My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 3122: The Imperial Aunt is Injured

Chapter 312: Chapter 3122: The Imperial Aunt is Injured

"Yes, Princess Consort," Ruolan finally snapped back to attention upon hearing Chu Baihan’s words.

Indeed, underestimating the enemy was a grave mistake at any time, and she had nearly erred.

"Alright, that’s enough, let’s all go with this princess to see the Empress Aunt," Chu Baihan continued.

...

Soon, Chu Baihan led Nan Xing and the rest to the front yard.

A woman in her forties was already seated in the hall.

Her demeanor was ethereal, like a green bamboo, noble and untouchable.

Such a woman had actually married the Emperor’s Uncle.

Chu Baihan’s brow furrowed slightly. Even without having met the Empress Aunt, she already felt indignant on the other’s behalf.

"Princess Consort,"

When Zhao Yaning saw her arriving, she attempted to rise to offer a greeting.

She was the Princess of Nanduan Kingdom and also a female general who wielded military power.

Her existence was of utmost importance to Nanduan Kingdom.

Zhao Yaning, knowing her own unloved status as a princess consort, did not see herself as significant in Chu Baihan’s eyes, so she tried to lower her own stature as much as possible.

Seeing her like this, Chu Baihan quickly reached out to help her up.

"Seventh Empress Aunt, what are you doing? As an elder, you shouldn’t be offering me greetings, would that not diminish me?"

Chu Baihan spoke helplessly.

She helped Zhao Yaning to a chair beside her.

Her fingers were gripping the other’s wrist.

Such a weak pulse...

And moreover, wasn’t the Empress Aunt’s body far too cold?

Chu Baihan’s hand was now much better, so it did not affect her ability to feel the pulse.

After touching the Empress Aunt, she discovered that the other’s physique was indeed very poor.

Glancing up at her pale complexion, she knew that the journey from Xuwang Residence to the Princess Residence must have exhausted all her strength.

"Nan Xing, go quickly and prepare some ginseng soup,"

Chu Baihan said to Nan Xing sternly.

"Yes, Princess Consort,"

Nan Xing didn’t dare delay and hurriedly went out.

"Princess Consort, you needn’t trouble yourself so much for me," Zhao Yaning frowned, trying to interject.

She wasn’t worthy of Chu Baihan’s concern.

"Seventh Empress Aunt, just call me Baihan. You are my elder, and now that you’ve come to my residence, mustn’t I offer you even a bowl of soup?"

Chu Baihan asked helplessly in return.

She was always clear about personal boundaries; the Emperor’s Uncle was the Emperor’s Uncle, the Empress Aunt was the Empress Aunt.

If the Empress Aunt hadn’t been involved in the Emperor Uncle’s affairs, she naturally wouldn’t mistreat her.

Hearing Chu Baihan’s words, Zhao Yaning paused for a moment and, after a long while, she replied softly, "Alright, then I thank you."

Observing Zhao Yaning’s state, Chu Baihan remembered...

Seventh Empress Aunt must have hailed from the Zhao Family.

In the past, the Zhao Family was also a distinguished noble house within Nanduan Kingdom.

Most of the Zhao Family’s members were officials, full of unbending pride, fearlessly confronting the Emperor and powerful courtiers in court.

However, the Zhao Family had few direct descendants, and as no one succeeded in carrying on the family business, they gradually declined.

Thus, Seventh Empress Aunt had no family support over these years.

"Seventh Empress Aunt, what brings you here today?" Chu Baihan asked softly.

At this point, Zhao Yaning hesitated for a moment, then spoke in an uncertain tone, "The Prince didn’t return all of last night. Late into the night, when a palace maid reported it, I found out that an incident had occurred with the Prince. How could he be so negligent..."

"Is the Seventh Princess Consort here to intercede?" Chu Baihan directly interrupted her.

"I know what your Imperial Uncle has done is foolish, but after all, he is your Imperial Uncle, Baihan... Is there really no room for turning back?"

Zhao Yaning asked with a tense tone.

Upon hearing her words, Chu Baihan’s brows fiercely knitted together.

Initially, when she saw Zhao Yaning, she felt that the latter carried an air of arrogance, unlikely to plead on behalf of the Imperial Uncle.

After all, the Imperial Uncle had not treated her well as his Princess Consort.

But now...

Chu Baihan’s voice turned even colder, and she did not try to sound amiable, "Seventh Princess Consort, if you have come to discuss something else, I would certainly welcome it. But if you are here to plead for the Imperial Uncle, I am afraid I cannot help you. This matter is already being handled by my father, the Emperor, and my Imperial Brother, and it is not appropriate for me to intervene. Besides, is the Imperial Uncle’s abhorrent conduct something that can be forgiven with just a few words?"

Seeing Chu Baihan’s resolute attitude, Zhao Yaning opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn’t say anything.

"It was presumptuous of me. I will take my leave now."

Zhao Yaning hid the despondency in her eyes and spoke in a softened voice, then rose to leave.

Just then, Chen Yuexin came in with a bowl of ginseng soup.

"Princess, the ginseng soup is ready," she hastily said.

The so-called ginseng soup was merely water infused with ginseng slices.

But this ginseng water was still somewhat beneficial for those with frail health.

"Why is it you? Where is Nan Xing?"

Chu Baihan looked at Chen Yuexin with a strange expression in her eyes.

She had sent Chen Yuexin to help in the medicine garden, so why was she here now?

Hearing this, Chen Yuexin quickly lowered her head, "This servant was originally decocting medicine in the kitchen, but Sister Nan Xing suddenly felt discomfort in her stomach, so she asked this servant to deliver the ginseng soup instead."

I see.

Chu Baihan nodded, without giving it much further thought.

She stood up, took the ginseng soup from Chen Yuexin’s hands, and then walked over to Zhao Yaning.

"Baihan, you..."

"Seventh Princess Consort, please drink this bowl of ginseng soup before you go," Chu Baihan said calmly.

The sharpness in her eyes had faded, leaving behind a trace of warmth.

Zhao Yaning did not hold any grudge against Chu Baihan because of the previous matter, nodded, took the ginseng soup, and drank it all at once.

"Thank you."

After placing the bowl on the table next to her, Zhao Yaning turned and left.

Her steps were heavier than when she had arrived, but her spine remained straight throughout.

At first, Chu Baihan watched her receding figure, then her gaze fell upon Yaning’s ankle.

Once Zhao Yaning’s figure was out of sight, Chu Baihan immediately said to Wuming hidden in the shadows, "Wuming, follow her."

"Yes, Princess."

"Princess, if it’s not presumptuous to ask, is there something wrong with the Prince Consort?" Ruolan asked with a grave tone.

"The Seventh Princess Consort seems to have a wound on her foot. When I examined her pulse earlier, it appeared that her frailty is deliberate, and there were also scars on her wrist, looking as if they were caused by being bound with ropes over a long period," Chu Baihan said seriously.

Could it be so?

Ruolan’s face took on a harsh turn, and she murmured softly, "With such a noble status as the Prince Consort, how could she have sustained such severe injuries?"

"That’s precisely why we need to investigate thoroughly..." Chu Baihan’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

"How is Nan Xing doing?" Looking up once again, she inquired about Nan Xing’s condition from Chen Yuexin.

"It seems quite serious. I don’t know if she caught a chill during the night, which is why she’s like this," Chen Yuexin hurriedly responded.

"I will go see her," Chu Baihan said, preparing to leave.

She had long regarded Nan Xing as family, and now, hearing that she was unwell, naturally, she couldn’t sit still.