My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 243 Confession

Chapter 243: Chapter 243 Confession

"The Princess Consort was always well with the master, wasn’t she? Why would she suddenly want to distance herself from the master?"

Ziwu’s face showed worry as he lowered his voice to ask Ziyi.

Ziyi also looked helpless.

He didn’t know either.

Could it be that something had happened last night between the master and the Princess Consort in their room?

As the two of them were filled with immense anxiety, Yan Lin suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "She suspects my identity, hence I feigned sleep last night to allow her to remove the Human Skin Mask."

After Yan Lin spoke those words, Ziyi and Ziwu’s hearts sank heavily.

Because they had guessed what would happen next.

After all, the master had personally instructed them to find the Human Skin Mask yesterday.

"So master, does the Princess Consort now think that you are the real Tang Ze?" Ziyi asked in a muffled voice.

Those of us who serve beneath could all feel that the Princess Consort’s attitude towards the master had changed recently because she sensed something.

But the master’s action was clearly intended to disappoint the Princess Consort.

What on earth did the master want to do?

At this moment, Tang Yu’s voice came from outside the door.

"Pavilion Master, there’s trouble. The elder Princess has already left the capital city, and this time she’s taken the Empress Dowager and Prince Xu’s people with her. The elder Princess could be in danger!"

Clearly, he had just learned of this as well, so he came to report in a hurry.

The Princess Consort is really ruthless. Of all the people related to the master, she only took Tang Zishen and the Ninth Prince away.

Ziyi and Ziwu sighed.

"Come in," Yan Lin said coldly.

Soon, Tang Yu entered.

Upon entering and seeing Ziyi and Ziwu there, he felt puzzled.

Weren’t these two brought by Tang Zishen? How could they be in the Pavilion Master’s room?

"Pavilion Master, the elder Princess, she..."

Tang Yu wanted to report again.

But Yan Lin interrupted him with a cold voice, "The Pavilion Master already knows."

"Then, Pavilion Master, shall we hurry to pursue her? Otherwise, the elder Princess might be in danger," Tang Yu continued to say anxiously.

"It’s no use pursuing her; she’s determined to stay away from us," Yan Lin said slowly, his tone carrying a hint of self-mockery.

What is this all about?

Tang Yu grew even more anxious.

At that moment, Yan Lin turned around slowly.

Then, in front of Tang Yu, he first removed the mask and then the Human Skin Mask.

When Tang Yu saw Yan Lin’s face, his own face changed completely.

He quickly drew his sword and pointed it at Yan Lin, scolding angrily, "No wonder Prince Lian has been saying his Eighth Brother has gone missing. So you were hiding here. Tell me, what are your intentions for impersonating our Pavilion Master, and where have you hidden him?"

"Tang Yu, watch your tone. He is not only our master but also your master!"

Ziyi stood in front of the sword, scolding angrily.

"Hmph, my master is the Tang Sect Master. Don’t try to fool me!" Tang Yu shouted angrily.

He stared intently at Yan Lin and then scolded, "What exactly have you done to our Pavilion Master?"

In the face of Tang Yu’s aggressive approach, Yan Lin spoke slowly, "You are not of Tang Sect’s main lineage. Your mother was a concubine daughter from a collateral branch of the Tang Sect, who fell in love with your lowly-born father. The members of the Tang Family felt your mother brought them shame, and thus killed your parents and cast out ten-year-old you from the family home..."

"You’ve been investigating me? To impersonate our Pavilion Master, you’ve even looked into my affairs so thoroughly!" Tang Yu grew even angrier.

He was prepared to attack Yan Lin, but at that moment, Yan Lin looked at him with a complex gaze—

"Your left foot, one of the toes was broken. That happened when you were eleven years old, the Tang Family still couldn’t tolerate your existence, so they sent people to assassinate you. To evade the hitmen, you hid in a forest, and that’s when a wild dog bit off your toe while you were fighting it for food."

"How, how did you know about this?"

At that moment, Tang Yu’s murderous intent faded.

He looked at Yan Lin with panicked eyes.

It was the deepest secret in his heart, one he was reluctant to touch because it represented his shameful past.

In that forest, he came close to dying.

But this secret, he had only told one person.

That was the... Pavilion Master who later saved his life.

"Are you really our Pavilion Master?" he asked with a trembling voice.

"When I saved you, you were twelve years old, on Lishen Mountain," Yan Lin continued speaking.

"Pavilion, Pavilion Master."

Tang Yu’s eyes immediately reddened, and he knelt before Yan Lin at once.

These matters, only he and the Pavilion Master knew!

He must be the Pavilion Master!

"Pavilion Master, what exactly is going on?" he asked, puzzled.

"I am your master, but I... am not the eldest young master of the Tang Family," Yan Lin said coldly.

Tang Yu nodded.

Naturally, the eldest young master of the Tang Family couldn’t possibly become a Prince of Yan Country.

Although he was later expelled from the Tang Family, he still understood its history quite well.

The Tang Family, known as the premier Aristocratic Family under heaven.

The eldest young master was indeed a legitimate son but was not favored.

He was frail, lacked martial arts talent, and was not exceptionally talented, which is why those elders, and even his own parents, despised him.

However, in his teenage years, the eldest young master disappeared.

Half a year later, he returned, completely transformed as if he were a new person.

He founded the Tang Sect that everyone in the world feared.

He brought the Tang Family into the eyes of the world.

He became quite strange; no one within the family could fathom his personality.

Initially, there were rumors that he was not the true eldest young master, asking why else would he always wear a mask.

But he dealt with those who gossiped behind his back, displaying an extremely ruthless approach.

Over time, those rumors all but disappeared.

"Could it be that the eldest young master died during that half-year he was missing?" Tang Yu asked strangely.

"Hmm, he had long become disheartened with the Tang Family and thus sought death wholeheartedly. I was the last person he encountered before his death. He told me of his past decade and more, and in the end, he gave me the things that proved his identity..."

Yan Lin spoke slowly.

He still remembered the words Tang Ze said to him before dying.

"I can feel that both of us are abandoned by people, in this world, we have no place to belong. I don’t know if handing these tokens to you will benefit or harm you. But selfishly, I still hope they can help you. If you get the chance, live well for me..."

"The eldest young master, he’s truly dead," Tang Yu said distractedly, a sense of unreality washing over him as he murmured.

"My true identity is Prince Lin of Yan Country, if you cannot accept this truth, you are free to leave now."

Yan Lin turned away, his voice cold.

"No, Pavilion Master, it doesn’t matter to me whether you’re the eldest young master of the Tang Family or not. You are my true master, and I will never leave," Tang Yu hurriedly explained while kowtowing.