My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 359 Suspicion

Chapter 359: Chapter 359 Suspicion

But they had searched for most of the night, and there was still no trace of the Shenxiao Guards.

"Princess Consort, could it be that the Shenxiao Guards have already withdrawn back to the enemy camp?"

The Hidden Guard voiced his guess.

"We cannot exclude this possibility, but it’s also quite possible that they have already infiltrated the city, which is even more frightening." Chu Baihan shook his head, his expression extremely solemn.

She hadn’t slept all night, and the fatigue between her brows was clearly visible.

On her body were the mottled bloodstains left from the struggle the night before.

"Princess Consort, why don’t you rest, and I’ll help look."

Zhu Xinyue had come to their side at some unknown time.

She also knew about the events of last night, so she spoke to Chu Baihan with a worried tone.

"Leave the matter to the Hidden Guard to investigate. The military camp and the city are both not very safe at this time, and you must have guards following you at all times."

Chu Baihan turned to look at Zhu Xinyue and seriously admonished her.

Last night, judging by Zhu Yinian’s reaction, he must have seen an Illusion Realm related to Zhu Xinyue.

Zhu Xinyue must hold a very important place in his heart...

In warfare, having a soft spot can be very dangerous.

Thus, Zhu Xinyue must not become a target for the enemy forces.

"Princess Consort, I heard that your maid was injured. I have specially simmered some porridge; those who are wounded must eat something so their bodies can recover faster."

Zhu Xinyue carried a food box and continued speaking to Chu Baihan.

Hearing this, Chu Baihan then remembered Chen Yuexin.

"Good, come with me."

Chu Baihan led Chen Yuexin to her own tent.

Parting the curtains to enter, they surprisingly found Xie Feifei taking Feng Shan’s pulse.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Xie Feifei, Zhu Xinyue’s hair stood on end, and her tone was very wary.

Upon hearing the commotion, Xie Feifei quickly turned to bow, "This commoner pays her respects to the Princess Consort."

"No need for formalities. How is Yueyue doing?"

Chu Baihan quickly walked over.

Feng Shan lay on the bed and, hearing the noise, struggled to sit up, then, bracing his pale face, he said to Chu Baihan in a weak voice, "This servant is much better; Princess Consort, you need not worry."

"I’ve taken Miss Yuexin’s pulse; the poison inside her body has been cleansed, quiet rest is all that’s necessary now,"

Xie Feifei reported with her head lowered.

"Good," Chu Baihan nodded.

"Princess Consort, this porridge..."

Zhu Xinyue drew her attention to the food box at this moment.

"Bring the porridge over," Chu Baihan said indifferently.

Zhu Xinyue hurriedly took out a bowl of still-warm porridge from the food box.

"Princess Consort, Sister Yuexin injured her hand and it’s inconvenient for her to eat. Let me feed her the porridge."

Zhu Xinyue walked to the bed with the porridge.

Chu Baihan had other matters to deal with, so she agreed.

"All right, go ahead."

She quickly recognized her place.

Zhu Xinyue sat down at the side, speaking to Feng Shan as if comforting a little sister, "I heard about you getting injured last night while protecting the Princess Consort; you’re really brave. This is porridge I simmered myself; my elder brother really likes it, you should try some too. If there’s anything else you want to eat, you can tell me..."

She prattled on like a little sparrow, voicing her own heart.

A deep, cold light flickered in Feng Shan’s eyes.

This person talks too much.

If it weren’t for the fear of revealing his identity, he would want to wring her neck right now.

"I’m hungry."

He lowered his gaze, concealing his ferocity, and then spoke abruptly.

"Oh, I’m sorry, I’ll feed you now," Xie Feifei said awkwardly.

Chu Baihan didn’t leave; she walked around her tent.

Her cool gaze swept over the arrangement inside the tent and then rested on the table.

There were several Battle Formation Maps laid out on it.

All the items here, apart from the bed, showed no signs of having been disturbed.

In fact, none of the important items she owned were left here. The maps were nothing but a deception.

She turned around to glance at Zhu Xinyue, her eyes swirling with inscrutable emotions.

"Princess, I’m done,"

Feng Shan was very "obedient," eating whatever Zhu Xinyue fed him with an open mouth.

Thus, a bowl of porridge was quickly finished.

"Do you have any unmarried excellent men in your army?" It was at this time that Chu Baihan asked Zhu Xinyue with a smile.

"Of course, there are some. My father even thought about choosing a husband for me from among them, so he specifically investigated..."

Zhu Xinyue got excited when she heard this, her tone livened up significantly.

But her small face fell soon after: "However, all these efforts of father’s were destined to be in vain. I don’t like those men, my heart only has..."

She halted abruptly before reaching the end, seemingly unable to voice the name of the person in her heart.

Composing herself, she then looked up curiously at Chu Baihan: "Princess, why suddenly bring this up?"

The Princess Consort wouldn’t be selecting a Prince Consort, would she?

No, that’s not right; she had heard that the Princess Consort was still Yan Country’s Princess Consort-elect.

That person the other day must have been the Prince Consort-elect.

Although their encounter was brief, she still remembered his celestial-like appearance.

How could the Princess Consort possibly abandon such a refined and lofty person like the Prince Consort-elect to choose someone else?

"Yueyue has been of great assistance to me and the Princess Residence these days, and since she was never of servant status, I am considering recognizing her as a sister and finding a good husband for her from the army to facilitate their blessed union,"

Chu Baihan said slowly.

As she spoke these words, her gaze rested on Feng Shan, tinged with a hint of inquisition.

"I see!"

Zhu Xinyue clapped her hands, unable to contain her excitement.

"That would be wonderful. I’ll have someone write to my father right away to bring over that list. Since it’s Sister Yuexin choosing a husband, we must spare no effort."

"Yueyue, are you willing?" Chu Baihan’s probing eyes continued to watch Feng Shan.

Feng Shan quickly looked up, his eyes bright and gleaming, appearing both nervous and bashful.

"Princess, are you truly willing to choose a husband for me?"

He asked cautiously.

"Of course," Chu Baihan replied promptly.

Her gaze didn’t miss any of his expressions.

"Thank you, Princess," Feng Shan said obediently, looking very much forward to the matter.

Seeing his reaction, Chu Baihan frowned instead.

Could it be that she had guessed wrong?

A bizarre thought had indeed crossed her mind just now.

Could it be...

Actually, Chen Yuexin was a man.

That’s why his frame was so large, and why he was so evasive when his pulse was taken.

But now, he seemed genuinely pleased about the prospect of finding a husband.

"I must be confused, coming up with such absurd conjectures,"

Chu Baihan shook her head quickly, casting out the strange thought from her mind.

"The war is of utmost importance now; we are still in the midst of battle. Once things have settled, I will definitely choose a good husband for you," Chu Baihan assured Feng Shan with a serious tone.