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My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived

Six years ago, the legitimate daughter of the Chu Family was schemed against by her half-sister and was forced to marry the Princely Heir, who was blind and not long for this world. Fortunately, her medical skills were excellent, and she detoxified the Princely Heir. Who would have thought after he came back to life, the emperor would actually want to bestow a concubine upon him—and this jerk didn't even refuse. Furious, she left a divorce letter and then set the Prince Residence on fire, fleeing in haste. Six years later, the same Princely Heir remained a lonely man, with all his old servants worrying their hearts out. One day, upon encountering a Little Baozi on the street who looked strikingly like the Princely Heir, they instantly burst into tears. "The Prince Residence has a successor! Princely Heir, please come back with us to the Prince Residence quickly." Who knew, Little Baozi disdainfully said, "Not interested." "Princely Heir, the Prince Residence is immensely wealthy..." "My mother is the wealthiest person!" "Princely Heir, the Prince Residence is extremely safe..." "My mother is the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch!" "Princely Heir, the Prince Residence has powerful armies..." "My mother is the heir to the Nanduan Kingdom!" Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind: "Then, does your mother need an Imperial Consort? I think myself quite suitable."

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Chapter 60: Suddenly Encountering an Assassin

"My lord."

"Eighth brother."

Yan Lian, Ziyi, and Ziwu witnessed this scene, both displaying tense expressions.

Ziyi even drew his sword and pointed it at Chu Baihan.

But Nan Xing's reaction was no less decisive—she immediately stood between them.

"If you want to strike our Princess, you'll have to get past my move first." She also drew her Soft Sword from her waist and thrust fiercely at Ziyi, each move aiming ruthlessly at his vital points.

Ziwu also wanted to make a move, but Yan Lin had already scolded loudly, "Everyone, stand down for your Prince!"

"My lord." Both Ziyi and Ziwu looked worried.

They had already hurt their lord, so why did their lord still not allow them to fight back?

"Prince Lin, I have told you before, do not touch me, or else you cannot bear the consequences," the Princess Consort asserted, her words ice cold.

Those chilly eyes of hers still harbored an unresolved hatred.

Yan Lin's gaze slightly deepened.

She hated him!