Qiao Luochuan

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."

My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived

Chu Baihan heard some noises outside the room.


She thought it was Nan Xing bringing the medicinal soup.


Her hands needed to soak in it for half an hour before bed.


"Come in. Oh, could you untie the ribbon on my back for me? My hands can't reach."


She spoke in a calm voice, her back to the door.


But the figure hesitated to move, which puzzled her.


She frowned, turned around, and almost bumped into Yan Lin.


"Tang Ze, what are you doing here?" she asked in surprise.


Her heart fluttered with panic at that moment.


Fortunately, he was a gentleman; he hadn't torn off the ribbon on her gown. Otherwise...


"Where's Nan Xing?" she asked in a muffled voice.


"She went to deliver medicine to Ruolan," Tang Ze replied calmly.


Ruolan's injuries had not yet healed, and Nan Xing should indeed take care of her.


"Just put down the medicinal soup," she said softly to Yan Lin.


Chapter 239 He Is Not Yan Lin