My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 93: My Princess Consort, Where Are You?

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: My Princess Consort, Where Are You?

"Because if the murderer is really found, I might not stand by your side," Yan Lin said in a complex tone, then turned and left.

What... what does that mean?

Yan Lian sat on the bed, her face full of confusion, unable to make sense of it.

Chu Baihan had been guarding the door all along, still pondering over Xixi’s situation, wondering if he had escaped safely.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp gaze fall upon her.

Stiffening, she looked up, only to find... Yan Lin had already pushed the door open and come out.

"Prince Eight," Chu Baihan reluctantly paid her respects.

Seeing her gesture, Yan Lin’s eyes fiercely changed...

For it reminded him of six years ago, when Chu Baihan always greeted him in this manner.

Despite clearly defying him, she still had to pay her respects because of convention.

Chu Baihan bowed her head, and after a long while without Yan Lin speaking, she felt uneasy, not knowing if he had discovered something.

Just then, a shadow fell over her.

It turned out Yan Lin had come close to her.

"Did your Princess ever leave Nanduan Kingdom?"

While Chu Baihan’s heart tightened with nervousness, he asked such a question unexpectedly.

So he wanted to know about the "Senior Princess" through her words, Chu Baihan sighed in slight relief, planning to brush off the question with her earlier excuses.

But before she could speak, Yan Lin coldly interrupted, "If you make me ask your Senior Princess again, I will go to the Princess Residence right now and take your Princess out. I mean what I say!"

Chu Baihan: "..."

Had he gone mad today?

"Replying to Prince Eight, our Senior Princess has been raised in Nanduan Kingdom since she was a child, never leaving the Capital City unless leading troops into battles. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Chu Baihan coldly spoke.

"Then, does your Senior Princess have...children by her side?" Yan Lin continued to ask in a deep voice.

Wei Jia had mentioned that back then she was pregnant and if she was unharmed, then the child in her womb...

Chu Baihan found the irony palpable upon hearing this.

Her gaze lifted, eyes blazing like fire.

"What do you mean by this, Prince Eight? Our Senior Princess isn’t married yet; how could she have children? Yet, you, Prince Lin, quickly found a new love and had a child soon after the Princess Consort died. The Princess Consort... truly pitiful."

She spoke these words unabashedly.

"How dare you speak to me like this, do not think I will hold back just because you are her maid?"

Hearing her bring up someone he cared about, Yan Lin’s aura turned icy, and a murderous look flashed across his eyes.

Ah, still pretending to be deeply affectionate.

Chu Baihan felt the irony was extreme.

She did not want to waste more words with him, lowering her head, she quietly said, "My lord, I have business to attend to, I must leave now."

After saying this, she directly turned and left.

Watching her retreating figure, Yan Lin clenched his fists tighter, his chill deepening further.

...

Late at night.

Princess Residence.

"Dongxia, eat something first to fill your stomach, I expect someone from the palace will come to take your pulse early in the morning, and then you’ll have to continue taking medicine and keep sleeping," Ruolan said softly as she sneakily brought in some snacks.

Dongxia nodded and lowered her voice as well, "Now the entire Princess Residence is under surveillance, you all be careful with everything, we don’t even know how the Princess is doing?"

"We currently cannot send any message to the Princess, but I just heard from people outside that Chu Hesheng has been arrested and is now being sent to Sky Prison," Ruolan whispered back.

Having heard this, Dongxia finally sighed in relief.

She scoffed, "Serves him right. After the way the Chu Family treated the Princess and her mother back then, he deserved to die! If it weren’t for the need to keep the Princess’s identity hidden at that time, just because of their ill-treatment of the princess of Nanduan Kingdom alone, our Emperor could have allowed Yan Lin to ransack the entire Chu Family!"

"Yan Lin indeed owes us an explanation from Nanduan Kingdom. However, to avoid any complications, our people have long since secured the loyalty of those in the Sky Prison," Ruolan said, smiling.

Dongxia and she exchanged a look, both smiling knowingly.

The Chu Family...

Must pay the price!

"All right, I’m done. Hurry up and leave, don’t let them notice any foul play and ruin the Princess’s plans," Dongxia said as she took the medicine and drank it all at once.

Before she passed out, she didn’t forget to instruct Ruolan.

Ruolan covered her with a quilt and, after making sure everything looked normal, she quietly left with the dishes.

However, what she didn’t expect was—

An hour after she left, the window cracked open, and a tall figure deftly entered.

Yan Lin, in his dark robe, walked slowly to the bedside, his deep eyes fixating on the person in bed.

After a long time, he finally spoke hoarsely, "Today, this Prince captured Chu Hesheng for you. He is your enemy, and you should wake up to confront him."

But despite his many words, there was still no movement from the person on the bed.

His heart ached fiercely.

"If there’s anyone you want to deal with, just tell me, and I will become the sword in your hand to seek your revenge. But why must you harm yourself like this?" he said, his voice trembling towards the end.

"Your maid, she truly shares your temperament. But rest assured, she is your person, and I will not harm her."

"What exactly happened back then? What made you so resolute to fake your death and leave, so resolute... to abandon me?"

He raised his hand, intending to lean over and touch her face.

But at that moment, he noticed something else under the quilt.

He frowned, quickly picking up the object.

It turned out to be...

Crumbled pastries.

Why would there be such a thing here?

The Imperial Physician clearly stated that a person in a comatose state could only have liquid food; there shouldn’t be any pastry crumbs here.

Could it be...

Yan Lin’s gaze grew sharper by the moment.

Was she pretending to sleep?

Or could it be...

An absurd conjecture suddenly flashed through his mind.

He quickly pulled up her arm, lifting the sleeve.

Her right arm was smooth, without any scars.

"When I was underwater, your arm clearly had scars from burns," he murmured softly.

After a long while, he finally laughed, the gloom in his dark eyes completely dissipating.

"My Princess Consort is truly a master of schemes, schemes within schemes, games within games; you have deceived me time and again," he murmured.

But despite being deceived so many times, his heart felt no anger, but rather relief.

Because, at the very least, she wasn’t dead, nor was she unconscious.

Slowly standing up, Yan Lin’s gaze deepened gradually.

If the person lying on this bed wasn’t her, then where was she?

"My Princess Consort, where are you?"