On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness

Chapter 101: Chapter 101 Son and Daughter-in-law

Ye Yiheng spoke without any warmth, “There’s no room for negotiation.”

“You…” Leng Yu Yan’s smile on her face froze.

The man pinched his brows, leaned to the side, and paid her no mind.

Leng Yu Yan couldn’t understand. Once the wedding date was set, it would be the grand wedding, and after the wedding, his position as Crown Prince would no longer be secure…

Did he no longer want to be the Crown Prince?

Indeed, unable to comprehend, she moved closer, sat beside him, her hands climbing onto his arm, softening her tone as much as possible, “Your Highness, is there really no chance to discuss it?”

Her voice was clear and melodious, laced with threads of gentle reproach.

Under the eye veil, Ye Yiheng’s originally closed eyes suddenly opened upon hearing this.

His gaze drifted downward, landing on her soft white hands gently resting on his arm.

Ye Yiheng slightly moved his fingers, then closed his eyes again.

The arm she was holding, however, dared not move again.

After a long pause, seeing that he had no reaction, Leng Yu Yan sighed, withdrew her hands, and sat back in her original spot.

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After the Flower Festival, Xinya Academy had a three-day holiday.

That day, Princess Heng Yuan personally came to the Eastern Palace to invite Leng Yu Yan for a meal.

Just so happened that Ye Yiheng was not in the Eastern Palace, so she easily took her away to Marquis Jiangyang Mansion.

In the flower hall of Marquis Jiangyang Mansion.

Ye Yuan instructed the servants to set up tea and pastries, then quietly ordered someone to go invite Ji Qingyu back.

Leng Yu Yan took a stroll around the flower hall. Every corner of Marquis Jiangyang Mansion was exquisite, presenting a scene at every turn.

It was evident from the details that Marquis Jiangyang and the Eldest Princess had a deep affection for one another.

“Miss Lai, please have a seat and rest.”

“Thank you, Eldest Princess.”

The two sat down by the jade table under the flower pavilion.

“Yesterday, Miss Lai’s dance was truly an eye-opener,” Ye Yuan said with a beaming smile, gazing at the girl opposite her, whose face was stunning. She had removed her veil just like the day before, hanging only a tassel curtain where the patches were.

Her features were exquisite, deeply pleasing to her heart.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed by her gaze, Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips, “If the Eldest Princess doesn’t mind, you can call me Yu Yan.”

“How about this, I will follow Qingyu and call you Ah Yan, if that’s alright?”

“That’s fine,” Leng Yu Yan nodded obediently.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan grew even happier internally, “Then you can call me aunt.”

Throughout the morning, Leng Yu Yan accompanied Ye Yuan for a walk, played with birds, and fed fish.

She showed not the slightest sign of impatience, and this made Ye Yuan increasingly satisfied with her. She came from a decent family background, born a legitimate daughter, and was an excellent match for Qingyu.

Based solely on her family background and birth, she was completely suitable to be Qingyu’s official wife.

Moreover, knowing her beauty was exceptional, Ye Yuan felt more satisfied the more she looked at her. She wished to keep the girl in her home and not let her return to the Eastern Palace!

Ye Yuan only had one son, Ji Qingyu, and had long wanted to have a daughter, but unfortunately, her health didn’t allow it, and she had never been able to conceive again.

If this young girl became her daughter-in-law, she would surely cherish her as if she were her own beloved daughter.

Perhaps that way she could make up for the regret of not having a daughter.

When Ji Qingyu returned, he saw Leng Yu Yan standing by the lotus pond feeding fish while his mother stood by idly, staring at Leng Yu Yan’s side profile.

“Ah Yan, being together with my mother must be somewhat boring, right?”

Upon hearing his voice, Leng Yu Yan looked up, “Qingyu, you’re back. Thank you for your help yesterday! And no, it’s not boring being with your mother.”

Ye Yuan gave her son a sharp glance, then smiled at Leng Yu Yan, “It was his duty, no need to thank him!”

Ji Qingyu chuckled lightly, walked to Leng Yu Yan’s side, and naturally took the box of fish feed from her hands, “The season is still early, once the lotus leaves sprout, the fish will be plump.”

Leng Yu Yan grinned, “The fish look quite lovely when they are plump.”

“Indeed,”

Just then, the butler came to announce that it was time for lunch.

They all moved to the dining room.

There, Marquis Jiangyang, Ji Liancheng, was already present.

Seeing everyone enter, he stood up to greet them, “Come, son, daughter-in-law, please take your seats!”

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan was stunned on the spot.

Ye Yuan hastily pinched Ji Liancheng’s hand, “What nonsense are you speaking?”

Nothing but the plain truth!

“Ah Yan, don’t mind him, your uncle is getting senile!”

Ji Liancheng’s face broke into a wide smile, his wife always knew how to handle things, even managing to change how she addressed him.

They were uncle and aunt now, and after a while, they would become father-in-law and mother-in-law, then, they would be called mom and dad.

The more he thought about it, the more content he felt!

“Well, I shall join your aunt in calling you Ah Yan,” Ji Liancheng quickly raised his hand, “Ah Yan, do not take offense, please, take your seat.”

Leng Yu Yan curtseyed and then sat down with Ji Qingyu.

In the Ji household, where fatherly love and motherly kindness abounded, Ji Qingyu, their son, frequently joked and teased, making the mealtime full of joyful laughter.

This filled Leng Yu Yan with immense envy.

Whether in modern times or in this era, she had never experienced such a family.

In her time, she had no parents, and here too, she had lost her biological mother. Her biological father was just a title, and for her, having him was no better than not.

Ye Yuan occasionally served her food, noticing her somewhat downcast mood, she quickly said, “Ah Yan, don’t be shy; pretend you are at home.”

Her voice was gentle and melodious, and for a fleeting moment, Leng Yu Yan thought she saw her mother.

When her mother was alive, she would always serve her food at meals, fearing that her brother, Leng Yi, would snatch away her favorite dishes.

But she was aware that at this moment, she was in someone else’s house, so she lowered her head and pressed her lips together to compose her emotions.

Seeing this, Ji Qingyu softly explained, “The name Ah Yan is what her mother and brother used to call her.”

Ji Liancheng and Ye Yuan were of course aware of the fact that Marquis Ningyuan, Leng Zongfa’s first wife and eldest son, were no longer alive. Hearing their son’s explanation, the couple quickly offered comfort.

“Ah Yan, from now on, consider this place your home!”

“Yes, we have only one unruly son, Qingyu. With you here, our home is much livelier!”

Leng Yu Yan looked up, “Uncle, Aunt, I’m fine.”@@novelbin@@

Ye Yuan patted her hand, “As long as you are fine, let’s have a drink to lighten the mood.”

Remembering how someone had reacted so coldly and menacingly the last time they smelled alcohol on her, Leng Yu Yan hurriedly waved her hand, “I don’t drink!”

“It’s made from oranges, a few glasses will do no harm,” Ye Yuan said as she ordered the servants to fetch it.

Ji Qingyu nodded, “Indeed, it doesn’t cause intoxication.”

“It’s like being at home, so no worries!” Ye Yuan urged her with a smile.

Soon enough, several pots of wine were brought up by the maids.

Just as a maid was about to pour the wine, Ji Qingyu gestured to stop her.

“Let me do it.” He took the wine pot, first pouring a cup for his parents, then pouring a small amount into the cup in front of Leng Yu Yan, and finally pouring himself a cup, “Ah Yan, take a sniff, does it smell like oranges?”

Leng Yu Yan smelled it and nodded, “It really does!”

Ji Qingyu slowly said, “My mother loved oranges, but when they were out of season, she couldn’t get them, so she came up with this, drinking this orange wine whenever she missed the taste of oranges.”

“That’s right,” Ye Yuan said with a smile as she served Leng Yu Yan more food, “Have a small sip and see how you like it.”

Hopefully, this girl would share the same liking.

Leng Yu Yan, seeing the expectant looks of the family across from her, took a small sip, “It’s sweet and refreshingly tart, with a rich orange flavor, really delicious!”

With that, she drained the cup of orange wine in one go.

Ye Yuan quickly poured another cup for Leng Yu Yan herself, “I knew we were fated; even our tastes are the same!”