My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 388 Confession

Chapter 388: Chapter 388 Confession

What?

Upon hearing Chu Baihan’s words, a look of hesitancy finally appeared on Yan Lin’s usually calm and composed face.

But after taking a deep breath, he regained his composure.

"It’s okay, no matter how good-looking he is, there should still be a gap between him and this prince," Yan Lin declared.

For the first time, a certain prince brought up his own appearance in a discussion.

He hadn’t been so concerned with looks in the past.

However, he had recently noticed that his little princess consort seemed to have a generous tolerance towards those who were attractive.

"That’s not necessarily true. Back in the day, my master was known as the most handsome man in Jiangnan," Chu Baihan humphed.

Yan Lin: "..."

"Then, he must not be as influential and powerful as this prince," the prince ground out through gritted teeth.

He never thought that one day, he would need to use his power to impress others.

Chu Baihan hadn’t noticed anything amiss and calmly said, "That’s not necessarily the case either. Prince, you are powerful in court, but my master is like a figure of faith in Jianghu. Many people look up to him. Moreover, his martial arts skills are exceptional, and there was a time when Martial Arts considered electing him as the Alliance Hierarch. Unfortunately, he wasn’t interested in the affairs of Jianghu and thus declined the position."

Yan Lin: "..."

"It seems that your master is quite outstanding."

Yan Lin spoke with a sour tone.

Such an outstanding person, even he as a man would admire him.

"Of course, my master is exceptionally outstanding, he..."

Chu Baihan was just about to explain to Yan Lin how excellent her master was.

But as she looked up, she caught a glimpse of the prince’s aggrieved expression.

Chu Baihan: "..."

Oh no, it seemed like someone’s jealousy had been spilled once again.

"Cough, my master is indeed outstanding, but he is my master after all, and I have no improper thoughts towards him," she said emphatically.

Upon hearing this, Yan Lin’s expression improved significantly.

Indeed, Mr. Du Shi was truly outstanding.

But since Hanhan had followed him for so many years without developing romantic feelings for him, that proved...

...that Hanhan had no such feelings for him.

As her husband, what was there for him to panic about?

"Cough, yes, it was this prince who was overthinking..."

Yan Lin spoke with an awkward tone.

"Exactly which prince said he wasn’t a petty person?"

Chu Baihan crossed her arms and looked at Yan Lin with a smile, asking him.

Yan Lin: "..."

"Cough, this prince is actually quite curious about something. When Wei Haibin caused trouble, it was more than ten years ago, right? At that time, he was your master’s arch-enemy. But you just said your master is only eight years older than you. By that count, wouldn’t it mean that over a decade ago, Mr. Du Shi, who matched wits with Wei Haibin and was famous throughout Jianghu, was actually only a few years old?"

Yan Lin deflected the conversation.

But as he spoke, his expression turned solemn.

Yes, unless Mr. Du Shi was really just a few years old at that time, this issue made no sense.

"Your guess is right. The year Wei Binhai died, my master was only nine years old," Chu Baihan nodded in response.

Yan Lin: "..."

"And how old was he when he started saving people?"

"About seven years old, I think," Chu Baihan shrugged.

"Hanhan, are you missing your master too much? I will order someone to find his whereabouts right away. Calm down, your health is the most important,"

Yan Lin’s body trembled, his voice tense, his expression solemn.

His large palm firmly grasped Chu Baihan’s small hand, a coolness spreading in the center of his palm.

Was he worried?

Worried about what?

Staring into Yan Lin’s dark eyes for a long time, a guess suddenly flashed through Chu Baihan’s mind, and she asked with a strange tone, "Yan Lin, don’t tell me you think I’ve developed hysteria?"

"It’s nothing. A doctor doesn’t heal himself, but if you can’t find a way to cure yourself, I will seek out the best doctors in the world to treat you. I and our two children will always be by your side,"

"No matter what, you are the only one who can be my princess consort. No matter what you become, you will always be the person I love the most,"

Yan Lin held her in his arms and made that promise with great determination.

Although his words were touching,

Chu Baihan couldn’t help but laugh.

"I know, you really think I’ve developed hysteria," she said, pushing against his chest with her hand, reproaching him.

"Hanhan..."

"You think that because I miss my master too much, I’ve developed hysteria, right?"

Yan Lin didn’t answer, but his soulless demeanor had already given Chu Baihan the answer.

Pressing her brow, Chu Baihan felt it was necessary to clarify some things.

Otherwise, this Prince might make even more outrageous statements.

"Come with me,"

Chu Baihan pulled Yan Lin by the hand, and together they mounted a horse and rode out of the city.

Post-war Tongzhou City was full of scars, but there would be someone to deal with it all, and everything was moving in a positive direction.

She took Yan Lin up the mountain.

The wind at the mountain top was slightly chilly, but indeed it was a good place to share a secret.

"Yan Lin, listen, what I’m about to tell you might shock your understanding, but please let me explain in detail..."

Pushing Yan Lin onto a large rock, Chu Baihan first cautioned him.

"Do you remember, back in Jiangnan, when I vowed that I could pray for rain? At that time, I took Nan Xing up the mountain and wouldn’t let you come near,"

"Hmm, I remember. And indeed, you succeeded. It’s just that at the time, the formation blinded everyone’s eyes, so they didn’t notice it was raining,"

Yan Lin answered seriously.

Remembering what had happened in Jiangnan, a sharp pain stabbed at Yan Lin’s chest.

That time, he had also failed to protect her, and she had suffered so much.

"Back then, hardly anyone believed I could pray for rain. It was you who trusted me without hesitation. But, Yan Lin... weren’t you curious about how I actually prayed for rain? Haven’t you ever doubted it?"

Chu Baihan furrowed her brows and asked Yan Lin with a complex tone.

"I was indeed very curious, but that does not affect my trust in you. Everyone has secrets, and if you don’t want to tell me, I won’t force you,"

Yan Lin, in return, grasped her wrist.

He pulled her into his arms, shielding her from most of the wind.

Smelling his scent, Chu Baihan felt incredibly secure.

Once, because they did not trust each other enough, they had caused many misunderstandings and had even been forced to separate for six years.

Fortunately, afterward... they had learned to trust each other.

"It’s the same tonight. If this matter troubles you, you need not explain, and I won’t force you,"

Yan Lin bowed his head, resting it against her neck, and then murmured in her ear with a hoarse voice.

This man was trying to give her all the respect she deserved.

"No, Yan Lin, I want to tell you. Indeed, my master had once warned me that some things should not be known by a third person. But he also said that if one day I truly find someone who is worth my lifetime of trust, then such a so-called secret should not be kept from him,"

Chu Baihan shook her head, patiently speaking.