My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 92: Little Tuanzi to be her follower

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Little Tuanzi to be her follower

Upon hearing Chu Junxi’s questioning, Yan Jingjing calmly patted her palms.

She said, "I’ve never seen anyone so bold as to dare break into Prince Yan Lin’s residence. Little thing, just what are you after? If my father were to take you away, he couldn’t satisfy my curiosity."

People had strange looks on their faces.

It turned out, she wasn’t reporting him, just merely due to her... curiosity.

"Hey, speak up, will you? What exactly are you here for?" Yan Jingjing continued to ask.

"I, I was just passing by and wanted to take a look," Chu Junxi awkwardly replied.

Yan Jingjing scoffed, "Although I am indeed a child of a few years, your lies are too fake. How could I possibly believe them?"

"You believe it or not," Chu Junxi retorted with a scowl and a cold voice.

But faced with his reaction, Yan Jingjing didn’t even get angry.

Her eyes widened as she leaned in, scrutinizing his eyes closely.

"Your eyes, why do they look a bit like my father’s?" she asked in a muffled voice.

"You resemble your father, your whole family resembles your father!"

Chu Junxi exploded upon hearing this, very unhappily retorting.

Yan Jingjing nodded calmly: "I’m my father’s daughter, of course, I would resemble my father."

This remark hit a sore spot deep within Chu Junxi’s heart.

He deflated like a punctured balloon, his little face falling, not willing to speak anymore.

Seeing him fall silent, Yan Jingjing’s brows furrowed, and her face turned unhappy.

It was with great difficulty that she had found a little brat willing to open up and bicker with her, and just when they were in the middle of their argument, he stopped paying her any attention. Of course, she felt unhappy about this.

So she promptly lifted her head and said coldly, "Now the entire Prince Yan Lin’s residence is guarded. Just one shout from me, and you won’t be able to escape. If you want to save your lives, agree to be my followers right now."

The little miss of the grand Prince Yan Lin’s residence, what kind of followers didn’t she have?

But she just felt that this little guy in front of her was rather pleasing to the eye and simply couldn’t dislike him. Having him follow her around should be fun.

But how could the little Princely Heir of Nanduan Kingdom’s Princess Residence possibly become someone’s little follower?

Chu Junxi’s face fell once again, and he snorted coldly, then said, "Then you might as well call everyone to deal with us.

Anyway, that Prince Yan Lin isn’t in the residence right now, and they might not lose."

"You..."

Yan Jingjing did not expect Chu Junxi to be so uncooperative.

"Also, you just told your father that there was nobody here. If you suddenly call for the guards now, isn’t that just admitting to everyone that you lied? Humph, your father won’t like a child who lies!"

This sentence, naturally, also hit Yan Jingjing’s sore spot, turning her face darker and darker.

Chu Junxi then gave Wuming a look, and they boldly scaled the wall and left.

"Miss, should we call someone now?" The maid cautiously inquired to Yan Jingjing.

Yan Jingjing stomped her foot in frustration.

"Do you want my father to know that I just lied?"

Her greatest fear... was that her father would not like her anymore.

After being rebuked, the maid quickly lowered her head.

Watching the direction in which Chu Junxi had left, Yan Jingjing clenched her teeth, then said, "We cannot let this matter rest. You remember what they look like, don’t you? Have someone draw them, and secretly send people to find them and capture them."

"Yes, Miss," the maid quickly responded.

Rubbing her wrists, Yan Jingjing held her head high, snorting proudly.

Nobody could get the better of her!

She must capture that kid and make him her follower!

...

Prince Yan Lian’s residence.

Yan Lian inexplicably took a beating and lay on the bed, constantly moaning.

It hurt him to death.

When Yan Lin strode in, he saw several doctors surrounding Yan Lian.

"What has happened?" he asked in a cold voice.

"Ei, Eighth Brother, you’re here, you must avenge me."

Struggling to sit up from the ground, Yan Lian held his swollen face, speaking with a tone full of grievance.

Chu Baihan stood behind the crowd, and couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of Yan Lian...

Wuji must have had some personal vendetta, for he had struck with such ruthlessness.

"After we parted, I returned to Lian’s Prince Residence, but halfway there, a group of black-clothed men with strong martial arts appeared and beat me into this state."

Because his mouth was injured, Yan Lian’s speech was somewhat unclear.

Following Yan Lin, Wei Jia tried not to laugh out loud when he saw this state.

Yan Lian shot him a resentful look.

Touching his nose, Wei Jia softly said, "Prince Lian, it might be best to keep this matter secret."

If outsiders knew that the mighty Prince Lian had been beaten up like this on his way home, the mockery would last a long time.

Yan Lian’s expression stiffened...

Indeed, if this news spread, his lifelong reputation would be ruined.

"Eighth Brother, you must take revenge for me," Yan Lian said through clenched teeth.

"Besides beating you, did they do anything else?" Yan Lin asked in a serious tone.

In his mind, he wondered who exactly was targeting them.

What was the hidden person’s objective?

"Did they do anything else," Yan Lian murmured as he frowned, shaking his head after a long pause, "It seemed they had no other plans."

"Perhaps the Ninth Prince has incurred too many debts of love, and now it’s time for payback," Chu Baihan said suddenly in a light tone from the back.

The others kept silent, clearly finding her reasoning sound.

Even Yan Lian could not help but nod in agreement.

Only Yan Lin, his sharp gaze flitting over her before returning to a calm demeanor.

"The rest of you, leave us," he commanded coldly. "I need to speak with Prince Lian privately."

"As you wish, Eighth Prince." Everyone quickly made their exit.

Chu Baihan frowned slightly but did not go against his wishes and also left.

When the door closed, Yan Lin’s deep gaze landed on Yan Lian.

"When you ran into trouble, who did you send to the Prince Residence to find me?"

"I didn’t want to trouble you, you have been worried about Eighth Sister-in-law’s affairs for so long. I thought to handle it myself before finding you..."

Sighing, Yan Lian continued, "But Dongxia reminded me that it was best to let you know as soon as possible, lest the thief escape. She also volunteered to go to the Prince’s Residence to inform you. Since she arrived at Lian’s Prince Residence, she has always been rather cold, but she was so proactive about this matter. Could it be that she has been won over by my charm?"

Touching his swollen chin, Yan Lian began to wonder if the other party had a crush on him.

Listening to his words, a sharp emotion flickered in Yan Lin’s dark eyes, and his presence subtly changed.

"Enough, say no more, just focus on healing," he said.

Just as Yan Lian was about to grumble about something else, Yan Lin interrupted him directly.

Awkwardly touching his nose, Yan Lian said, "Then, Eighth Brother, do you have any thoughts on the assailant?"

"This matter need not be investigated any further," Yan Lin declared coldly.

"Why!" Yan Lian instantly became anxious.

After taking such a beating, why did his Eighth Brother want this matter dropped?