My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 227 Rushing to Save Someone

Chapter 227: Chapter 227 Rushing to Save Someone

"What’s wrong?"

Noticing that something was off with her emotions, Tang Ze immediately turned his head and asked worriedly.

"No, it’s nothing." Chu Baihan forced herself to calm down and quickly shook her head.

But as she looked at Tang Ze’s face with the silver mask, her heart began to race.

Who... exactly are you?

Harboring complex feelings, Chu Baihan, along with Tang Ze and Xiang Zhang, arrived on the main road.

Just then, a carriage happened to pass by.

It seemed to be a merchant entering the capital to do business.

Seeing people ahead, the carriage stopped.

However, when the coachman got a clear view of the three of them and noticed the bloodstains on their clothes, he was so terrified that he wanted to flee.

But at that moment, Chu Baihan pulled out her Soft Sword and positioned it in front of the carriage; at the same time, she also produced a gold ingot.

"We won’t hurt you, we just need to ride your carriage into the capital. Once we reach the capital city, this gold ingot will be yours," she said in a calm voice.

This...

Seeing the gold ingot, the coachman hesitated.

Just then, a gentle male voice came from inside.

"Uncle Ping, if there are people in trouble, we should lend a hand," he said.

"Yes, young master. The three of you, please get on the carriage," Uncle Ping said, wiping the cold sweat from his brow and speaking nervously.

Chu Baihan boarded the carriage first, followed by Tang Ze, carrying Xiang Zhang.

The carriage wasn’t very spacious.

There was already one person inside the carriage, and with Chu Baihan and the other two, it made four, so it was quite cramped.

The man inside must have been quite young. He sat in the corner, the carriage was dim, and he was facing sideways, so Chu Baihan couldn’t see his face clearly at all.

She was the first to speak, "Thank you, young master, for your help."

"You must be in urgent need to enter the capital, and since we’ve met, it’s fate. It’s no trouble to help," the young man said slowly.

His voice was soft, soothing like a gentle breeze.

Moreover, with the heavy scent of blood on Xiang Zhang, yet he did not inquire about their past or their purpose for entering the capital, and showed not the slightest fear.

Chu Baihan grew more curious about his identity.

However, having met by chance, she disliked prying too much into the affairs of strangers.

And so, they traveled to the capital in silence.

Upon reaching the city gate, Chu Baihan spoke up, "Young master, we have arrived. Thank you for your generous assistance."

After speaking, she placed the gold ingot down and prepared to disembark from the carriage.

"The fare you’ve offered is too much; we cannot accept it. Please take it back," the young man suddenly said.

Chu Baihan frowned and said gruffly, "Young master, please don’t misunderstand. I dislike being indebted to others. You’ve helped us, and this is what you deserve."

"But the amount you’re giving is so much it makes it seem like we owe you a favor," he continued.

Chu Baihan: "..."

She had thought him pleasant until now, yet he turned out to be so stubborn.

With a headache brewing, Chu Baihan had no choice but to take the gold ingot back.

In resignation, she said, "Fine, I will take the gold ingot back for now. If fate allows us to meet again, I will thank you then."

After saying this, she quickly got off the carriage.

The matters at the Imperial Palace were more pressing; she couldn’t afford to waste time with this person.

After she descended, the carriage drove off.

Tang Ze stood beside her, his eyes dark and brooding as he watched the carriage fade into the distance.

Chu Baihan, sensing something amiss, asked in confusion, "Could it be that you know the person in that carriage?"

"I don’t recognize him, but I can guess his identity," Tang Ze said in a cool tone.

Can guess his identity?

Chu Baihan frowned slightly, feeling strange in her heart.

"Who are you?"

Seeing someone actually standing at the entrance to the capital city, the guards here immediately became vigilant.

"Take a good look at who this princess is," Chu Baihan turned around, her cold gaze sweeping over them, and her imposing aura followed suit.

Once they saw her face clearly, the guards hurriedly knelt down.

"This subordinate is blind, this subordinate knows his fault, for not recognizing the Princess," one of them said.

"Prepare two horses for this Princess," Chu Baihan ordered in a cold voice.

Although the guards did not know her intentions, they still hurriedly led two horses over from nearby.

Chu Baihan and Tang Ze exchanged a tacit glance, then quickly mounted the horses.

"Wait a moment, first give him something to eat," Chu Baihan stuffed a pill into Xiang Zhang’s mouth, then lifted him onto the back of Tang Ze’s horse.

"Mmm mmm mmm..."

Xiang Zhang looked at her nervously, fearing she had fed him poison.

"Rest assured, your little life is extremely precious right now, the pill I fed you won’t take your life, but will instead keep you clinging to it," Chu Baihan said indifferently.

Xiang Zhang could not die, at least not until he had cleared Hu Yi of the charges and pointed the finger at Prince Xu.

"Let’s go!"

She and Tang Ze, with Xiang Zhang in tow, rode quickly towards the Imperial Palace.

...

Meanwhile, in the Empress Dowager’s palace.

The Empress Dowager sat in the main seat, her dark and impatient eyes glancing at Yan Lian and Jian Yun not far away.

"It seems the Ninth Prince of Yan Country really does have the leisure to luxuriate, traveling thousands of miles from Yan Country. I wonder, does the Emperor know of this?" she asked softly.

Yan Lian managed to draw a smile and replied calmly, "I’ve already met with the Emperor when I was at the Princess Consort Residence."

"The Princess Consort Residence, you mean the Commandery Prince Residence? What were you doing there? Oh... I remember now, Nan Baihan has quite a relationship with your Yan Country. Did you go to the Princess Consort Residence with Nan Baihan?"

The Empress Dowager continued softly.

The smile on Yan Lian’s face stiffened.

From the Empress Dowager’s tone, she indeed didn’t seem too fond of the eighth brother’s wife.

"Reporting to the Empress Dowager, yes," he concealed his emotions and then bowed his head.

"No wonder... But now that the murderer has been caught, why hasn’t Nan Baihan come to the palace to report to me about this?"

The Empress Dowager spoke slowly, a hint of anger in her voice.

She was accusing Chu Baihan of lacking manners.

"Now that the murderer has been caught, it’s time to give an explanation to the Commandery Prince. Poor Zhangzhang, to have died at the hands of that witch," the Empress Dowager lamented, patting her chest.

"I ordered you to summon the Commandery Prince to interrogate the murderer. Why has he not come yet?" she asked sharply, narrowing her eyes at the eunuchs nearby.

At that moment, Nan Leshi quickly stepped forward.

She patted the Empress Dowager’s back and whispered softly, "Imperial Grandmother, the Commandery Prince has already arrived, and with him is Prince Xu. It’s just that, hearing there were visitors here, they didn’t feel it was proper to come in."

Hearing Nan Leshi’s words, the Empress Dowager’s expression darkened even more.

Her probing gaze turned to Yan Lian, "Ninth Prince of Yan Country, you have been drinking tea with me for an hour now, is there something else you wish to speak about?"

On hearing this, Yan Lian swallowed hard.

The old Empress Dowager’s oppressive air was too terrifying.

He took a deep breath, and then said with an even tone, "Empress Dowager, I have also been investigating the case these past few days with the Senior Princess. Regarding this murder case, I have some insights I would like to share with you."

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