My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 274: Finding Young Master An

Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Finding Young Master An

Peering through the crack of the door, Chu Baihan roughly pinpointed the positions of the guards and fired all the silver needles she held.

Soon, all of them lay on the ground.

Ziyi and others hiding in the shadows quickly moved forward, stripped the guards of their clothes, and dressed themselves in them.

In this way, it was their men who were guarding the place now.

Following this method, they had nearly cleansed everyone in the mansion.

"Master, I’ve found something terribly amiss," Ziyi said gravely.

"Where?"

"The An Family ancestral hall," Ziyi quickly replied.

"Let’s go there and take a look."

Their Qinggong skills were excellent, and since their men were essentially everywhere in the mansion, they reached the entrance of the ancestral hall unnoticed.

Standing at the entrance, Chu Baihan could feel a chilling presence emanating from inside.

"Let’s go inside," she said seriously after exhaling.

After speaking, she prepared to walk inside.

But at that moment, Prince Yan Lin stepped in front of her.

"Stay close to me," Yan Lin said gravely.

Soon, the door was pushed open.

Yan Lin walked in first.

It was very dark inside.

"Did they block all the doors and windows? Why is there not a single ray of light?" Yan Lian muttered to himself while groping.

Suddenly, he accidentally tripped.

He hurriedly tried to get up, but in the darkness, he touched something cold, which seemed to be a pair of rough, large hands.

Exasperatedly, he complained, "Ziyi, I’ve told you to take care of your health regularly, why are your hands so cold? You aren’t sick, are you?"

"Prince, what are you talking about? My hands aren’t cold," came Ziyi’s frustrated voice from not far away.

Yan Lian: "..."

"You aren’t Ziyi? Then, are you Ziwu? Zichuan?" he whispered, testing.

From two other corners, the voices of Ziwu and Zichuan called out, "Prince, we’re over here."

Yan Lian: "..."

"Then, who are you?"

The insistent Prince pinched the hand again and asked tentatively.

But what returned was only dead silence.

"Could it be, you’re my eighth brother? Only he could be so taciturn."

Yan Lian continued to mutter.

"Cough, Yan Lian, your eighth brother is right here with me, holding both my hands," came Chu Baihan’s helpless voice from ahead.

!!!

Yan Lian finally realized something was wrong.

At that moment, Ziyi finally found the firelighter and lit it.

As the flame ignited, Yan Lian faced a ghastly white face.

That face, bleeding from all seven orifices...

He looked down and saw that he was holding the person’s hand.

"Ah!"

Yan Lian screamed.

At the crucial moment, Ziwu rushed over and covered his mouth.

"Prince, don’t shout, don’t shout."

Yan Lian quickly threw away the cold hands and then clung onto Ziwu.

"Ziwu, a dead body, there’s a dead body!"

Even though his mouth was covered, it didn’t stop him from speaking.

At that moment, he was utterly panicked.

Ziwu looked helpless, only managing to free one hand to gently pat Yan Lian’s hand, patiently comforting him, "Prince, don’t panic, it’s just a corpse, you don’t need to be afraid..."

Listening to Ziwu’s reassuring voice, Yan Lian gradually calmed down.

But before he knew it, he heard Ziwu somberly add, "This room is full of corpses, the one before you is nothing to fear."

Yan Lian: "???"

He stiffly turned his head, only to see the corpses piled up like mountains behind him.

Everything went black before his eyes, and he almost fainted.

Chu Baihan and Yan Lin witnessed this scene, and their faces were also filled with horror.

Before their eyes, there were dozens of bodies stacked up.

These corpses had clearly been dumped here haphazardly, with several bodies entangled with each other.

Chu Baihan suppressed her nausea and moved forward.

"These bodies are all young men. No wonder there are no young servants in this residence apart from those few who capture people; they’re all here."

She frowned and murmured softly.

She began to examine the corpses.

After a long struggle, a thin sweat broke out on her forehead.

She turned back to look at Yan Lin and the others, then said coldly, "These bodies have been dead for a long time, but their bodies are coated with a wax that keeps them from decomposing."

"These madmen, killing so many people and preserving their bodies, what exactly does the An Family want to do?"

Yan Lian gritted his teeth and said.

"Search!" Yan Lin suppressed the chill in his eyes and shouted angrily.

"Yes, Prince."

Ziyi and others were arranging the bodies, while Chu Baihan was observing the surroundings.

Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to a plaque in front of her.

"There’s only one plaque. For such a large An Family ancestral hall, is there only one ancestor?" she said, feeling perplexed.

Yan Lin also quickly came over.

He saw it too, the plaque on the stage had only one name—An Chengzhi.

"This, this name sounds so familiar."

Zichuan patted his head, suddenly realizing something, and quickly said, "I remember now, this is the name of the An Family’s direct descendant. An Sheng and Dongfang Yuan have only one son, named An Chengzhi."

Upon hearing Zichuan’s words, Chu Baihan’s eyes flickered slightly.

So, the son of the An Family couple had always been a dead person.

They were forcing her and Nan Xing to marry a dead person.

That was even worse than a forced marriage to bless.

After all, marriages conducted to bless involve someone who is half-dead.

They were forcing them to marry a dead person; that was clearly a ghost marriage!

At this moment, the hostile aura emanating from a certain prince beside Chu Baihan seemed to stir up a storm.

The An Family, so very bold...

Chu Baihan noticed something odd about the position of the plaque, leading her to a conjecture.

She quickly reached out to take the plaque.

With a rumbling sound, a stone wall nearby suddenly opened up.

As expected, there was a secret chamber.

"Let’s go."

They quickly walked in.

The secret chamber was also large but very empty...

Empty to the point that as soon as they entered, they could only see a man sitting on a wooden chair.

His head was drooping down, and his posture looked very eerie.

Several women lay beside him.

Chu Baihan quickly approached.

"They are still breathing." After checking the pulses of these women, she excitedly said.

"Nan Xing, bring the Princess’s silver needles." Chu Baihan urgently spoke.

"Yes, Grand Princess."

Nan Xing quickly took out the silver needles.

Fortunately, they had brought many silver needles before they left, and now was the perfect time to use them.

After inserting the silver needles into the acupoints of the women, they soon began to wake up.

"We won’t marry, we don’t want to marry a dead person..."

As soon as they woke up, they began to shout in panic.

"Don’t be afraid, no one is forcing you now." Chu Baihan quickly soothed them.