My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 308: Clarify the Explanation

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Clarify the Explanation

"Yan Lin, we’ve had many misunderstandings in the past... So, I hope that if there’s anything, we can talk openly and avoid any further misunderstandings," Chu Baihan said as she slowly walked toward him.

Her gaze was firm as she looked at him. Tonight, she had to get an answer.

When she was at the Hunting Ground, she had sensed that something was off with his emotions.

Hearing her words, Yan Lin’s eyes darkened.

He pursed his lips...

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk.

Rather...

He didn’t know if revealing Nan Li’s origins would hurt her.

Just as he was still silent, Chu Baihan suddenly exclaimed, "My hand hurts so much."

"What’s wrong?"

Yan Lin’s heart immediately skipped a beat.

He quickly cradled her hands and asked anxiously, "Did you hurt your wound? I will find Tang Zishen right away."

As he said this, he turned to leave to find someone.

But Chu Baihan blocked his way, coldly huffed, and said, "The pain in my hand is caused by my mood. If my Prince is unhappy, naturally my mood will be bad, and my hand will hurt, too."

Listening to her, a helpless smile flickered in Yan Lin’s eyes.

It turned out that his Princess Consort still liked to "throw little tantrums" like a child.

"Alright, I will tell you everything."

Yan Lin exhaled and then helped her sit down in a chair beside him.

He poured her a cup of tea before sitting down next to her and began to recount in detail...

He recounted every single detail of what he had ordered to be investigated.

But after Chu Baihan listened, she furrowed her brows and looked at him with a strange expression.

Meeting her gaze, Yan Lin felt his heart sink.

"Hanhan, aren’t you shocked?" he asked with a peculiar tone.

"Did you brood all night just over this?" Chu Baihan curiously asked, her voice laced with a hint of amusement.

Yan Lin coughed lightly, turned his face away unnaturally, and blushed a little around the ears from embarrassment.

Chu Baihan patiently said, "Actually, I’ve known about my imperial brother’s origins for a long time."

"You’ve known for a long time?"

"Yes. Before she passed away, mother told me about it. Father and my imperial brother have always thought that I was unaware of these matters," Chu Baihan said, shaking her head helplessly.

In the end, she added, "Actually, no matter whether my imperial brother is my real sibling or not, his place in my heart has never changed."

Her imperial brother was really good to her, providing her with the warmth of family.

"Do you think Father intended to betroth me to my imperial brother?" Chu Baihan arched an eyebrow and asked Yan Lin in a melancholic tone.

Yan Lin pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

That look was somewhat guilty no matter how one perceived it.

If those subordinates at the Prince Residence were to see this, they would surely be incredibly surprised.

Their Prince, who never blinked an eye on the battlefield, had a side that felt guilty.

"What do you take my imperial brother for?" Chu Baihan snorted coldly.

"I’m sorry, I..."

"Actually, Father and Mother really had this intention," Chu Baihan added softly.

Yan Lin: "..."

"Then you..." His expression grew a bit tense.

"Ah, an upstanding and pure man like my imperial brother, both gentle and talented—women should like someone like him," Chu Baihan remarked, glancing at Yan Lin before she proudly raised her small face and vented her feelings.

"Actually, I am also quite gentle,"

the certain Prince Consort finally managed to say after holding it back for a while.

Upon hearing this, Chu Baihan chuckled, her eyes curving like crescent moons, exceedingly beautiful.

Who would have thought that a Prince would one day proclaim himself to be gentle.

They should all see this side of him.

"Alright, I was just teasing you. No matter how outstanding my imperial brother is, he is still my imperial brother, and our relationship is pure and innocent,"

Chu Baihan said with earnest gravity.

"I was the one with the petty mind," Yan Lin solemnly said.

"Now, have your concerns been resolved?" Chu Baihan blinked her beautiful eyes as she leaned in closer to Yan Lin and asked seriously.

Yan Lin lifted his eyes to meet hers and could see his own reflection in her clear eyes.

His breath caught, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.

After a long while, he rasped, "Yes, they have been resolved."

"Resolved? Then let’s go out and celebrate the festival. You must have never experienced the Mid-Autumn Festival in Nanduan Kingdom," Chu Baihan smiled and said.

She stood up quickly and strode toward the outside.

Yan Lin’s gaze deepened, and he followed suit.

...

The servants had already arranged everything in the courtyard.

The two little ones, having had their fill of sleep during the day, were now fully awake.

Hand in hand, they came out of the house.

Yan Jingjing spotted Nan Li standing under a tree.

Dressed in brocade robes, his eyes warm and gentle, her own eyes lit up at the sight.

Immediately, she let go of Chu Junxi’s hand and hurried toward Nan Li.

"Handsome brother, who are you? Are you engaged?"

Chu Baihan couldn’t help bursting into laughter upon emerging and seeing the scene.

"Jingjing, this is your uncle, you mustn’t be rude,"

she walked over quickly, then spoke to Yan Jingjing patiently.

Uncle?

Yan Jingjing’s face instantly flushed red.

Embarrassedly, she said, "So you’re my uncle. You are so handsome, I thought you were a new Prince Consort that mother had brought in."

Upon hearing this, Nan Li laughed.

He started to cough even as he laughed, but it couldn’t suppress his delight.

It had been so long since he had laughed so heartily...

Jingjing’s temperament... really takes after Xiaobai.

Yan Lin, closely following Chu Baihan, of course heard Yan Jingjing’s frank and innocent comments too.

But his heart was at peace now.

Indeed, just as Baihan had said, he should trust Nan Li’s character.

Apart from that incident involving the amnesia medicine, Nan Li was indeed an upright gentleman.

"So, do you think that I am not handsome?"

Yan Lin asked as he came up to Yan Jingjing.

Ah?

Father’s here too?

Yan Jingjing turned her head and saw her father, her little face fell.

It was over, the deed of trying to find a new Prince Consort for her mother had been discovered by her father.

Seeing how worried she looked, Yan Lin raised an eyebrow and then said with feigned severity, "Scared now? What about when you hid so many portraits before, intending to find another man for your mother behind my back, then you weren’t scared?"

"Father..." Yan Jingjing started, a picture of aggrieved innocence.

The next instant, Yan Lin picked her up and ruffled her hair, "Even if you tried to find men for your mother, it wouldn’t matter. With your mother’s unparalleled beauty, she wouldn’t spare them a glance. And your father isn’t afraid of those men anyway."

Yan Jingjing: "..."

Chu Junxi: "..."

Chu Baihan: "..."

Nan Li: "..."

Although there was some logic to his words, they all felt that a certain Prince (Father) was really too shameless in praising himself.