What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 379 - 375: Zhong Chuchu’s Origins

"What kind of inappropriate item?" Tang Xiaobai’s voice unconsciously rose.

She thought, how could there be a sudden premature birth for no reason?!

"There’s nothing unusual in Lady’s food and medicine, and we haven’t been able to find out where the problem is," Feng Hua replied.

Gu Ning’s meals and daily life were the top priority at the Duke Yan Mansion, so it was impossible for mistakes to be made easily. It would probably take a thorough investigation of the entire Duke Yan Mansion to find any clues.

Tang Xiaobai suppressed the anxiety in her heart and asked, "What kind of good medicine did Miss Zhong use?"

Feng Hua did not answer.

After Feng Hua left, Tang Xiaobai asked Li Mu, "How did Zhong Chuchu get in?"

Although Zhong Chuchu had connections with the Duke Yan Mansion in the past, at that time, the Duke Yan Mansion was in chaos, and Eldest Aunt Gu might not have been willing to let her in.

Even if she had been let in, Tang Ziqian would not have rashly let her enter the delivery room.

"She came alone," Li Mu said, "Zhong Chuchu might not be as frail as we thought."

Tang Xiaobai was taken aback. "Are you saying... she has martial skills?"

Li Mu couldn’t answer.

At this time, Tao Fen arrived.

"I brought her to the Duke Yan Mansion," Tao Fen explained, "Chuchu was anxious when she heard the lady was having trouble with childbirth—"

"When she was previously staying at the Duke Yan Mansion, the lady treated her kindly, and she remembered this kindness, so she was eager to ask me to take her to the Duke Yan Mansion... she was just in a hurry and barged in. Did she... cause trouble?" Tao Fen asked cautiously.

It turned out that Tao Fen did not know yet.

"No," Tang Xiaobai shook her head with a smile, "Miss Zhong brought good medicine, saving my mother and brother."

"Good medicine?" Tao Fen was astonished.

This was also what puzzled Tang Xiaobai.

Zhong Chuchu, at first glance, seemed very simple.

No background, no special skills, her coming to the Capital City was entirely because of Tao Fen.

Her food, clothing, and expenses were all provided by Tao Fen, so how could she have "good medicine" that even the Duke Yan Mansion did not possess, and of which Tao Fen was unaware?

"Perhaps she obtained it by chance," Tao Fen quickly thought of an explanation for Zhong Chuchu, saying with a smile, "The Crown Princess Consort also knows, Chuchu likes wandering around the marketplace, maybe she had some fortuitous encounter and picked up something rare—"

Tao Fen felt a sense of both wonder and joy: "Chuchu usually seems quite clueless, but she knows how to repay kindness, being able to help the lady is her good fortune."

"Brother Tao, where did you encounter Miss Zhong back then?" Li Mu suddenly asked.

Tao Fen wasn’t a naive person; upon hearing this, he gathered his smile, looked at them suspiciously, and replied, "In Shangzhou—"

Eight years ago, Tao Fen, confident in his swordsmanship, embarked on a journey with a sword.

Arriving at Shangzhou, southeast of the Capital City, he heard of a reclusive master and went searching for a challenge, but during a martial arts contest, he accidentally injured the passing-by Zhong Chuchu.

"Where did she come from? Why was she passing by?" Li Mu asked.

Tao Fen hesitated: "She said she doesn’t remember."

Memory loss?

Tang Xiaobai was surprised.

The last person playing the amnesia card was Hua Jian.

"Is it possible Zhong Chuchu has martial skills?" Li Mu asked again.

"How could she?" Tao Fen shouted, clearly unhappy, "If she had martial skills, how could I have injured her like that? If she had dodged even a little, she wouldn’t have been struck in the heart, almost losing her life!"

Li Mu lowered his eyes, saying nothing.

Tao Fen still looked displeased: "There are countless experts around His Royal Highness. If Chuchu knew martial arts, she couldn’t have hidden it from everyone, right?"

Li Mu nodded and called Mo Ji.

"When Miss Zhong barged in, it was only a few steps, but her movement technique was messy. I couldn’t tell," Mo Ji couldn’t provide an answer but added, "Such stealth, if she possesses martial skills, would not be of the right path."

These words did not sit well with Tao Fen.

His expression changed, but he then lowered his voice and said, "Tao has not ruled out doubts about Chuchu’s origins, but since she doesn’t say, Tao doesn’t ask. Whether she truly forgets or has unspeakable secrets, in any case, my accidental injury to her was true, these years of illness and pain are true, and bringing out good medicine to repay Lady Yan’s kindness is also true!"

His words were passionate, and his intent to defend was clear.

Tang Xiaobai felt embarrassed by his words: "Brother Tao is right; we were just too surprised..."

Indeed, regardless of Zhong Chuchu’s background, she never harmed anyone.

She was previously confined indoors due to illness, and even after recovery, she was only keen on eating, drinking, and having fun, seemingly trying to make up for the years bedridden.

It seemed she was merely trying to live.

Tao Fen’s expression softened, and he said, "It’s normal to be suspicious when she is unwilling to clarify herself. I’ll ask her about the good medicine—" His expression suddenly became concerned, "I heard from Chuchu that you... the morning after your wedding... it’s getting late, should I not disturb you anymore?"

Tang Xiaobai blushed, lowered her head, and coughed lightly.

...

Actually, they still needed the disturbance.

At night, when resting, Tang Xiaobai looked at the bed, looking troubled.

Such an exhilarating scene from last night couldn’t happen again...

"I’ll sleep on the floor," Li Mu suggested.

Tang Xiaobai glanced at him, stammering, "Why don’t we move in a soft bed?"

He glanced back, "We’ll be discovered."

Tang Xiaobai touched her nose, saying, "But we don’t have any spare mattresses."

"It’s fine; there’s a carpet," Li Mu replied.

The carpet, no matter how exquisite or comfortable, is fine for stepping on, but how could one sleep on it?

Tang Xiaobai bit her lip, a bit reluctant, "If you promise to behave, I’ll let you... um, sleep up here..."

His gaze was indifferent, looking somewhat cool, "I can’t promise that."

Tang Xiaobai: ...

Expressionlessly picked up the quilt and tossed it into his arms.

Never mind!

Sleeping on a carpet doesn’t kill!

That’s what she said, but after the lights were out and she lay down, Tang Xiaobai held back for a while before quietly scooting closer to the edge of the bed, turning her eyes to seek the figure on the ground—

"Can’t sleep?" Li Mu suddenly spoke.

Tang Xiaobai instinctively replied with an "Ah" and hastily opened her mouth to explain, "I’m thinking about the events of the day!"

He let out a soft "Mm."

"Who do you think did it?"

"Don’t worry, we’ll find out."

Tang Xiaobai was slightly stunned.

She wasn’t sure if she was overthinking, but it seemed like his mood was a bit low.

"Li Mu?"

"Hmm?" A low sound, with a hint of somberness.

But as someone whom she cherished from childhood, how could Tang Xiaobai not understand?

"What’s wrong?" she asked.

Despite appearing to care deeply about the Duke Yan Mansion’s matters, that was all out of love for her. He couldn’t possibly be truly concerned.

He didn’t answer.

In the darkness, a vague hand reached out.

"Ah Jiao—" he called softly.

Tang Xiaobai extended her hand, placing it in his palm.

Unlike the warmth of yesterday, today his hand was a little cool.

He gently tightened his grip, holding her in his palm.

"I can do it," he said.

"Do what?" Tang Xiaobai was puzzled.

"I can wait for you to grow up, even until you’re twenty—"

In the stillness of the night, the boy’s voice was slightly hoarse, with a vague sense of vulnerability.

"You must never say... say you’ll leave me for someone else..."