My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 159 Scared to Death

Chapter 159: Chapter 159 Scared to Death

Chu Baihan quickly took Yan Chen’s hand to check his pulse.

Soon, her expression turned grave.

"He has been drugged with sedatives, and he must have suffered a great shock and a physical blow, which is why he passed out," she said in a low voice.

What?

A great shock?

Though he disliked Yan Chen, Yan Lin knew that his imperial brother was not someone to be taken lightly.

What could have frightened him so?

Chu Baihan quickly took out a silver needle from her person and slowly inserted it into an acupoint on the top of Yan Chen’s head.

"Don’t come any closer, don’t come any closer, or this prince will not be polite..."

Suddenly, Yan Chen woke up as if frightened, mumbling these words in a panic.

What happened to him?

Chu Baihan and Yan Lin exchanged glances, both looking puzzled.

After regaining consciousness, Yan Chen finally noticed that Chu Baihan and Yan Lin were by his side.

Truly befitting the eldest imperial prince, he scanned his surroundings with a glance and instantly understood his current situation.

He composed himself and cleared his throat, "So it is the Eighth Prince and the Princess who have come to save me."

"Prince Chen, why are you here? Did you see something terrifying?"

Chu Baihan asked, puzzled.

Hearing this, Yan Chen’s expression instantly turned cold.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I was pursuing members of the Siminghui and came upon a temple. Little did I know that those two thieves were lying in ambush. After I was hit with a palm strike, I must have triggered some mechanism and fell down here. Those two thieves jumped down after me. However, they seemed very familiar with this place. As I fought with them, I eventually lost strength and passed out here."

"Could it be that this tunnel was dug by the people of the Siminghui?" Chu Baihan murmured with a frown.

"No, digging a tunnel would take at least a year or half. This Siminghui has only appeared in the last two months. It might not be them," Yan Lin said gravely, his eyes darkening.

"Yan Lin, you take Prince Chen back first. I want to explore where this tunnel leads; there may be discoveries yet to find."

Chu Baihan spoke to Yan Lin.

Though she had come to Jiangnan for the Snow Ganoderma and should not meddle in other affairs,

Since someone had played tricks in front of her, she would absolutely not tolerate it.

"It’s out of the question; I will not allow you to do something dangerous," the certain Prince Lin refused again without a second thought.

"You..."

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, Yan Chen started coughing painfully.

"He is not lightly injured; we should take him back as quickly as possible," Chu Baihan still made a compromise, choosing to take Yan Chen back with Yan Lin.

If Yan Chen died here, the situation would become troublesome.

Meanwhile, Ziyi and the others were almost tearing the temple down, but they still couldn’t find anyone.

Just as they became increasingly anxious, the ground suddenly split open.

Chu Baihan and Yan Lin, supporting Yan Chen, appeared.

"Master, Princess," Ziyi hurried over.

"Quickly, prepare the carriage. Prince Chen is injured," Yan Lin commanded sternly.

"Yes, Master."

Ziyi and the others were shocked.

Although Prince Chen’s martial arts skills might not match their master’s, he was among the best of the many princes, yet even he had been injured.

The one lurking in the shadows, could they be somewhat terrifying?

Watching them help Yan Chen onto the carriage and take him away, Chu Baihan also mounted her horse, ready to follow them out.

But at that moment, she couldn’t help but look back at the temple.

With only a glance, her eyes narrowed slightly.

She had been in a hurry when she arrived, so she hadn’t had a chance to look properly at the entire layout of the temple.

Now, upon a closer look...

The layout was indeed strange.

Behind the temple stood a mountain that, together with the temple, formed a scene that, no matter how one looked at it, resembled the layout of a mansion with ominous connotations.

"Princess," Ziwu called out to her, worried, seeing that she was lingering.

"Hmm."

Chu Baihan withdrew his gaze, nodded, and hurriedly rode away.

By the time he returned to the Li Residence, Li Shang and the others were all alarmed.

He didn’t even have time to dress properly before running out.

"Prince, Princess, could, could something big have happened?" he asked anxiously.

"It’s nothing. Master Li, you should go back to rest," Yan Lin said in a cold voice.

Li Shang had been curiously craning his neck, trying to see clearly inside the carriage.

But when Yan Lin’s sharp gaze swept over him, he shuddered with fright.

He quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Highness, I’ll go back right away. You should rest early too, Prince."

Ziyi and the others helped Yan Chen out of the carriage.

Yan Chen had actually fainted again.

"Quick, take him back to the room. And Ziwu, you go find some medicine for me..."

Chu Baihan dismounted, lifted the hem of her skirt, and hurried towards the residence. She didn’t forget to remind Ziwu to find her medicine.

"Yes, Princess."

The commotion was not minor, and Yan Lian was also disturbed.

"Eighth Brother, what has happened?" he asked worriedly.

"Big Brother is injured," Yan Lin said coldly.

Big Brother is injured?

Yan Lian was shocked as well.

Who could it be that managed to injure Big Brother?

Chu Baihan followed into the room.

"Nan Xing, you come in too," she ordered coldly.

"Yes, Princess."

Nan Xing followed and immediately shut the door behind them.

Yan Lin knew she was trying to save someone, so he didn’t stop her.

"The two little ones haven’t been woken up by the noise, have they?" Yan Lin asked in a deep voice.

"No, they weren’t woken up," Yan Lian quickly shook his head.

That was good.

He was worried they would be worried too.

"Eighth Brother, is Big Brother injured while investigating Siminghui?" Yan Lian asked puzzled.

"Yes. Outside the city, there’s an abandoned temple with a Formation set up. The people from Siminghui seem to know that place very well. Perhaps, Siminghui is no longer just a greedy merchants’ association that robs the common people of water and wealth."

Yan Lin’s expression grew even more serious.

Yan Lian scratched his head.

If that was true, it would be troublesome.

The heavens were already reluctant to rain, making this disaster relief difficult enough.

If on top of that, there’s this man-made disaster that can’t be dealt with, there’s no saying when the disaster relief would be completed.

"Go find a young servant who grew up in Jiangnan. This prince has some questions for him," Yan Lin turned and ordered Ziyi.

"Yes, Master."

Soon, a young servant was brought forward.

"Prince, has this one done something wrong?"

He immediately knelt down, trembling as he spoke, as if he could burst into tears at any moment.

"You haven’t done anything wrong. This prince just has some questions for you. Have you been in Jiangnan for these past few years?" Yan Lin asked in a cold voice.

"Replying to Your Highness, this one is a native of Jiangnan. I came to serve in the Li Residence three years ago and have been here ever since," the young servant swallowed nervously, then quickly responded.

"Good, then do you know, in the abandoned temples outside Jiangnan City, if anyone lives there?" Yan Lin continued to ask.

Upon hearing this, the young servant’s face changed.

"Prince, why would you care about the matters of an abandoned temple? No one should get close to the derelict temples in Jiangnan!" he blurted out in panic.

"Why?"

"Because they’re haunted!"