My Princess and Crow Chapter 22 - 22 22 This King Has Only One Woman

??22: Chapter 22 This King Has Only One Woman

22: Chapter 22 This King Has Only One Woman

Chu Baihan turned her gaze and saw a certain prince at the doorway, her elegant brows slightly furrowed.

“Prince, you must stand up for .

The Princess Consort’s servant actually had the audacity to slap my face repeatedly.”

Wan Yiyu cried and complained to Yan Lin.

She indeed looked pitiful.

“Princess Consort, is this true?” Yan Lin’s face turned slightly cold, and he asked with a raspy voice.

“What now, Linlin, are you actually considering accusing Baihan on account of this woman?” The Empress Dowager scolded loudly.

“Empress Dowager, how co you’re here?” Yan Lin furrowed his brows, his tone softening slightly.

“How co I’m here?

If I don’t step in, am I to let these people bully my granddaughter-in-law!”

The Empress Dowager was so angry she could barely catch her breath, but thankfully Chu Baihan had the experience and helped her calm down in advance.

“Empress Dowager, please don’t let such a trifle upset you,” Yan Lin continued, his tone filled with a touch of helplessness.

“A trifle, you actually think these people bullying your Princess Consort is a trivial matter?”

The Empress Dowager’s temper flared up again.

Today she was truly suprely defensive of Chu Baihan.

Chu Baihan felt grateful in her heart and naturally didn’t want the Empress Dowager to get angry over such matters.

So, she took the initiative to approach Yan Lin.

“Prince, I have no objections to how many concubines you take in, but as Linlin’s Princess Consort, I am the mistress of this household.

I will not allow anyone to step over my head, even if that person is a concubine whom you favor,” Chu Baihan spoke with a cold voice.

If it weren’t for his insistence on keeping these people around, such incidents wouldn’t have occurred.

As she drew close, Yan Lin could sll the faint fragrance on her, which made him relax his brows slightly, his adam’s apple unconsciously bobbing.

Now, hearing her aggressive words, the image of a small, snarling fox flashed through his mind.

Yes, a little fox.

His Princess Consort gave him that exact feeling of a fanged and clawed little fox.

“Prince, I have done nothing to wrong the Princess Consort Madam.

I don’t know why she’s so outraged.

If it weren’t for your arrival, I might well have been killed.”

Wan Yiyu started to complain again, acting as if she had suffered greatly and Chu Baihan was a despicable villain.

And as she spoke, she threw herself toward Yan Lin’s embrace.

Seeing this, Chu Baihan’s first reaction was to rush to prevent it.

After all, Yan Lin’s usual affectionate behavior with other won didn’t bother her, but today it was a challenge to her dignity.

But who would have known, the prince, though apparently blind, had a quick physical response.

He shifted slightly and effortlessly dodged Wan Yiyu’s embrace.

And because of his sidestep, Chu Baihan ended up crashing directly into his arms.

His rigid chest caused her forehead to throb with pain.

Holding her forehead, Chu Baihan looked up at him with an aggrieved expression, “Why are you dodging around for no reason?”

“Do you want this prince to hold soone else?” Yan Lin’s eyes darkened, his tone not very pleased.

This woman, why is she always pushing him away?

Has she forgotten her own status?

Chu Baihan didn’t know what he was thinking, and she snorted coldly, “Madam Wan is your most beloved concubine, I thought you would embrace her.”

“Madam Wan?

I have only one Princess Consort, where does this Madam Wan co from?” Yan Lin replied with a chilling aloofness.

What?

His words had startled everyone present, their expressions changing several tis, especially for Wan Yiyu who had fallen heavily to the ground.

Although her face was swollen beyond recognition of her features, one could still clearly see her anxious expression.

She asked in a panic, “Prince, what do you an?

Aren’t you going to appoint us as Madams and allow us to stay in the Prince Residence to serve you?”

Chu Baihan also furrowed her brows, casting an awkward glance at Yan Lin.

What exactly was he implying?

“Did I ever say I would take you as concubines when I allowed you to stay in the Prince Residence?” Yan Lin’s face suddenly turned icy, his voice as if laced with shards of frost.

This…

Wan Yiyu’s heart began to sink.

He indeed had never said that.

Because they were sent by the Empress and the Emperor to serve him, when he agreed to let them stay, they assud they would be concubines of the Prince Residence.

“Prince, you are such a great benefactor, not willing to take others as concubines, yet you detain people in your residence.

What is this?

Keeping them on tenterhooks?”

Hearing Yan Lin’s words, Chu Baihan didn’t feel the slightest bit relieved, but her frustration grew even stronger.

Yan Lin’s brows knitted tighter, and he raised an eyebrow.

Was she angry?

For so reason, he felt a bit pleased inside.

“Linlin, what on earth is going on?

Explain to Baihan at once.”

The Empress Dowager, watching from the side, was almost frantic.

She stepped forward proactively to ease the tension between the two.

How else would she be able to hold her great-grandson if this continued?

As expected, after she intervened, Yan Lin’s expression also softened sowhat.

“Prince, do not joke with .

Yesterday, you specifically inquired after my na, so you must have

in your heart,” Wan Yiyu said with teary eyes, her voice filled with sorrow.

Yan Lin, hearing this, spoke impassively, “I am eye-afflicted, having never seen your face, nor having spent ti with you.

Why should you be in my heart?”

Wan Yiyu choked up, her expression turning even uglier.

“As for why I asked for your na, it is fortunate you are the daughter of Wan Yicheng!” Yan Lin’s tone suddenly chilled, an unhideable fury emanating from him.

“Miss Wan, do you still rember the battle where the Prince was hard, where your father and brother were both in camp?”

Ziyi walked over with loathing in his eyes, glaring at Wan Yiyu before he hissed through clenched teeth.

“Yes, that’s right.” Wan Yiyu suddenly recalled sothing, her eyes began to dodge, and her voice beca unnaturally shaky.

“The Prince was supposed to be masterminding the battle, but by sheer coincidence, a traitor erged in the camp.

When the Prince returned to the capital, his eyes were injured, and he said nothing of the betrayal when the Emperor inquired…”

“Because the traitor’s connections ran too deep; even if he had spoken out, it would have been futile.

Most importantly, one of the traitors managed to escape, and revealing it then might have scared off the snake in the grass.”

“Your brother faked his death, thinking the Prince would not trace it back to the Wan Family.

Hence, he has been loitering around you in another identity, unbeknownst to him that in the two days since your arrival at the Prince Residence, we managed to lure him out…”

The more Ziwu spoke, the more sarcastic he beca.

Little did the Empress know that by sending people to spy on her master, she accidentally gave him a trendous helping hand.