear?

In his arms, Nan Xing cast her gaze downward, concealing the murderous intent in her eyes.

Thankfully it was her; had Prince Jin dared to treat the Princess this way, she would have made certain his blood splattered right there.

Meanwhile, the maid stamped her foot, deeply resenting how Nan Xing had snatched her chance to rise beyond her station.

The remaining General Li appeared solemn, but he had no other choice and could merely instruct his subordinates, "Continue the patrol."

However, they had only been patrolling for a moment when a guard in the attire of Prince Jin’s residence came running in haste.

"General Li, something bad has happened to our Prince," he declared anxiously.

What?

The Prince in trouble in the Imperial Palace? That was quite serious.

Not daring to delay even a moment, General Li immediately followed him.

At the same time, Chu Baihan’s people knocked out the guard at the gate and she swiftly used a key to unlock and enter the National Treasury.