My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 202 the Strange Letter

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 the Strange Letter

Speaking thus, Mrs. Deng tried to throw herself at Chu Baihan to strangle her.

This time, Nan Xing reacted extremely fast.

She hurriedly went over to pull Mrs. Deng away.

"Let go, let me go, I will kill her..."

"Princess, allow me to avenge you!"

Wuji also ran over, and when he saw the clear slap print on Chu Baihan’s face, his eyes reddened slightly.

"No need," Chu Baihan said calmly.

She used a handkerchief to clean the blood from the corner of her mouth, then looked toward Mrs. Deng with a complicated gaze.

Mrs. Deng’s pupils were dilated, and she was still muttering to herself.

She... seemed to have gone mad.

Not pretending.

Because she was too grief-stricken over the loss of her son, she had gone mad.

"Oh, elder sister empress, what has happened to you, have you been slapped? With your highly esteemed status, who would dare strike you?"

Just at that time, a carriage stopped not far away.

Nan Leshi and Nan Leqin stepped down, having just seen the slap mark on Chu Baihan’s face, they spoke with feigned surprise.

That look in their eyes, no matter how you looked at it, was insincere.

"Elder sister empress, you really are something. If you don’t like the Princely Heir, you just don’t like him, but why did you have to drive him to his death? How pitiful he was."

Nan Leshi covered her mouth, speaking with a face full of pity.

"Are you dogs? Sniffing around and following the scent here," Chu Baihan raised her eyes, her cold gaze staring at them, a powerful aura emanating from her.

At those words, Nan Leshi and her companion stiffened with a harsh expression.

This wretch, how dare she compare them to dogs.

"Elder sister empress, instead of wasting time here mocking your imperial younger sister, you should be thinking of how to give the Commandery Prince and the Princess Consort an explanation. The Princely Heir was fine before he was harmed by you..." Nan Leshi scoffed.

"Right, my son, my son was just fine, how could he suddenly commit suicide. How could he leave us without a word and take his own life..."

Mrs. Deng wailed loudly.

Soon, her gaze turned venomous.

"I want revenge, yes, I want revenge..."

Having said that, she once again threw herself towards Chu Baihan without any care.

Nan Xing wanted to stop her.

But Chu Baihan shook her head at her.

She walked directly in front of Mrs. Deng and then knocked her out with a slap.

"Senior Princess, what is the meaning of this?"

Xiang An saw Mrs. Deng fall at the hands of Chu Baihan, and he was furious.

"Commandery Prince, please calm your anger. The Princess Consort is now out of her senses, and if we allow her to continue in this state, the consequences may be unimaginable."

Chu Baihan did not lift her head as she spoke coldly.

Her hand rapidly checked Mrs. Deng’s pulse.

It was very chaotic...

She sighed and said softly to Nan Xing, "Nan Xing, please assist the Princess Consort into the Princess Residence, and have the house doctor examine her."

"Senior Princess, what do you want with my wife?"

Xiang An continued to question Chu Baihan harshly.

"Commandery Prince Xiang, I have been courteous to you out of respect for your elder status, but that doesn’t mean I cannot deal with you. I harbor no intention to harm the Princess Consort, you can rest assured," Chu Baihan turned her head, her tone detached.

"Elder sister empress, Commandery Prince is only concerned about the Princess Consort. Instead of explaining the situation to them, you’re using your status to pressure people, isn’t that a bit improper?" At this time, Nan Leshi once again began to speak with a mocking tone.

The next moment, a "smack" was heard as it landed on her face.

"You, you hit me?" After Nan Leshi recovered from the shock, she held her face, looking at Chu Baihan with utter disbelief.

"It was indeed you I hit, Princess Consort. She fell ill, which is why she injured me. I don’t hold it against her, but that doesn’t mean I will tolerate your barking. I usually pay no mind to your impudence, but if you stir up trouble today, I will not let it go lightly!"

The voice of Chu Baihan grew colder with each word.

Nan Leshi had wanted to retort, but when she met Chu Baihan’s icy gaze, she trembled and found herself unable to speak.

"Princely Heir, in court, I have always regarded you as a much-respected elder. As for today’s incident, I urge you to think carefully—is it really my fault?"

Turning her head, Chu Baihan spoke earnestly to Xiang An.

Xiang An’s hair was also in utter disarray, and his gaze somewhat vacant.

Blood was still flowing from his forehead, and he looked like a vengeful ghost.

Suddenly, as if something had occurred to him, he bit his teeth and said to Chu Baihan, "Indeed, Zhangzhang committed suicide after you rejected him, and that should be unrelated to you. But Princess, think carefully, what else did you do to Zhangzhang!"

"At Lianyue Mountain, Zhangzhang rushed to the banquet upon hearing that you were attending. But how did you treat him? You severed both his hands, and the Imperial Physician said that even if his hands heal, he wouldn’t be able to lift heavy objects in the future. Isn’t that ruining him?"

Xiang An spoke each word with grief and indignation.

"And these..."

He promptly had his servants bring a stack of letters.

"All of these are letters Zhangzhang personally wrote to you, but how did you respond to him?"

Letters?

Chu Baihan’s eyelids twitched fiercely.

What letters?

Why didn’t she know about any of this?

Wuji quickly took the letters.

Upon examining them, Chu Baihan saw the crooked writing clearly belonged to Xiang Zhang.

The handwriting below was very familiar.

That... was it not her own?

The resemblance was such that even she would be momentarily confused.

The letters were nothing but Xiang Zhang shamelessly putting to paper his torment of unrequited love.

The verses were simply unbearable to read.

The sentences with handwriting similar to Chu Baihan’s, however, were scolding him for being a toad lusting after swan meat.

Each and every word was exceptionally malicious, even telling Xiang Zhang to go die.

It also said that if he had the courage to seek death, she would consider being with him.

"This is utterly absurd!"

Wuji also glanced over the letters, speaking in a low voice.

Wasn’t it absurd?

No sane person would believe such claims.

But if it were Xiang Zhang, he might actually believe them.

"Zhangzhang sought death after reading these words of yours," Xiang An continued angrily.

"Commandery Prince, please calm yourself. These letters were not written by me," Chu Baihan said solemnly, lifting her head to Xiang An.

Upon hearing this, Xiang An grew even angrier.

"Princess, do you still intend to deceive me at this point? I’ve worked with you in court, how could I not recognize your handwriting? These are indeed in your writing!"

"Furthermore, Xiang Fu, come and tell the Princess if there’s anything else!"

Xiang An then called over a servant from the Princess Consort Residence.

Soon, the servant appeared before Chu Baihan.

Chu Baihan recognized him; he was often by Xiang Zhang’s side.

"I was always told by the Princely Heir to deliver letters to the Princess. I passed them to Lady Ruolan at the Princess Residence, and it was from her that I collected the replies," Xiang Fu answered in a soft voice.

"Ruolan? Wuji, where has Ruolan gone?" Chu Baihan immediately turned to ask Wuji.

"This, I do not know. I have not seen her since this morning," Wuji hurriedly responded.