My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 144 Father and Son Shake Hands and Make Peace

Chapter 144: Chapter 144 Father and Son Shake Hands and Make Peace

"Eighth Brother, what has happened?"

Yan Lian looked at Yan Lin with a blank expression.

He kept tapping his head and then muttered, "Now that you mention it, Eighth Brother, I too feel like I’ve forgotten something important."

"Stop thinking about it, last night’s events were just as you recall them now." Yan Lin spoke in a deep voice, stopping Yan Lian from continuing to think back.

Hearing his Eighth Brother say this, Yan Lian nodded vaguely without thinking further.

"Let everyone prepare to leave."

After Chu Baihan washed the faces of the two little ones, she led them by the hand towards Yan Lin.

Yan Lin looked up at her; despite using rouge to cover up, one could still tell that her complexion was not good.

After all, she had sustained severe internal injuries the night before.

"But you didn’t sleep well last night, your complexion looks off, doesn’t it?" Yan Lin slowly stood up and asked in a deep voice.

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

Quickly, she tugged at the corner of her mouth and calmly replied, "Yes, it’s naturally hard to rest well on a journey."

Observing the change in her emotions, Yan Lin pursed his thin lips, his feelings complicated.

Was she hiding the events of last night because she was worried about her secret being exposed?

He sighed inwardly.

Indeed, even if she hadn’t given him the medicine, he had never thought of harming her.

"Jingjing, come to Father," he said in a slightly stooping posture, then gestured to Yan Jingjing.

Yan Jingjing hesitated, glancing at Chu Baihan, and only after getting a nod did she quickly run and throw herself into Yan Lin’s arms.

Chu Junxi watched from the side, his lips curling.

Hmph, what’s so good about Yan Lin, isn’t Mother the closest and the best?

Even though Sister has made such good relations with them, why does she still need to be close to Yan Lin?

Chu Baihan stood by, naturally sensing the frustrations of a certain Little Tuanzi.

She raised her hand and gently rubbed his head, silently soothing him.

Jingjing was raised by Yan Lin and naturally would be close to him.

At this moment, a large hand grasped Little Tuanzi’s small hand, and soon, Little Tuanzi was lifted into someone’s arms.

It turned out to be Yan Lin, who took Little Tuanzi into his arms.

"When we leave later, you and Jingjing will ride in the carriage, while the King and this little one will ride horses together," Yan Lin said to Chu Baihan in a deep voice.

"Why?"

Before Chu Baihan could speak, a certain Little Tuanzi furrowed his brow and loudly asked.

"Jingjing and the mistress are both young ladies, it’s more convenient for them to ride in the carriage. You are a young man, with the King; I will teach you how to ride," Yan Lin answered calmly.

Eighth Brother is going to teach this Little Tuanzi how to ride?

Yan Lian, who was behind them, jumped up in alarm upon hearing this.

Are Little Tuanzi’s legs long enough?

Stealing a glance at Little Tuanzi’s short legs, Yan Lian’s expression was indescribable.

Chu Junxi pursed his lips; he too wished to become a young man who could protect his sister and mother.

But, he did not want to rely on Yan Lin’s help.

Puffing out his cheeks, he was about to jump down.

But Yan Lin had already quickly walked out holding him.

Chu Baihan, seeing this, wanted to intervene, but Yan Jingjing grabbed her sleeve and whispered, "Mother, younger brother has quite a bias against Father; we could use this opportunity to ease their relationship."

Yan Jingjing’s words made Chu Baihan pause.

She hadn’t expected such considerations from Jingjing at such a young age.

However, it indeed was a chance to let father and son spend time together.

"Jingjing, let’s go."

"Sure."

Baihan got on the carriage, while Little Tuanzi was lifted onto the horse by Yan Lin.

"Sit tight." Yan Lin held the reins in one hand and steadied Little Tuanzi with the other, then he rode off.

Little Tuanzi had intended to act calm, but when the horse’s hooves lifted, he nervously grabbed Yan Lin’s arm.

"Scared?" Yan Lin saw his expression and chuckled softly.

"I’m not scared, you are the one who’s scared," Little Tuanzi retorted with his head held high, his tone defiant.

"Alright, it is I who am scared." Yan Lin didn’t insist on arguing and smiled nodding instead.

The wind whisked past their ears. Their horse was out in front, leaving the carriage far behind, the roadside scenery blurring past them.

Little Tuanzi had been very nervous at first, but soon his heart calmed down, and he began to enjoy the speed.

"Would you like to try for yourself?" Yan Lin asked in a low voice.

After a moment’s hesitation, Little Tuanzi lowered his head.

"I, I want to."

"Here, it’s yours," Yan Lin quickly handed the reins to him.

Ah?

Chu Junxi was startled.

He asked nervously, "Are, are you serious? I’ve learned horse riding before, but I’m not very good. If I fall, don’t blame me."

"Don’t worry, if you fall, I won’t blame you. I’ll protect you and make sure you’re not hurt. Just give it a try," Yan Lin reassured him as he patted Little Tuanzi’s head and responded gravely.

His voice mingled with the wind, yet Chu Junxi heard every word clearly.

In that moment, Chu Junxi was stunned, feeling an inexplicable sense of security.

Yan Lin...

He seemed... not to be the totally remorseless villain one might expect.

"Concentrate, lean slightly, and watch the road ahead..."

Yan Lin tapped Chu Junxi’s forehead gently, then instructed him earnestly.

Snapping back to reality, Little Tuanzi didn’t dare to daydream any longer and quickly focused on riding the horse.

When their horse had gone quite a distance and the carriage still hadn’t caught up, Yan Lin stopped the horse.

"Little fellow, you did very well. I might not have had your courage at your age," Yan Lin praised as he cradled Little Tuanzi and lifted him off the horse.

Chu Junxi rubbed his sore bottom, feeling pain yet exhilarated.

He had ridden horses back in Nanduan Kingdom, but it had never been this thrilling.

"You learned horseback riding before?" Yan Lin’s gaze suddenly fell on him.

Little Tuanzi crossed his arms, lifted his chin, and said with an air of maturity, "Naturally."

"Who taught you?" continued Yan Lin.

"It was Tang..."

Having let down his guard, Little Tuanzi almost blurted out everything.

But midway he realized something was amiss and quickly said, "It was my mother and the people around her who taught me."

Yan Lin looked at Little Tuanzi’s expressive face, emotions flickering in his dark eyes.

Had Little Tuanzi just uttered the word "Tang"?

Was he about to say someone from the Tang Sect?

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, he continued in a deep voice, "Are you really eight years old?"

It seems rather unusual for an eight-year-old to be so small, he appeared much shorter.

"I, I am indeed eight years old indeed,"

Thinking he had given himself away, Chu Junxi straightened up and spoke anxiously.