My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 184 Nan Zhou

Chapter 184: Chapter 184 Nan Zhou

What?

Ziyi?

Upon hearing this, Ruolan immediately looked down.

Chu Baihan also jumped down from the second floor at once.

Hearing the commotion, everyone downstairs turned around, only to see her landing gracefully.

"The young master has good martial arts skills," someone in the crowd exclaimed, not knowing who it was.

But Chu Baihan had no mind to pay them any attention.

She looked around but couldn’t see the face she had just glimpsed.

"Princess, could you be mistaken? Ziyi... he’s in Yan Country."

At that moment, Ruolan also ran down, speaking to Chu Baihan with a concerned tone.

She worried the Princess might have been hallucinating due to the incident in Yan Country.

"Yes, Ziyi is in Yan Country. Yan Lin... is also in Yan Country. Perhaps this princess was confused," she said, shaking her head and speaking self-deprecatingly.

"Princess..."

"All right, let’s go back up," Chu Baihan withdrew her gaze and then turned to walk back to the second floor.

Upon entering the private room, Chu Baihan had all the attendants leave.

Soon, melodious qin music came from the neighboring private room.

"This Lady Yingyu is indeed talented, this music isn’t half-bad," Ruolan remarked softly.

She hadn’t understood rhythm in the past, but after many years following the Princess, she had picked up a bit of appreciation.

Playing by herself was out of the question, but she did have some aptitude for appreciation.

"Although my cousin, the family’s spendthrift and unreliable man, does have an eye for women," Chu Baihan said nonchalantly as she lifted her teacup.

But when she noticed the water in her teacup was still shaking, her eyes dimmed slightly.

Sensing her change in mood, Ruolan hurried over to distract her, "Princess, what else would you like to eat? I can have someone fetch it for you."

"There’s no need to worry about how I feel. My hand may be injured, but I’m alive, am I not? Let’s handle Uncle Xu’s issue first, then we’ll have the heart to attend to other matters," Chu Baihan responded quietly, shaking her head then comforting Ruolan in turn.

"Yes, Princess."

"Go listen by the wall, find out how many people are in the neighboring private room," Chu Baihan continued to command.

Ruolan nodded and went quickly to the back of the wall.

However, after listening intently for a long time, she heard only the graceful qin music and the laughter of two individuals.

"Princess, there seem to be only two people. Shall we go there now?" Ruolan turned and whispered to Chu Baihan.

"No, wait," Chu Baihan shook her head in refusal.

"Wait, what are we waiting for?"

Ruolan was somewhat puzzled.

The Princess wished to catch that Fifth Young Master, why not just go find him directly? Why wait?

And so, Ruolan and Chu Baihan waited in the room for a long time.

Finally, they heard a loud commotion from outside.

"Nan Zhou’s Fifth Young Master, you’ve made it quite hard for us brothers to find you. Come out here quickly, you owe our gambling house so much debt, isn’t it time to pay it back?" a rough voice bellowed, vibrating everyone’s ears.

"Princess, many people have come outside?" Ruolan cracked open the door, saw the situation outside, and then promptly reported back to Chu Baihan.

"These must be the people looking for Nan Zhou, we have finally waited for them,"

Chu Baihan set down her teacup and quickly stood up.

Outside, those burly men found Nanzhou’s private room and kicked the door open with one foot.

"So, Young Master Yan Lin, the good-for-nothing is here. You really know how to take it easy, spending money to make a girl happy but claiming you have none to pay off gambling debts."

They saw Nan Zhou drunken daydreaming beside Yingyu and immediately sneered as they spoke.

"Gambling debts? If you want money, go to my father. With his wealth, you’re sure to get it."

Nan Zhou’s face was flushed red, and after a loud belch, he slowly uttered.

"Come on, Yuyu, keep playing, don’t mind anything else."

Nan Zhou took Yingyu’s hand and spoke, utterly infatuated.

Yingyu’s face turned red with embarrassment, then she muttered, "Young Master Yan Lin, it seems you’ve run into trouble. Perhaps you should settle your affairs first, and then Yingyu will play for you again."

"Hmph, what Young Master Yan Lin? He’s nothing but waste. And telling us to ask the King Yan for money? As if the King would pay off a wastrel’s debts!"

"Brothers, today those beggars are not with him, he has no backup. Beat him, beat him savagely. If he doesn’t pay his gambling debts today, don’t let him leave this place."

After saying that, the men charged into the private room.

"Gentlemen, please, let’s be reasonable... let’s be reasonable..."

The procuress hurried over, attempting to stop them.

But she was roughly pushed aside.

"Be careful, Young Master Yan Lin." Yingyu called out anxiously.

But the henchmen were quicker.

They swiftly grabbed Nan Zhou by the collar and slammed him hard onto the ground; tables nearby shattered upon impact.

The onlookers outside were startled by the scene.

But as they came to their senses, they began to say with contempt, "He deserves it! He comes to Yichun Building without money to pay off gambling debts and dares to monopolize Lady Yingyu."

"No wonder King Yan doesn’t want to acknowledge this son. If I had such a son, I’d break his legs and tell him to crawl away as far as possible."

"Exactly! I reckon he won’t be so lucky today. I know these gambling den guys; they’re particularly ruthless. They already killed a man a few days ago for not paying up."

"..."

The bystanders became increasingly excited as they discussed, while Chu Baihan and Ruolan quietly listened in.

Seeing Nan Zhou being beaten to the point of vomiting blood, Ruolan couldn’t help but look to Chu Baihan with an inquiring gaze.

Perhaps it was time to intervene...

The Princess had mentioned wanting to use him against King Yan, hadn’t she? If he died, their efforts would be wasted.

But to her concern, Chu Baihan simply said, "Don’t rush."

After a long wait, they finally saw Nan Zhou gasping for air, beaten to a pulp.

Chu Baihan rubbed his wrists, then addressed Ruolan, "Let’s act."

"Yes, Young... Young Master!"

Upon receiving Chu Baihan’s command, Ruolan immediately rushed over and took hold of one of the henchmen’s hands.

When the henchman realized he couldn’t move, he turned his head and saw the petite Ruolan.

He scoffed, "Which death-seeking brat are you? Scram."

"How much does the Young Master owe you?" Ruolan asked seriously.

"What, asking that question, do you plan to pay for him? It’s a hundred taels of silver; can you afford it?"

The disdain in his eyes as he looked at Ruolan was unmistakable.

Ruolan immediately took out a money pouch, "Take this money and leave."

The men took the money pouch with skepticism, opened it, and saw it was full of silver.

"Cough, you’re one lucky kid, having someone willing to pay off your debts. We’re leaving."

Nan Zhou was as if he hadn’t heard a word, his lips oozing fresh blood, then he hugged a vase and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

He seemed to be severely intoxicated.

People outside craned their necks, trying to see who was willing to pay off Nan Zhou’s debts.

But then with a "snap", Ruolan shut the door.