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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."

Qiao Luochuan · 历史言情
分數不夠
197 Chs

Chapter 154 Planting a Spy by Her Side

After Chu Baihan spoke these words, Kang Jin's hand holding the prescription shuddered, and his face went pale.

"I, I misspoke earlier. I took the prescription to the pharmacy, and the clerk there definitely would understand it. That's the real meaning of what I meant to say."

He swallowed hard, then quickly contrived this explanation.

"Is that so? Then how do you explain not being able to find your family's ladle?" Chu Baihan asked coldly.

"I, I just temporarily forgot…"

"Still lying!" Chu Baihan completely lost her patience and grabbed his hand.

Kang Jin's hand was dirty but smooth, without a single callus, giving the appearance of someone who has never done hard labor.

"I just asked Granny Kang; your family is poor, and since childhood, you've had to do a lot of physical work. So why are there no calluses on your hands?" Chu Baihan asked sternly.

At this point, Kang Jin finally ran out of things to say.