My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived-Chapter 51 - Exposing Identity

This despicable woman, clearly favoring Yan Lin, still clung to the Crown Prince.

Was she so presumptuous just because she possessed some medical skills?

Although enraged and anxious internally, Zheng Qiaoqi knew she couldn’t vie with Liu Shuxin in winning the favor of those few in the hall, so she could only retreat to her own place.

“I still need someone to play music,” Liu Shuxin said, her expression somewhat awkward.

Usually, after she cheered up the Emperor, even if she didn’t perform at such banquets, she was still the center of attention.

But the event today was indeed hasty, and she hadn’t even arranged for someone to play music.

“Qinyue, you are proficient in music; please play for Miss Liu,” Yan Xiao said just then.

The maidservant behind him respectfully said, “Yes, Crown Prince.”

The Crown Prince helping Miss Liu so promptly?

It seemed, the rumors about his affections for Miss Liu were true.

The people around murmured to themselves.

Chu Baihan was right across.

She watched the Crown Prince’s actions, her expression unclear.

Truthfully, by today, she also couldn’t understand the thoughts of the Crown Prince.

Did he truly have deep and sincere feelings for Liu Shuxin?

Surely no man could accept his beloved woman clinging to another man time and again.

Just as Chu Baihan was contemplating the thoughts of the Crown Prince, Liu Shuxin actually turned her attention to her.

“Your Majesty, I have heard that the Grand Princess of Nanduan Kingdom is virtuous and intelligent, proficient in all arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

May I know if the Grand Princess would honor me with a dance?”

Liu Shuxin’s voice was gentle, her demeanor such that onlookers truly believed she earnestly wished to dance with Chu Baihan.

Only Chu Baihan knew very well inside.

This was her way of pressuring the Grand Princess, warning her not to entertain thoughts about Yan Lin.

After all these years, Liu Shuxin was still so adept at manipulation.

“Miss Liu, where did you hear such rumors?

I’ve been devoted to martial arts all my life.

My habits are extremely crude, and these delicate poems and dances of yours; I truly can’t learn them,” Chu Baihan straightened the pleats on her sleeve and spoke indifferently.

The crowd: “…”

This was the first time they had seen someone describe themselves like this.

The Grand Princess indeed had a unique temperament.

But they also thought it was reasonable.

A woman who had been practicing martial arts all year round and leading troops in battles, how could she find time to learn music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?

However, a woman who only knew fighting and killing and didn’t understand poetry at all, could that be inappropriate?

They wondered what the Emperor of Nanduan was thinking when he raised such a Grand Princess.

Various eyes sneaked glances at Chu Baihan, containing both sympathy and disdain.

“Grand Princess, do not be too modest.

It’s just a dance; very simple.

Today is a banquet welcoming you; it would be quite dull if you just watch,” Liu Shuxin continued undeterred.

Princess Jiang also spoke up at this moment, “Yes, Grand Princess of Nanduan Kingdom, I’ve heard you can ride horses and shoot arrows.

Dancing should not be so difficult for you.”

Her words carried a sarcastic tone.

It was clear to any discerning eye that she did not like Chu Baihan at all.

Indeed, someone sharing a name with the former Princess Qianlin, it would be weird if she liked her!

“If you don’t like it, I will refuse on your behalf,” Yan Lin said.

For some reason, seeing Chu Baihan surrounded by verbal attacks, an image flashed in Yan Lin’s mind of that petite figure who had once protected him resolutely in Jiangxin Palace.

His heart was touched, and so the words came out.

Chu Baihan’s expression subtly shifted to surprise.

He was actually speaking up for her?

But recalling past events, her expression quickly turned cold.

Heh, a man full of pretense and insincerity.

She didn’t spare Yan Lin another glance and stood up.

“Since Miss Liu insists so much, then as the Grand Princess, I shall not refuse ungraciously,” she stated indifferently, then walked slowly to the center of the great hall.

If one were to judge by silhouette alone, both individuals were beauties.

But when Chu Baihan walked up to Liu Shuxin, simply standing beside her casually, her languid and effortless aura completely overshadowed Liu Shuxin.

Upon closer inspection, they still found Liu Shuxin…

somewhat pettily provincial.

“Eighth Brother, do you think the Eighth…

ahem, that the Grand Princess will dance?” Yan Lian asked worriedly.

Yan Lin pursed his thin lips, his dark and deep eyes continuously following that figure.

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When he did not respond after a long while, Yan Lian grew anxious.

“If it were the former Eighth Sister-in-law, would she have danced?” he continued to ask.

Hearing this, Yan Lian’s dark pupils flickered.

“This prince does not know.”

Though she had married him, he knew very little about many things concerning her.

“What?”

He didn’t know?

How could the Eighth Brother be someone’s husband!

Yan Lian couldn’t help but feel sorry for the deceased Eighth Sister-in-law.

Meanwhile.

“Grand Princess, what kind of dance would you like to perform?” Liu Shuxin asked tentatively.

“Anything will do,” Chu Baihan responded listlessly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Shuxin sneered internally.

As expected, a complete dance novice—how could one say ‘anything will do’ about dancing?

She knew that each piece of music had different levels of difficulty.

“Then Shuxin will choose at random.”

Liu Shuxin felt secretly pleased and then had a maid play the tune she was most familiar with.

As the music started, she began to dance gracefully.

Her dance moves were indeed a bit stiff, but fortunately, her light figure and fair appearance made it a pleasant sight.

“Why hasn’t the Grand Princess started yet?

Could it be that she truly cannot dance at all?”

“Yeah, if she can’t dance, why did she embarrass herself by going up there?

Are all people from the Nanduan Kingdom like that?”

“…”

The surrounding people discussed in hushed voices, their tones derisive.

Chu Baihan lowered her gaze, suddenly placed her hand near her ear, and lightly tiptoed her steps.

Soon, she began to dance with the music like a butterfly.

Dance?

She indeed had never learned to dance since reclaiming her identity as the Grand Princess.

But she had practiced dancing daily when she lived in Jiangnan.

Back then, to survive, possessing a skill was crucial; she even danced on stones.

Dancing was perhaps her most unremarkable talent, yet always available to showcase.

Seeing her dance, many dropped their teacups to the ground.

She seemed born for the dance, each step tightly interwoven with the music.

Liu Shuxin had originally been confident, planning to highlight her own excellence through Chu Baihan’s poor performance, but when she turned and saw Chu Baihan’s seamless unity with the dance, she panicked.

Frustrated inwardly, her steps became chaotic, and she almost fell.

Finally, after the dance concluded, she gasped raggedly.

Whereas Chu Baihan easily halted her final dance step, her skirt tracing a beautiful arc in the air.

“If that doesn’t count as knowing how to dance, then what does?”

No one knew who had blurted out that statement, and the atmosphere fell dead silent.

Standing beside Chu Baihan, Liu Shuxin felt like she was harshly humiliated.

That wasn’t the most heart-wrenching part—the most torturing part was during the dance.

Several times, her eyes met Chu Baihan’s, and she always felt a murderous aura.

That look made her uneasy.

How could this lowly woman from Nanduan Kingdom give her a familiar feeling, markedly similar to the deceased Chu Baihan.

Not only was she uneasy, but the Jiang Consort and the Chu Family were also agitated, for some of Chu Baihan’s expressions looked oddly familiar.

Sitting there, Yan Lin clenched his teacup tightly.

Is it you?

He trembled inwardly.

Liu Shuxin fixed her gaze on Chu Baihan’s slightly fluttering veil, a trace of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Unintentionally, her hand reached out…

Her movement was too quick; before anyone else could react, she had pulled down Chu Baihan’s veil.