My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived-Chapter 67 - This Palace knows that Princess Consort Lin is not dead

The third prince, Prince Hao…

What kind of person is he, really?

Her curiosity was growing indeed.

“There’s no need to mention Prince Lian.

He’s been a playboy his whole life, never serious about any woman; he’s not suitable for the Crown Princess,” those people began discussing again.

“As for Prince Lin, his intentions are even harder to fathom.

Wasn’t he said to be devoted to his late Princess Consort Lin?

He probably wouldn’t want to accept this arranged marriage.”

“Looking at it this way, only the Crown Prince and the eldest prince are the most likely candidates to form a matrimonial alliance with the Crown Princess.”

“…”

Listening to their discussions, Chu Baihan couldn’t help but feel the irony.

Prince Lin is devoted to his late Princess Consort?

What right does a man who drove his own Princess Consort to death have to pretend to be deeply in love?

“That day at the palace feast, I only wanted to bring a fine performance to the emperor and the empress.

I may have spoken out of turn to the Crown Princess, I beg you not to be angry,” Liu Shuxin said at that moment, approaching with a wine glass in hand, feigning apology to Chu Baihan.

All eyes turned to them, filled with probing curiosity.

They were all curious about the extent of Chu Baihan’s tolerance.

Would she let this matter slide?

“Miss Liu is too serious; since it was for the sake of the performance, your action was understandable…”

Chu Baihan set her tea cup down and spoke in a detached voice.

The crowd murmured in their hearts; this was Yan Country, and Liu Shuxin was highly favored by the emperor and empress.

Presumably, the Crown Princess from Nanduan Kingdom must feel offended but wouldn’t dare to show her anger.

Just as they thought the matter would be put to rest, Chu Baihan suddenly looked up, her gaze profound as she stared at Liu Shuxin, and spoke with an unquestionable tone, “Since Miss Liu enjoys performing so much, why don’t you entertain us with a performance here, with so many guests present?”

What?

Liu Shuxin looked up in shock.

That day was a formal palace banquet with the emperor and empress present.

It was her duty to perform.

But now, Nan Baihan was calling her out by name to perform.

Was she treating her like a mere performer?

“Crown Princess, your servant…” She started with disapproval, wanting to refuse.

But before she could finish her sentence, Chu Baihan’s gaze turned cold, “What’s the matter?

Do you, Miss Liu, appear to be resentful?

Am I, the Crown Princess, not worthy enough to request a performance from you?”

The lively banquet suddenly fell silent.

Seeing Liu Shuxin’s displeasure, Yan Wen promptly stood up, “Crown Princess, Shuxin is…”

“Princess Ten, I’m speaking with Miss Liu, it does not seem to be your turn to interject,” Chu Baihan said, her gaze sideways on Yan Wen, a flicker of killing intent passing through her dark pupils.

Yan Wen, a princess used to being spoiled rotten, had never faced such a powerful killing intent and was momentarily stunned.

But Chu Baihan gave them no chance to catch their breath.

She looked directly at Yan Xiao and asked in a tranquil tone, “Crown Prince, what do you think of my course of action?”

The cautious gazes of the crowd turned to Yan Xiao.

Would the Crown Prince protect Miss Liu or the Crown Princess?

Yan Xiao had been sipping his tea, seemingly at peace with the world.

Upon hearing Chu Baihan redirect the trouble towards him, he did not show anger.

Instead, a hint of amusement gleamed in his eyes, and he said casually, “Since this is the Crown Princess’s banquet, naturally everything is for the Crown Princess to decide.”

The implication was clear: Liu Shuxin had to dance.

Liu Shuxin was first stunned, then realizing what was happening, her expression filled with shame and anger.

The Crown Prince had actually failed to protect her.

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“Miss Liu, go ahead and dance.

If you do well, this princess will reward you handsomely,” said Chu Baihan, leaning lazily against the chair, her voice languid.

Her demeanor only made Liu Shuxin seem even more like a mere singer.

Yet at the scene, no one spoke up for Liu Shuxin.

With so many eyes on her, Liu Shuxin, despite hatred burning within her, had no choice but to pluck up the courage and start dancing.

Her repertoire of dances was limited, and the one she had performed at the palace banquet was the one she was most familiar with.

So, she had no option but to stiffly repeat that very dance.

Many noble ladies present couldn’t help covering their faces with their sleeves to hide the difficulty they had suppressing their laughter at her clumsy performance.

“Princess, your servant has finished dancing,” Liu Shuxin said through gritted teeth as her sleeves fell back into place.

“Not bad,” Chu Baihan said without even looking directly at Liu Shuxin, her voice indifferent, “Xingxing, take off the hairpin you’re wearing on your head.

This princess would like to give it to Miss Liu.”

“Yes, Princess,” Xingxing quickly removed the hairpin.

Wasn’t giving away a maid’s belonging an insult?

Sure enough, hearing Chu Baihan’s words made Liu Shuxin feel so enraged she wanted to kill.

But Chu Baihan showed no signs of letting her off the hook as she continued to ask Nan Xing, “Xingxing, will you be upset if this princess gives this hairpin to Miss Liu?”

“I won’t be upset.

After all, the Luminous Pearls, gold hair swings, and agates that you, Princess, have rewarded me with already fill several chests.

I won’t miss this hairpin,” Nan Xing answered calmly and then walked over to Liu Shuxin to hand her the pin, saying, “Here, this is what our Princess has bestowed upon you, you’d better keep it safe.”

The hairpin was extremely plain, with not a single ornament on it – it would be scorned even in an ordinary household.

Yet the Princess Consort had given it to Liu Shuxin.

The most important thing was that even a maid’s rewards were Luminous Pearls, agates, and gold hair swings.

This was indeed a humiliation!

It had become clear to them; this Princess Consort held long grudges.

They must never offend her in the future.

“That’s enough.

Let’s not let certain individuals ruin the mood.

I have arranged for music and dance performances for you all to enjoy at your leisure,” Chu Baihan said slowly.

Soon, a group of singers flowed in.

As their singing filled the air, they began to dance in the center.

They were leagues beyond Liu Shuxin.

The audience had no choice but to watch, albeit reluctantly.

And there sat Chu Baihan, clearly bored.

She slowly rose and walked back to the inner garden, standing by the lakeside.

Gazing into the clear lake waters, she asked Nan Xing in a languid voice, “Yan Country is truly dull; it doesn’t compare to Nanduan Kingdom in the least.”

But when she received no reply from Nan Xing after a long wait, she found it strange and couldn’t help turning around.

To her surprise, Yan Xiao was already standing behind her.

“Being in Yan Country, having lived here for so many years, and you still find your six years in Nanduan Kingdom unparalleled,” Yan Xiao said, walking up beside her with a raised eyebrow, his tone casual.

Hearing his words, a sharpness flashed in Chu Baihan’s eyes.

Yet her expression remained serene as she bluntly asked, “What do you mean by that, Crown Prince?”

“I know the truth behind the temple fire from that year, and I also know… that the Princess Consort did not die.”

Just then, Yan Xiao turned, his tall form leaning in, and his dark eyes met hers in a direct gaze.