My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 383: They Are Anxious

Chapter 383: Chapter 383: They Are Anxious

"Sister..."

Feng Shan’s eyes reddened as he softly called out to her.

"No matter what you do, sister, I will not complain."

Even if it costs me my own life.

Had she not taken him in six years ago, he would have frozen to death in that winter.

So, if today she wished to take that life back, he would have no complaints, no regrets.

As he uttered these words, there was no change in Chu Baihan’s expression.

Her eyes hardened, and she thrust the dagger straight into his body.

"Third Prince."

Seeing this, his trusted aides rushed forward to stop her.

Yan Lian furrowed his brows, wanting to say something, but eventually, he fell silent.

"No, don’t come over."

Despite the numbing pain, Feng Shan still stopped his men from coming closer.

"Sister, go on, I can endure it," he said to Chu Baihan, a obedient smile appearing on his face.

Chu Baihan’s gaze was icy cold.

"That first stab was to vent for Yan Lin."

"And this one, is for the people of Nanduan Kingdom."

With that, she plunged the dagger again, blood splattering, her brows and eyes stained red, yet she did not even blink.

"This stab is for the soldiers of Yan Country and those of Nanduan Kingdom."

"And this last stab, is for our past friendship. From now on, never show yourself before me again."

The final stab was the fiercest of them all.

At this moment, Chu Baihan’s dagger and fingers were all covered in blood.

Struggling to stand, she did not even glance at Feng Shan as she turned and walked away.

"Take your Third Prince away, anywhere is fine, just never appear before this princess again. Otherwise, I swear I’ll grind his bones to dust."

Hearing this, Feng Shan’s trusted aides hurried over to carry him away.

The blood had nearly mingled with the dirt, causing him to tremble in pain as they lifted him.

"Sister..."

Watching her resolute departing figure, Feng Shan called out with a trembling voice.

"Sister, I’m sorry."

As his voice fell, he closed his eyes.

Tears mixed with blood slid from the corners of his eyes.

It was right for his sister to hate him.

He was wrong, he had been wrong from the start.

He alone had caused harm to so many people, his sins truly heavy.

But he still could not die, he still had many things left undone.

There were still enemies in Beixiao Country.

Sister, actually, there must still be a final tenderness for me in your heart.

Otherwise, those four fierce stabs wouldn’t all have been non-lethal.

Feng Shan’s men moved quickly.

In just a moment, Feng Shan had been taken away, their remaining forces also retreated.

"Are you sad?"

Yan Lin rose and then touched Chu Baihan’s cheek with his fingers.

Only then did Chu Baihan realize that her face was already wet with tears.

"I just regret raising a wolf cub that brought harm to so many."

She shook her head, her voice choked with emotion.

"No, my Princess Consort didn’t do wrong. It’s just that the human heart is elusive, always unpredictable; how could you have foreseen everything?"

Yan Lin reached out and embraced her in his arms.

Chu Baihan took a deep breath, allowing her mood to calm down.

She still had much to do and really no time for sorrow.

It was then that Nan Xing ran up to report.

"Princess, Miss Zhu has awakened, she wishes to see you."

"Okay."

Chu Baihan quickly pushed Yan Lin away and then headed to the camp tent.

Looking at his empty arms, a certain prince’s face darkened.

Yan Lian watched from the side, rubbed his nose, and then smirked, "Well, Princess Xinyue just woke up, and she’s injured too. It’s normal for the Princess Consort to be concerned about her."

But Yan Lin sneered, "Yet, I’m injured too. And more seriously than her."

Yan Lian: "..."

I can’t really respond to that.

"Who was it just now who said he wasn’t petty and wouldn’t get jealous over a woman?"

Yan Lian muttered softly.

The next moment, Yan Lin’s icy gaze swept over.

"What did you say?"

A deathly stare immediately made Yan Lian behave.

He almost forgot that his eighth brother had excellent hearing; he definitely heard his muttering.

"Since Princess Xinyue is so seriously injured, I should also go and see her," Yan Lin murmured, and then naturally started walking toward the camp tent.

Yan Lian rolled his eyes.

If you’re anxious, just say so, big brother.

Stop pretending to be calm!

"Talking about your master, really, he even gets jealous when women get close to the Princess Consort."

Yan Lian crossed his arms and started to complain to Ziyi by his side.

Ziyi looked at him, then down at the ground, and finally couldn’t help but speak up.

"Prince, did you notice that Miss Jian is missing?" Ziyi said.

"Right, where’s Yunyun? Where is she? Could there still be enemy remnants not yet wiped out?"

Yan Lian’s heart sank, and he became visibly anxious.

He feared that Jian Yun had been taken by the remaining enemy forces.

"Cough, no, there are no remnants. Miss Jian just went to Miss Zhu’s camp tent. It’s said that Miss Jian and Miss Zhu usually get along well."

Ziyi replied seriously.

"You little rascal, how can you only tell me such important information now! Just wait, I’ll settle accounts with you when I get back."

Yan Lian was thoroughly riled up.

After hitting Ziyi a few times, he hurriedly ran towards the camp tent.

Ziyi, holding his battered head, muttered quietly, "And he says our master is in a hurry. Your Highness isn’t any better."

...

Inside the tent.

Chu Baihan was relieved to see that Zhu Xinyue had finally woken up and even looked fairly healthy.

"How do you feel now?"

She walked to the bedside and asked softly.

"I’m fine, thank you for your concern, Princess."

Zhu Xinyue’s spirits visibly lifted upon seeing Chu Baihan arrive.

"Princess, thank you for saving me," Zhu Xinyue expressed her gratitude to Chu Baihan.

"It wasn’t me who saved you. It was my husband’s flying dart along with the Prince and your elder brother distracting Xie Feifei’s attention. It was a group effort."

Chu Baihan patted Zhu Xinyue’s hand and explained patiently.

"Yes, the Prince’s dart was crucial, so I am very thankful to him. But since he is your husband, thanking him is the same as thanking you," Zhu Xinyue reasoned logically.

Chu Baihan and Jian Yun beside her were both amused by her logic.

"Alright, alright, thanking me works too. This is the ointment I prepared for you. Remember to apply it on time; otherwise, as a lady, you’ll have scars on your neck."

Chu Baihan took out a jar of ointment and said seriously.

"I don’t know if I’ll remember, I have a bad memory."

"I’ll remind you on time," Chu Baihan said helplessly.

Jian Yun also smiled and replied, "When I’m free, I’ll come and help you apply it."

Yan Lian and Yan Lin walked in just in time to hear their conversation.