My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived-Chapter 18 - Does Yan Lin Like Another Woman

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18: Chapter 18: Does Yan Lin Like Another Woman?

18 -18: Does Yan Lin Like Another Woman?

What?

Chu Baihan suddenly turned around, looking at Yan Lin in shock.

Hadn’t he just been trying to send everyone away?

Why did he suddenly decide to keep them instead?

“Prince, may I stay as well?” Upon hearing Wan Yiyu was kept, the remaining showgirls also spoke up.

“Ziwu, just arrange their accommodations,” Yan Lin said, his hollow gaze lowered, concealing a trace of emotion in his cold voice.

“Thank you, Prince,” the women said, clearly delighted.

Zhang Hai also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn’t know why the Prince had suddenly become so amenable, being able to report back was all that mattered to him.

Seizing the opportunity, he quickly gave the nannies a signal to stay, then promptly excused himself and left with his group.

Everyone present seemed to be in a good mood, except for Chu Baihan.

She took several deep breaths before she was able to somewhat stabilize her emotions.

One Yan Lin was already enough of a headache for her, and now the Prince Residence was suddenly crammed with so many women.

Who knew if they were spies sent by the Empress Consort to give her trouble?

And hadn’t it been said that a certain Prince greatly detested women?

Why was he now welcoming all comers!

Forget it, she had no right to meddle in his affairs anyway.

Taking a deep breath, she was about to turn and leave when the two nannies approached her, blocking her way like two towering mountains.

“Princess Consort, the Emperor and Empress Consort have ordered us to teach you etiquette,” they said to her with a stern tone.

Wan Yiyu approached with delicate steps, speaking weakly, “Princess Consort sister, are you nervous because you haven’t learned etiquette before?

How about I learn with you?

That way, you won’t be nervous anymore.”

Her words were oh so “considerate.”

Chu Baihan mockingly thought to herself.

She wasn’t even officially a concubine yet but already addressed herself as a younger sister.

“Naturally, that’s possible.

The Emperor and Empress Consort have ordered that anyone who enters the Prince’s Residence must learn etiquette.

But Miss Wan, coming from an aristocratic family, surely has a good foundation and will learn quickly.”

The two nannies withdrew their disdainful gazes from Chu Baihan and began to praise Wan Yiyu incessantly.

Blushing, Wan Yiyu said modestly, “Nanny, you flatter me too much.”

“Prince, are you certain you want me to learn etiquette with this Miss Wan?”

Chu Baihan raised her head to look at Yan Lin, not far away, her tone filled with a touch of anger.

Noticing her anger, Yan Lin’s eyebrows knitted slightly, his expression inscrutable.

After a while, he spoke indifferently, “Since it is the Emperor’s will, the Princess Consort will just have to learn.”

What a way to say just learn.

Chu Baihan slightly regretted not skewing the needle last night when she was giving him acupuncture; it would have served him right to suffer a bit more.

“Princess Consort, the Prince has agreed, so you must not disrupt the order,” the older nanny said, her voice bearing a sarcastic tone.

Regaining composure, Chu Baihan looked at the two nannies with cold eyes and said word by word, “The Princess Consort understands!”

If they wanted to stay, well, they couldn’t blame her for anything that might happen while they were at the Prince Residence.

As she turned and left with a flick of her sleeve, anyone with clear eyes could see the anger in Chu Baihan.

“Prince, the Princess Consort seems angry,” Ziyi remarked at that moment.

Was the Prince’s behavior today a bit improper?

Married only a few days and already so many women were allowed into the Residence.

And he let those two stern nannies teach the Princess Consort etiquette.

Those nannies were notoriously harsh, and the Princess Consort wouldn’t have it easy in their hands.

“She’s angry?” Yan Lin asked with a raised eyebrow upon hearing this.

“Yes, Prince,” after pondering for a moment, the look on the Princess Consort’s face did indeed seem angry.

Getting Ziyi’s response, Yan Lin actually laughed, a hint of an unusual emotion spreading across his typically icy face.

“So she does get angry.

I thought she only knew how to fool me by wearing masks all day,” he mused.

Ziyi: “…”

Was the Prince intentionally provoking the Princess Consort’s anger?

With a stifled expression, Ziwu couldn’t think of the right words to describe his feelings at that moment.

It seemed that ever since the Princess Consort had entered the Prince Residence, the Prince’s temperament… had also slightly changed.

Enough of that, it wasn’t his place as a Hidden Guard to criticize matters between the Prince and Princess Consort.

“Prince, why did you choose to keep those ladies?

Could it be because of… Wan Yicheng?” Thinking of this, Ziwu couldn’t help but ask again, his tone very serious this time.

At the mention of this, Yan Lin’s aura became slightly more intense.

He pursed his thin lips and did not speak, his expression very cold.

“Princess Consort, are you all right?”

Ruolan asked Chu Baihan with evident concern.

Chu Baihan was quite calm, “I was a bit angry just now, but I’m much better.”

After all, there was no need to upset herself over some irrelevant people.

“Princess Consort, maybe it’s because those ladies were bestowed to the Prince by the Emperor, and he couldn’t refuse, so…” Ruolan frowned slightly, really wanting to defend their Prince.

But Chu Baihan pressed her shoulders, reassuring her patiently, “I’m truly not angry anymore.

How many women your Prince has really doesn’t concern me.”

They had no feelings for each other; their relationship was now one of suspicion and cooperation.

Why should she be angry?

“All right, let’s go prepare the medicine.”

Together they went to the small kitchen, and indeed found everything laid out there.

The two of them quickly rolled up their sleeves and got to work.

By the time the sky had darkened, after Chu Baihan had yawned for quite a while, she finally heard Ruolan say, “Princess Consort, the incense has burnt out, four hours have passed.”

“Mm, I reckon your Prince has already finished his dinner by now, it’s time for the medicine.”

Chu Baihan murmured softly and asked Ruolan to pour the medicine, while she herself carried it out.

“Princess Consort, don’t scald yourself, I’ll carry it for you,” Ruolan offered, wanting to take it from her upon seeing this.

“No need, I will do it,” Chu Baihan immediately refused.

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust this girl, but the medicinal ingredients were very precious, not to be wasted, and besides, she had painstakingly prepared this medicine.

She had to ensure the Prince drank it personally before she could be at ease.

The small kitchen was just in Yan Lin’s courtyard; after walking a few steps with the medicine, she arrived at his room, without worrying about being noticed by the spies in the residence.

What she didn’t anticipate, however, was that at this hour, the Prince hadn’t returned yet, and only Ziyi stood there like a wooden pole.

“Where has your Prince gone?” she asked, puzzled.

“The Prince should still be in the main hall at this time.”

Still there, still having his meal?

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“How could dinner take so long?

Is it because he took in several new Madams today and is so happy that his appetite has improved?” Chu Baihan muttered under her breath.

Hearing her words, Ziyi immediately furrowed his brows, looking somewhat…

at a loss for words.

After a while, with a strange tone, he said, “Princess Consort, you need not be sad.”

Sad?

Upon hearing this, Chu Baihan quickly shook her head, “Your Prince having other women and not bothering me is the last thing that would make me unhappy.”

Just at that moment, Ziwu helped Yan Lin step over the threshold and enter.

“What, Princess Consort, you think I’ve been annoying you on a regular basis?” Yan Lin, with his excellent hearing, caught her comment, and his cool voice carried over.

He had returned so quickly?

With so many women, he only needed such a short time to deal with them?

Withdrawing her gaze, Chu Baihan didn’t feel embarrassed about being overheard.

She shrugged nonchalantly and said, “Hmm.”

Yan Lin: “…” She was good at turning the tables.

And he didn’t know who it was that every night while asleep, would cling to him, biting and nibbling.

About to say something, but then suddenly remembering that such matters should not be voiced, he could only accept his frustration silently, his complexion growing more unreadable.

Ziyi and Ziwu exchanged a glance, both very sensibly withdrawing quickly, and they closed the door behind them.