novelAbuy Chapter 354 Sister, Are You About to Find Me?
Chapter 354 Sister, Are You About to Find Me?
Chapter 354: Chapter 354 Sister, Are You About to Find Me?Master?
The people looked at each other in confusion.
"Where is that old man, where did he go?"
Chu Baihan suddenly looked up, her tone anxious as she asked Yan Lian.
It was the first time Yan Lian saw her lose her composure like this, and he quickly answered, "After the elderly gentleman sold us the cloth, he left immediately. Princess Consort, could that man be your master? I will send for someone to find him right away."
"This elderly gentleman you mentioned, about how old?" Chu Baihan’s emotions gradually stabilized as she asked in a cool voice.
"Probably, over seventy years old."
Yan Lian gestured as he spoke.
"He is not my master," Chu Baihan quickly shook her head.
Hmm?
"My master, he is only ten years older than me," Chu Baihan murmured softly.
As she mentioned him, her tone was filled with longing.
So young.
Yan Lian and the others were astounded again.
With the Princess Consort being so formidable, her master must be close to godlike.
"I remember now! When that old gentleman sold us this batch of cloth, he said that he was not the owner of the cloth, the real owner had told him to wait for someone predestined."
Upon recalling this, Yan Lian ruffled his hair in frustration.
It was uncertain if this clue would help the Princess Consort find her master.
Although this was the first time they heard the Princess Consort mention her master, they could all feel that she cared deeply about him.
"It’s fine. As long as my master is still alive in this world," Chu Baihan softly murmured as she looked at the cloth.
She took a deep breath, pushing the complicated emotions to the back of her mind, and said to Jian Yun, "Jian Yun, I know your handiwork is excellent, could you make this cloth into a war robe?"
"A war robe?"
Jian Yun looked at Chu Baihan in shock.
"Yes, the other fabrics you were
Yan Lian sensed the chill and surreptitiously rubbed his arm.
"By the way, Princess Consort of the Eighth Prince, why is the Eighth Prince not seen? Where has he gone?"
Yan Lian asked with confusion.
"He went to seek Yan Country’s troops, but the mountain roads were blocked, and he cannot arrive for the moment." Chu Baihan replied swiftly.
"Ah? What should we do? Won’t those bastards from Dongli Country and Beihai Country launch a surprise attack on us?"
Yan Lian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Don’t panic, they haven’t made a move yet. Trust your imperial brother, he will definitely return to Tongzhou successfully."
Chu Baihan soothed Yan Lian.
Yan Lian gradually calmed down.
Right, the Princess Consort and the Eighth Prince are so capable; no matter what problems arise, they can handle them well.
"However, we must not underestimate the enemy. We still do not know what the enemy is thinking. Yan Lian, it’s good that you’re here. There are many worms hidden in the city; I need you to root them out."
Chu Baihan spoke with a sharp tone.
Everyone says that Yan Lian is an idle prince, not good in letters nor in martial arts, just a wastrel waiting for death.
But, how could anyone survive in the Imperial Family if he were just an ordinary person?
If anyone says that Yan Lian survives because of Yan Lin, she would never believe it.
Hearing Chu Baihan’s words, Yan Lin calmed down, his dark eyes flashing with fierceness, like a sword unsheathed.
He said gravely, "Princess Consort, rest assured, I will not fail your high expectations."
...
Late at night.
Chu Baihan sat at the table writing a letter; she still needed to report the situation here to the emperor.
"Princess, the tea has cooled; this servant should replace it for you."
At that moment, Feng Shan came in with tea, speaking in a low voice.
Chu Baihan looked up at him and replied faintly.
Feng Shan quickly came over, deftly changed the tea, and then prepared to leave.
But just then, Chu Baihan suddenly said, "Wait a moment."
"Does the princess have any further instructions?" he turned back and asked in a gentle tone.
"Lately, it seems that some people have disappeared from the camp without anyone noticing. Are you aware of this?"
Chu Baihan suddenly asked this question with an emotionless tone.
"Such a matter has occurred. What does the princess wish to know? This servant will immediately report to General Chu and have him thoroughly investigate."
Feng Shan raised his head, speaking sternly.
Chu Baihan pressed her lips together.
After a long silence, she shook her head: "No need, it’s probably just some cowards afraid of death who have run away."
"You may leave now."
Feng Shan quickly left with the teapot.
But when he stepped out of the tent, his gentle expression instantly turned cold.
His dark eyes flickered with a reddish hue.
Sister, have you discovered something?
He touched his chest.
Is there something wrong here?
Why does he want his sister to know he exists, yet fear that she might despise his existence?