My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 157: The Person Disappeared into Thin Air

Chapter 157: Chapter 157: The Person Disappeared into Thin Air

Upon hearing this, a flicker of unease crossed the depths of Chu Baihan’s eyes.

What else could it be? Naturally, it was because her people had found a clue—

These two had also been searching for the Snow Ganoderma over the years!

She decided to test them, perhaps she could pry some information from them.

However, she had no intention of telling Yan Lin any of this.

So she withdrew her gaze and spoke calmly, "They are my elders, and it is only proper to pay them a visit when coming to Jiangnan. Moreover, they are well-acquainted with Jiangnan and might offer us some advice."

Is that so?

Yan Lin looked at Chu Baihan with a probing gaze.

Why did he always feel like she was hiding something?

Just as he was about to ask more, the guard from Yan Chen arrived in a hurry, saying anxiously, "Prince, Princess Consort, our Family Head has gone missing."

What?

Yan Chen had disappeared.

Chu Baihan and Yan Lin exchanged a look, their expressions solemn.

If something had happened to Yan Chen, it wouldn’t be good for either of them.

"What exactly happened? Speak clearly," Yan Lin demanded sternly of the guard.

"Yes, yes, Prince. Our Family Head was following the trail of the Siminghui tonight and ended up at a dilapidated temple. We entered first to investigate, and when we turned around, our master had vanished, with blood traces on the ground. We searched the surrounding area for a long time with no clues, so we had no choice but to return and report this to you," the guard explained in a panic.

"I will go look for him, Hanhan, you stay," Yan Lin said gravely.

Yan Chen was skilled in martial arts and also held the status of a prince; if someone dared to attack him, they must be extremely vicious.

There would surely be danger ahead, so Chu Baihan couldn’t be allowed to follow.

But to his surprise, as soon as he had spoken, Chu Baihan took the Soft Sword from Nan Xing’s hand and walked up to his side.

"I am not a mere decoration," she said to Yan Lin before turning to the guard with a cold command, "Lead the way, now."

"Yes, yes, Princess Consort."

After quickly realizing the gravity of the situation, the guard didn’t dare delay any longer and hurriedly led the way.

They rode on horses for quite a while before finally arriving at the decrepit temple outside the city.

"Prince, Princess Consort, this is where we entered, and then our master disappeared," the guard said anxiously.

"Be very careful,"

After saying this to Yan Lin, Chu Baihan quickly dismounted and strode towards the temple.

His Princess Consort was even braver than he was.

With a shake of his head, Yan Lin followed behind her, both bemused and concerned.

The temple was tiny, covered in dust and cobwebs, clearly uninhabited for a long time.

"Search,"

Yan Lin gave Ziyi a look.

Ziyi immediately led their men to scour the entire decrepit temple, but all in vain; there was no trace to be found.

"Prince, Princess Consort, our master was standing right here," the guard pointed to a spot in the middle of the courtyard and spoke in a muffled tone.

Yan Lin saw a pool of blood on the ground and quickly squatted to touch it.

It had already clotted, indicating some time had passed.

"Master, might the person no longer be here?"

Having searched every nook and cranny to no avail, Ziyi asked helplessly.

"Prince, shall we have someone search the surrounding area and the city?"

Yan Chen’s guard was frantic; their master was still injured and needed to be found urgently.

"They may not have left," Chu Baihan interjected with a cool tone just at that moment.

Huh?

What does she mean by that?

The crowd exchanged puzzled glances.

Chu Baihan soared easily to the rooftop, surveyed the area, then gently landed in the courtyard and spoke softly, "Just now it was but a guess, but now I can confirm, Yan Chen is still in this dilapidated temple."

"But, but we haven’t found him either."

The guard scratched his head, clearly not understanding.

"Judging by the degree of blood splatter, the prince has suffered very severe injuries, which should make it difficult for him to move on his own. Moreover, look at this footprint next to the bloodstains, it belongs to Yan Chen. The shoes of the Imperial Family are different from others..."

"I know," Yan Lin cut in quickly. "There are footprints coming in but none going out. So, big brother did not leave through the door. Having sustained internal injuries, he would not have been able to use his Inner Strength to leave, otherwise, there would definitely be traces of him on the rooftop..."

Yan Lin quickly carried on Chu Baihan’s words.

"Exactly," Chu Baihan nodded in agreement.

"But, but if the master is still in the house, why can’t we find him?"

The guard continued to speak anxiously.

"At that time, when you were chasing the people from Siminghui, how many were there?" Yan Lin asked sternly.

"Reporting to the Eighth Prince, there were only two of them. And oddly, after they arrived at this place, they too disappeared," the guard answered promptly.

As his voice faded, a cold wind blew in, making the windows rattle.

Everyone couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

"Just, just now I asked the nearby villagers about the origin of this decrepit temple..." Suddenly, at this moment, a guard spoke up timidly.

"Speak," Yan Lin said in a stern tone.

"People in Jiangnan are open-minded, and over the years, more and more have stopped believing in ghosts and deities, so many temples have been abandoned. With the recent drought in Jiangnan, somehow the word spread that this calamity befell them because they had offended the spirits..."

"Go on."

Chu Baihan spoke sharply, indicating for him to continue.

"Yes, yes, Princess Consort. Because of the severe drought, many people felt the need to continue revering the gods. So they began to repair these temples, preparing to worship again. But strangely, many people would inexplicably get injured upon entering these temples..."

"Over time, villagers would only kneel and pray at the entrance, begging the deities for forgiveness, no one daring to go inside."

"That explains why earlier when I asked about the temple, the villagers got angry when they heard we went in. They said we deserved our misfortune," another guard couldn’t help but gnash his teeth in anger.

"Ziyi, go and check if there’s any connection between Siminghui and the temples?"

A sharp gleam flashed in Chu Baihan’s eyes as she quickly instructed Ziyi.

"As you command, Princess... Princess Consort."

Ziyi was overjoyed to be tasked, for the Princess Consort was directly ordering him, which meant she regarded him as one of her subordinates!

"Everyone, now withdraw and close the door."

Chu Baihan suddenly ordered.

This...

All of the guards and Hidden Guards looked at each other with worried expressions.

However, since it was Chu Baihan’s order, they had no choice but to obey.

Yan Lin remained motionless, evidently determined to stay with Chu Baihan.

Chu Baihan did not force him out either.

After all, she might truly need his help later.

"Do you suspect there’s a Formation here?" Yan Lin asked in a deep voice.

"Mhm," Chu Baihan nodded quickly.

To make a person vanish without a trace, except for a Formation, she could think of no other explanation.

"But why can’t I sense any Formation here?" Yan Lin frowned, slightly perplexed.

The Yan Country Imperial Family’s most formidable talent lay in their Formation knowledge.

So why hadn’t he noticed it?

And moreover, how did big brother fall victim to it?