68: Chapter 68: The Cunning and Sly Weasel 68: Chapter 68: The Cunning and Sly Weasel What?
Although Chu Baihan was already strong enough inside, when she heard Yan Xiao’s words, she still couldn’t remain calm.
She clenched her fingers tightly and quickly suppressed her odd feelings, then said calmly, “Crown Prince, this princess does not understand what you mean.”
“Princess Consort, guess who placed three corpses in the temple back then?”
Seeing that Chu Baihan wouldn’t admit it, Yan Xiao wasn’t in a hurry.
He smiled slightly and then continued in a low voice.
Who had actually placed those three corpses?
Chu Baihan’s eyelids twitched violently again.
People from Tang Sect had rescued her that year, but they had left too hurriedly to take care of everything properly.
Later, she heard that people from Prince Residence had found three bodies in the temple.
She assumed it was the assassins, afraid they couldn’t explain to Yan Lin, so they had deliberately arranged for three corpses.
But now, hearing the tone of Yan Xiao, it seemed it wasn’t the assassins’ doing, but rather…
his doing.
“Crown Prince, I truly do not know what you are talking about,” Chu Baihan said, her expression cold as she spoke sharply.
Yan Xiao shook his head, sighing lightly, “It truly saddens me greatly, I made so much effort for your feigned death, and yet you are not appreciative.”
Watching Yan Xiao’s face filled with regret, Chu Baihan felt even stranger inside.
She found him even more inscrutable.
Just as she was still puzzled about what kind of person Yan Xiao really was, suddenly…
Yan Xiao leaned closer again.
He raised his hand, his fingers directly touching her hair.
Feeling his proximity, Chu Baihan tensed up.
“Don’t move,” he said with a hooked lip, his voice husky.
That face, clear as a breeze and bright as the moon, now adorned with a smile, made the scenery of the lake pale in comparison.
He removed a leaf from her hair.
Being so close to Chu Baihan, to onlookers at a distance, they appeared to be embracing each other.
At this moment, not far away, two people were watching this scene with cold expressions.
“Eighth, eighth brother, the Princess Consort seems to have a good relationship with the Crown Prince,” Yan Lian said awkwardly as he watched this scene.
He had managed to bring his eighth brother to today’s banquet, not expecting to follow the Princess Consort to the backyard and witness this scene.
“The Princess Consort has only been in the capital city for how many days?
How is it that just yesterday she met the fifth Prince, and today she is already so close with the Crown Prince?”
Yan Lian rubbed his head, muttering in dismay.
Hearing this, Yan Lin’s expression grew even colder.
“Eighth brother also came to attend the Princess Consort’s banquet?
That truly surprises me; I thought you had no interest in such banquets,” Yan Xiao said casually, his peripheral vision sweeping over them.
Although his words seemed surprised, his expression bore no trace of it, as if everything was within his expectations.
Chu Baihan also looked over and saw Yan Lin and Yan Lian, and her expression turned colder.
She really didn’t want to see these two people right now.
“With nothing particular to do, it’s good to walk around, or otherwise, this prince wouldn’t have seen the Crown Prince and Princess Consort being so intimate,” Yan Lin said coldly.
Luckily this woman was not the real Chu Baihan, otherwise, he felt that seeing this scene would have truly been glaring, and he would have wanted to rush forward and kill Yan Xiao.
“A fair lady, a gentleman’s good match.
This palace has never seen a lady quite like the Princess Consort; to feel affection for her and wish to get closer is only natural,” Yan Xiao said with a smile.
Although he spoke in jest, the words that came from his mouth seemed genuinely admiring.
Chu Baihan frowned; she didn’t want to waste time watching the princes of the Yan Family squabble.
“Xingxing, let’s go,” she said expressionlessly.
“Yes, Princess.”
But Chu Baihan had only taken a few steps when a meaningful statement from Yan Xiao came from behind, “Princess, you must not forget the words I just shared with you.
Should you ever need my help, feel free to speak up at any time.”
Hearing his words, Chu Baihan frowned deeply.
What more did he know about her secrets?
Suppressing her emotions, she continued to walk forward, feigning calm.
Yan Lin blocked the path ahead; she had no choice but to walk past them.
But as she passed by Yan Lin, he suddenly grabbed her arm and spoke harshly, “Conspiring with the Crown Prince is like negotiating with a tiger for its hide.
Princess, don’t let the Crown Prince swallow your ambitious dreams.”
“Is this a kind reminder from Prince Lin, or a warning?
To me, even if the Crown Prince is a wolf, he is a brave one, not a sly weasel like you,” she retorted.
Chu Baihan raised her hand and forcefully yanked her arm free from Yan Lin’s grasp, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Hearing her sarcastic remark, Yan Lin’s gaze darkened, and a fierce expression flashed across his face.
Yan Lian even wished he could cover his ears.
This Princess of Nanduan Kingdom was too harsh; every time she insulted someone, it was like stabbing them in the heart.
“I don’t care what you plan to do with the Crown Prince, but if you dare to mimic my Princess Consort again, I will not let it go lightly,” Yan Lin warned her sharply after casting her a glance.
Mimic?
Chu Baihan was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized what he meant.
How ridiculous, was Prince Lin implying she was imitating herself?
The way you speak, Prince, it sounds almost as if you hold Princess Consort Lin in great esteem.
It appears you are a man of deep feelings,” she said with biting sarcasm.
After patting the spot on her arm where Yan Lin had touched her, Chu Baihan said coldly, “I was born with this personality; I never intended to mimic anyone.
If Prince Lin is upset, then please bear with it.”
Having said that, she walked past him without looking back.
Yan Lian was beside himself.
Why did it seem that every encounter between the Princess and the eighth Prince was always full of sparks?
Yan Lin turned to look towards the lake, only to find that the Crown Prince was no longer there.
His deep eyes grew even more somber, and he couldn’t dispel the chill enveloping him.
After walking away, Chu Baihan’s icy demeanor began to turn grave.
“Nan Xing, did you hear what Yan Xiao said earlier?”
“Reporting to the Princess, this servant heard it, and this servant also didn’t expect…
that the matter at the temple was actually resolved by him,” Nan Xing shook her head, her expression also very serious.
This Crown Prince of Yan Country was no simple figure.
“Princess, should we still try to get the National Treasury Key from him?” Nan Xing continued to ask.
Chu Baihan pressed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.
“Yan Xiao’s words earlier indeed disrupted our plans; we need to think more carefully,” she said softly, shaking her head.
She truly couldn’t see through Yan Xiao’s intentions, so she dared not make any rash moves.
“Yes, Princess.”