My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 182: This Palace Has No Regrets

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: This Palace Has No Regrets

"Nan Li, shouldn’t you explain to me the medicine you made me drink back then? If it weren’t for that incident with her, I think I would have forgotten these things my whole life."

Tang Ze’s voice was cold and somber, his dark eyes filled with murderous intent.

Yet despite the explanation, Nan Li showed no sign of discomposure.

He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze calm as he looked at Tang Ze.

"I have never regretted doing those things," he said lightly after coughing several times.

"Moreover, if you want to tell Xiaobai the truth now, go ahead. But I cannot assure you she will still tolerate you by her side." Nan Li continued.

His words successfully made Tang Ze hesitate.

After a long moment, Tang Ze let go of his grip.

The previously pale neck of Nan Li now bore deep strangulation marks.

He clutched his chest and began to cough heavily again.

"I believe Pavilion Master Tang has already made his decision. Our goals are the same—we both do not wish to hurt her," he said.

Having said that, Nan Li got out of bed.

He walked barefoot on the floor, his robe trailing.

Finally, he reached the soft couch.

He covered Chu Baihan with the clothes he fetched and then spoke gently, "When she was just born, she was so tiny and dirty, unable to even open her eyes, but she grabbed my sleeve among so many people..."

"If it weren’t for being born into the Imperial Family, she should have been carefree," Nan Li murmured softly as he looked at Chu Baihan.

"Who would choose their current lineage if given a choice?"

Tang Ze hid the coldness in his eyes as he spoke indifferently.

It was apparent he also detested his own origins.

Soon, he too came over, picked up Chu Baihan, and held her again.

"Since the Crown Prince is unwell, remember to take good care of yourself. I am taking her with me," he said,

After speaking, Tang Ze directly lifted Chu Baihan and strode out.

Watching Tang Ze’s retreating figure, Nan Li revealed a hint of a smile.

He murmured softly, "Father, neither you nor I have misjudged him."

...

When Chu Baihan awoke again, she coughed several times, feeling suffocated in her chest.

"Princess, how are you feeling?"

Nan Xing and Ruolan quickly came over, asking with concern.

"It’s nothing, perhaps Imperial Physician Xiao prescribed too much medicine," Chu Baihan shook her head and said helplessly.

But it made sense, as Imperial Physician Xiao has always been heavy-handed with his prescriptions.

He probably did so this time to make her truly believe she was in a dream by doubling the medicine.

"Princess, we are sorry, we lied to you."

Nan Xing and Ruolan quickly knelt to apologize.

Seeing them like this, Chu Baihan understood.

They must have realized the affairs of Yan Country could no longer be hidden from her...

She sighed softly, slowly got up, and helped them to their feet.

"After all, you did it to spare me from heartache; I can’t blame you for that," she said.

"Princess..."

Nan Xing and Ruolan still looked very worried.

"I remember I was in the Eastern Palace, how did I come back to the Princess Residence?" Chu Baihan turned her head and recognized the place as her bedroom, so she immediately asked.

This...

Nan Xing and Ruolan looked even more troubled then.

"Is there anything you can’t discuss with this princess?" Chu Baihan spoke in a tone of utter helplessness.

This time, Ruolan felt she could no longer hide the truth. She bit her lip, then said, "Princess, actually it was Pavilion Master Tang who brought you back. However, before he left, he specifically instructed us not to tell you that he had been here."

"Tang Ze was here? How come he always appears and disappears like a ghost?"

Chu Baihan furrowed her brows, her expression gloomy.

"When did he leave the residence?" she continued to inquire.

"About an hour ago," Nan Xing quickly responded.

An hour ago? He must have already left the capital city by now.

Chu Baihan shook her head, she had wanted to ask him some questions, but now it seemed she had to let it go.

She walked briskly to the side, picked up a brush and ink, and swiftly began to write a prescription on the paper.

But as she wrote, she hesitated...

Nan Xing and Ruolan looked over, their hearts sinking.

For the characters under Chu Baihan’s pen were slightly distorted.

Yet her handwriting had been so praised by the Emperor before.

Now her hand was affected to such an extent...

With slightly reddened eyes, Nan Xing and Ruolan felt utterly heartbroken.

Realizing their sadness, Chu Baihan let out a sigh.

She quickly wrote down the crooked characters with her trembling hands.

"This is a medicine for calming the mind, it will help the Crown Prince’s condition, Nan Xing, deliver it to the Eastern Palace immediately," she instructed sternly.

"Yes, Princess."

"Speaking of which, has father returned to the palace?" Chu Baihan continued, turning to ask Ruolan.

"To report to the Princess, the Emperor returned to the palace when you went to the Eastern Palace," Ruolan quickly answered.

"And what about Xixi?"

The Princely Heir...

Ruolan frowned, she whispered softly, "The Princely Heir had just come to your room to see you, then he ran out, and he hasn’t been seen since."

"I’ll go find him," Chu Baihan nodded, and then she walked out.

Chu Baihan searched the Princess Residence for a while and finally found Little Tuanzi curled up behind a rockery in the back garden.

She walked over quietly.

Hearing the noise, Little Tuanzi looked up confusedly, only to see Chu Baihan standing in front of him.

"Mom, mother..."

She panicked, hurriedly wiping her tears away with her little hands.

"I, I wasn’t crying. I just got sand in my eyes," he said stubbornly.

"Alright, you weren’t crying. You indeed got sand in your eyes," Chu Baihan squatted down, gently tousling his head, choosing not to contradict him.

Seeing her like this, Little Tuanzi sniffed and then whispered softly, "Mother, do you know all the truth now? Knowing it’s not a dream, knowing we were deceiving you?"

"Of course, although your mother is ill, I’m not foolish. I can clearly discern what is reality and what is a dream," she continued softly.

"I’m sorry, mother, I lied to you..." Little Tuanzi’s eyes reddened again.

"Mother is not angry, and understands your good intentions... Are you missing your father?"

Chu Baihan hesitated, but still ended up asking the final question.

For all these years, this was the first time she had seen Xixi so distressed.

"Yes, mother, they say... father will wake up, but once he does, he won’t remember us anymore. Will he then marry someone else and have other children? Does he not want us anymore? Will my sister suffer any injustices?"

Little Tuanzi asked several questions in a row, each one weighing heavily on Chu Baihan’s heart.