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Chapter 12: Negotiating with Yan Lin
"From the palace?"
A sharper edge entered Yan Lin's tone. "Secretly investigate this matter."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Your Highness, what happened to the Princess Consort?" Nanny Xiao came out of the residence, her expression anxious and worried upon seeing Chu Baihan's state.
"She was poisoned at the Chu residence. Nanny Xiao, go and find Wei Jia."
Wei Jia? Nanny Xiao was momentarily stunned before realizing this was the Prince's personal physician.
"Yes, Your Highness, this old servant will go immediately."
"Also, regarding today's events, I don't want the Imperial Grandmother to worry," Yan Lin continued coldly.
"This old servant understands."
...
"Your Highness, whoever poisoned the Princess Consort had no intention of leaving her a way out."
After taking Chu Baihan's pulse, a young man turned back, his gaze complex as he looked at Yan Lin sitting nearby.
Yan Lin frowned slightly. "What makes you say that?"
"The poison on the dart is called ‘Corroding Heart’. If the poisoned person isn't detoxified quickly, their death will be gruesome. By the way, Your Highness, who detoxified the Princess Consort? They are incredibly skilled!"
Wei Jia couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration.
His family had been physicians for generations. Having received a favor from Yan Lin years ago, he had stayed at Prince Lin's residence ever since.
"Does Doctor Wei truly believe that the person who detoxified her knows medicine?" Ziying frowned, his tone strange as he asked.
Wei Jia glanced at him, speaking with a hint of pride, "Although my medical skills aren't the highest, I still have the ability to recognize someone with medical expertise. This person's skills must be considerable."
Hearing this, Ziying pursed his lips, his expression becoming even more peculiar.
Wei Jia wanted to ask more, but Yan Lin had already said coldly, "She detoxified herself."
What?
"Your Highness, do you mean that the Princess Consort detoxified herself?" Wei Jia was also shocked.
"Your Highness, could I perhaps speak with the Princess Consort when she wakes up? This subordinate has never seen anyone use antagonistic herbs to detoxify," Wei Jia's tone couldn't hide his excitement and anticipation, as if he regretted not meeting Chu Baihan sooner.
Hearing this, Yan Lin's grip on his teacup tightened slightly, a feeling of oppression in his chest.
"Since the Princess Consort's poison has been resolved, you don't need to stay here any longer. Ziying, see him out," Yan Lin's tone was firm.
"No, Your Highness, you haven't agreed to my request yet!" Wei Jia was bewildered.
Usually, although this prince's attitude was cold, it was still somewhat "amiable." But what was happening today? It felt like he was being treated like an enemy.
Once the man was escorted out and the door closed, the entire room fell silent. Only then did Yan Lin's expression ease slightly.
He put down his teacup and said softly, "How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"
Chu Baihan: "..."
Helpless, she could only open her eyes and sit up on the bed, feeling annoyed.
That's right, she had already woken up earlier.
However, there was a strange man in the room, and she didn't know how to deal with the situation, so she simply continued to pretend to be asleep.
She hadn't expected that this prince could even sense that.
No need to ask, it must have been her scent that betrayed her again.
"Your Highness, thank you for helping me release the poisoned blood in the carriage." After a moment of silence, Chu Baihan decided to express her gratitude.
However...
Looking down at her intact clothing, her expression was awkward, and she couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, may I ask about these clothes..."
But before she could finish her question, the Prince Lin coldly interrupted with a stern face, "This Prince had a servant girl change them for you. You don't need to overthink it."
Chu Baihan: "..."
She wasn't overthinking it.
She had originally guessed that a servant girl had changed her clothes. After all, this certain prince disliked her so much that helping her release the poisoned blood was already an unexpected act. How could he have dressed her as well?
"Your Highness, did you hear what @that doctor said just now? I really do know medicine and can help you detoxify," Chu Baihan took a deep breath and proactively brought up the topic.
Yan Lin's two well-defined fingers gently tapped the nearby table.
After a long silence, he finally said coldly, "Is this another one of your schemes?"
Chu Baihan: "..."
Was his paranoia incurable?
Taking a deep breath, she decided to provoke him.
"Your Highness, are you willing to accept this? You were once the favored son of the heavens, wielding half the military power of Yan, a formidable figure on the battlefield. Now these people look down on you and plot against your life. Are you truly willing to accept this?"
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the coldness emanating from the certain prince intensified, and the cup beside him shattered into powder.
"Chu Baihan, do you really think this Prince wouldn't dare to kill you?" His tone was dangerous.
"Kill me then. Anyway, there are already so many people who want to kill me. I don't want to endure this kind of life anymore. You can kill me now, but if I die, no one will ever be able to cure you!"
Chu Baihan strode up to him, angrily speaking her heartfelt words.
Even though the movement pulled at her wound, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain, she didn't care.
These past few days, she had truly felt stifled and wronged.
She had figured it out. She had to push Yan Lin, seize the opportunity to detoxify him, and only then could she find a glimmer of hope for herself.
"If you want to kill me, then kill me. At worst, I'll become a vengeful ghost in this life and haunt you forever," Chu Baihan shrugged. At this point, her attitude was somewhat indifferent.
However, seeing her agitated state, Yan Lin surprisingly calmed down.
There seemed to be some emotion brewing in his empty eyes.
After a long while, his slender fingers traced a long scratch on the table, and he asked in a deep voice, "Can you really cure this Prince?"
Whether it was Wei Jia's words earlier that influenced him, or Chu Baihan's attitude that provoked him, he actually felt... perhaps he could let her try.
Sensing the change in his tone, Chu Baihan knew she had a chance, and she quickly composed herself and leaned closer.
"Your Highness, I really can. If you don't trust me, I can test the medicine myself," she said patiently.
"If Your Highness still doesn't believe me, you can even poison me and use the poison to control me," Chu Baihan continued, trying to make her tone as humble as possible.
But in her heart, she had other thoughts. Even if he poisoned her, she had a way to detoxify herself.
Another long silence...
Chu Baihan's heart had already begun to grow anxious. Could this stone-like man really be moved?
"Speak then, what do you hope to gain from this Prince?" Just as she was about to lose hope, Yan Lin suddenly asked in a cold voice.
Chu Baihan's eyes lit up with joy, and she quickly said, "I hope that after the poison is cured, Your Highness can help me rescue my maidservant and then let us leave the capital."
"Leave the capital?" Yan Lin lowered his eyes, murmuring these words softly, his expression somewhat gloomy.
Chu Baihan didn't know his inner thoughts, but she nodded sincerely and said, "Life in the capital is not suitable for me. Besides, if I leave, Your Highness can also be completely at ease and will no longer suspect that I will betray you. I..."
"Alright. Just tell Ziying what you need," Yan Lin coldly interrupted her.
"Yes, Your Highness," Chu Baihan's expression couldn't hide her excitement.
Even after she walked out, the smile on her lips hadn't faded.
Being so happy while begging someone to let you detoxify them was probably something only she had ever done.
After a while, Ziying pushed the door open and came in.
He had heard everything outside just now.
He frowned, worried, and said, "Your Highness, do you believe she isn't the Crown Prince's person?"
"Not entirely."
"Then why did you agree..."
"This Prince's body won't last much longer. It's like treating a dead horse as if it were still alive," Yan Lin said in a hoarse voice, his usually cold face grave.
He was used to being alone, a solitary figure. Death meant nothing to him.
But he couldn't bear to see those enemies living freely and happily. He wanted to drag them down to hell first.
And that little girl... if he died, wouldn't his promise to her be in vain?
"Has Your Highness thought of that girl?"
Seeing the desolate look on his master's face, Ziying instantly guessed something.
"Still no news?" Yan Lin asked wearily.
"No, this subordinate has sent people to secretly investigate in the capital with the jade pendant Your Highness gave, but there's still no information," Ziying shook his head, his tone apologetic.
"Keep searching," Yan Lin said hoarsely, a sense of loneliness lingering around him.
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