My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 341 - 340: Xinyue’s Past

Chapter 341: Chapter 340: Xinyue’s Past

"The young woman shall board the carriage first."

Xie Feifei clenched her teeth, then whispered.

Chu Baihan swiftly mounted the horse.

However, from the corner of her eye, she saw Zhu Xinyue hiding behind a pillar, her eyes sadly watching her elder brother leave with Xie Feifei.

Even from such a distance, her loneliness was palpable to anyone observing.

"Xinyue, what are you still doing here? Aren’t you going to the military camp?"

Chu Baihan raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I, I want to go..."

Zhu Xinyue lowered her gaze, her voice laden with complexity.

"Then why aren’t you coming over?"

"But my leg is injured," Zhu Xinyue said, frowning.

She had been so preoccupied with thinking about Xie Feifei that she hadn’t watched her step and had accidentally fallen.

Chu Baihan’s gaze shifted downward, and indeed, she noticed that her walking posture was awkward.

"If you are injured, you should stay at home,"

Upon hearing of her injury, Zhu Liqun immediately felt a great deal of pity.

Seeing him like this, a faint glow returned to Zhu Xinyue’s dim eyes.

Her father still loved her deeply, didn’t he?

"But Dad, I still want to help my brother," she said firmly.

"What help could you possibly be? Being like Feifei is helping your brother; you going like this will undoubtedly be a burden to him."

Zhu Liqun, out of concern, spoke harshly without thinking.

But once the words were out, he wished he could slap himself.

How could he call his own daughter a burden?

"Yueyue, listen to Dad’s explanation; Dad didn’t mean it that way. Dad is just worried about you..."

Zhu Liqun was very anxious, trying to explain to Zhu Xinyue.

Zhu Xinyue hung her head low, her eyes unclear.

But anyone could feel that she was enveloped by sadness at that moment.

How could anyone say their own daughter was a burden?

"Princess, I still want to go to the military camp. Could you help me?"

Suddenly, Zhu Xinyue raised her head, her eyes defiantly meeting Chu Baihan’s.

Watching Zhu Xinyue, Chu Baihan was reminded of her own "confrontations" with the Emperor these past days.

To some extent, Zhu Xinyue’s situation mirrored hers.

Her heart softened, and Chu Baihan said softly, "Come here, give me your hand."

Although Zhu Xinyue did not fully grasp Chu Baihan’s intention, she obediently approached and reached out her hand.

It was at this moment that Chu Baihan quickly grasped her fingers and lifted her up.

"Hold tight."

While holding Zhu Xinyue by the waist, Chu Baihan rode off.

Everyone at the doorstep watched the scene, stunned.

Shi Jing hurried out of the house, and the first thing he saw was this scene.

He began coughing in anger.

The Princess’s tenderness, all bestowed upon one woman.

And to a woman she had only recently met, no less.

Yet, he couldn’t help but maliciously speculate that if Yan Lin knew that the Princess had been kind to another woman during his absence, he would probably be seething with jealousy.

Thinking that Yan Lin would also be furiously upset, Shi Jing felt the gloom in his heart lift somewhat.

He also called for his horse to be brought up, and then he chased after them.

No one noticed that a person was standing in the corner, half enveloped by darkness.

"Sister, your heart truly knows no bounds, Yan Lin, Shi Jing are not enough, you even treat another woman kindly. Must I imprison you before you will settle down?"

Feng Shan stared at the departing figure, his voice chillingly cold.

...

As the military camp drew nearer.

Zhu Xinyue’s feelings grew increasingly complicated, she couldn’t help but ask, "Princess, why would you help me?"

Although the wind was strong, Baihan still heard her clearly.

Baihan pressed her lips together, not speaking immediately.

In her view, Zhu Xinyue truly was a girl who grew up cherished, she was bright and radiant.

Yet beneath that radiance, she was very sensitive and cautious in her actions.

Just as if she worried something would be taken away from her.

This was a girl with a story.

As for why she would help her.

Perhaps it was seeing her father using the guise of loving her, while also doing things that showed he did not trust her.

Zhu Liqun’s treatment of Zhu Xinyue was really just like their own father’s treatment of her.

Thinking this, irony flashed through Baihan’s eyes.

"Naturally, it’s because this Princess thinks you are pretty, and this Princess has a tender heart toward beauty," she said with a light laugh, then declared loudly.

Zhu Xinyue’s face instantly flushed red.

But she also knew that Baihan was teasing her, just to ease her vexation.

If one were to speak of beauty, in this world, who could surpass the Princess?

Her features, after all, were as exquisite as if painted by immortals.

And her grace, talent, martial arts, and strategies were things the women of the world could only dream of possessing.

"Princess, do you want to know why I didn’t want to eat that Dongpo pork?"

Perhaps because she had been bottling up feelings for too long, Zhu Xinyue suddenly asked Baihan this.

"I don’t know, but this Princess would like to hear it," Baihan said, having discerned the pain hidden within Zhu Xinyue.

Zhu Xinyue’s eyes flashed with a mix of emotions.

The Princess truly had a perceptive heart.

Knowing she wanted a vent, she was willing to listen to her "nonsense."

"Actually, before my father became the Magistrate, our Zhu family was very poor. We could only afford meat during festivals, and it was only because my mother begged the butcher to sell it to her at a low price. Back then, my favorite dish was the Dongpo pork my mother made..."

Remembering the past made Zhu Xinyue tremble, her voice choked, and her eyes reddened.

Noticing her emotional change, Baihan did not speak to stop her, letting her continue, but she slightly tightened her grip around her waist, to keep her from falling.

"I remember I was eight years old then, seeing other children eat meat every day, they even ridiculed me. I couldn’t take it and cried to my mother wanting meat. Feeling pity, she pawned her last hairpin to buy meat to make Dongpo pork. But I waited at home for a long time, and she did not return..."

At that moment, Baihan realized her own cheeks were damp.

It turned out, Zhu Xinyue’s tears had flown onto her face.

"Later, the next-door neighbor came to our house and said my mother had an accident. It turned out, she was targeted by hoodlums at the pawnshop; they wanted to rob her of her money. But thinking of me, my mother refused to hand over the money and she was... murdered. Before she died, she was violated by those beasts."

By the end, Zhu Xinyue was almost unable to make a sound.

Baihan’s heart sank sharply.

Zhu Xinyue’s mother had died in such a dreadful way.

She too felt somewhat out of breath.

"What happened to those beasts afterward?" she asked, barely holding back her anger.