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

Chapter 102: Chapter 102 Enticing Harvest

At this moment in Prince Liang Mansion, Lai Manting slowly awakened on the bed.

She rubbed her aching body, then suddenly realized with shock…

She was lying naked next to Prince Liang!

Upon seeing her awake, Prince Liang spoke in a hoarse voice, “How do you feel? Is your body still uncomfortable?”

It was then that Lai Manting remembered that upon realizing the Flower Goddess Dress she wore had been drugged yesterday, she had been enduring it. Yet, when she approached Prince Liang, she could no longer control herself and collapsed into his embrace.

She had not expected to wake up to such a situation.

“Prince Liang, we, we…”

Prince Liang cast a casual glance at her and got out of bed, “What do you think?”

Lai Manting lifted the blanket and saw, from the obvious marks on the bed, that she had given herself to Prince Liang and lost her virginity.

Being with him was what she most desired.

But the precondition was that she could become Prince Liang’s official wife; in light of the current circumstances…

“Your Highness, now that we have shared the intimacy of husband and wife, when can you explain to Consort Xian…”

Prince Liang raised his hand to interrupt her, “You were drugged, and that drug was yours. You say you have lost your virtue to me; should I marry you as my wife, or should you thank me for saving you?”

Lai Manting couldn’t believe the words she was hearing now; his intention was clear, he had no plans to offer her the position of Princess.

But, that was not what he had said during their previous tender moments!

In an instant, her eyes brimmed with tears.

Seeing her like this, Prince Liang raised his eyebrows, “I understand the pain of you losing your virtue; you may recuperate well in the Prince Mansion these few days.”

Lai Manting bit her lip, hard enough to draw blood, yet she did not feel it.

“At the Flower Festival, everyone knows of your disgraceful conduct. Do you think you still have the qualification to be my official wife?” With those words, Prince Liang left the bedroom.

“Disgraceful conduct?” Lai Manting clenched her fists and fiercely pounded the brocade quilt.

It was all because of that little girl that she had ended up in such a state!

Leng Yu Yan, you wait; I will make you pay!

Lai Manting’s tear-filled eyes suddenly shone with fierce determination.

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Eastern Palace.

After finishing his business outside, Ye Yiheng returned to the Eastern Palace.

As soon as he stepped through the gate, he was informed by the gatekeeper that Leng Yu Yan had been taken away by Princess Heng Yuan.

She had actually gone to Marquis Jiangyang Mansion!

Ye Yiheng, with a stern face, walked toward his bedroom.

Following his steps, Jian Lecheng prattled on, “Your Highness, it was said that at yesterday’s Flower Festival, Prince Qing helped Lai Wu quite a bit. People saw Prince Qing accompanying Lai Wu back and forth in Duanli Manor several times; many have witnessed it.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng’s expression turned even colder, enveloped in a chilling aura.

Unperturbed, Jian Lecheng continued, “Would Your Highness not visit Lai Wu at Marquis Jiangyang Mansion?”

“Not going,” responded Ye Yiheng coldly, “She’ll come back if she wishes.”

Though he said he would not go, his appetite was noticeably poor during the midday meal, and Jian Lecheng took note of this throughout.

Yet, the Crown Prince stubbornly refused to admit it.

Jian Lecheng rubbed his chin, then summoned several eunuchs and palace maids, asking, “Has Lai Wu returned? Any news from Tingfeng Garden?”

All the eunuchs and maids shook their heads.

Jian Lecheng grew anxious and approached Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, lunchtime is almost over and Lai Wu has not returned; aren’t you worried that Prince Qing might harbor ulterior motives?”

Ye Yiheng massaged his temples, his voice growing colder, “What can possibly happen in broad daylight?”

And so, another afternoon went by.

Even as dinner time passed, Jian Lecheng was frantic with worry.

“It’s like the Emperor isn’t in a hurry, but the eunuch is.”

With that remark, Jian Lecheng hastily slapped his own mouth. Why had he compared himself to a eunuch?

Absolutely not, absolutely not!

“Your Highness,” he carefully approached Ye Yiheng and whispered, “How about I send Mo Chen to pick up Lai Wu? Look, it’s getting dark, and Lai Wu is a girl after all. It’s not very safe for a girl to come back alone at night.”

Ye Yiheng suddenly stood up without a word and strode outside.

Jian Lecheng quickly shouted for Song Guo to order someone to ready the horse carriage.

When they reached the entrance of the Eastern Palace, Ye Yiheng suddenly said to Jian Lecheng, “Keep an eye on movements at the Ministry of Justice.”

Jian Lecheng’s heart shuddered, and he nodded, “Rest assured, Your Highness, I will see to it immediately.”@@novelbin@@

Afterward, Ye Yiheng boarded the horse carriage and headed straight for Marquis Jiangyang Mansion.

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Jian Lecheng scratched his head. What exactly was the Crown Prince’s attitude towards Lai Wu?

How could it be so puzzling?

In the dining hall of Marquis Jiangyang Mansion.

Since they had already tasted the orange wine at noon,

as soon as the evening meal was served, the orange wine was presented too.

Ye Yuan was extremely satisfied with the girl in front of her who liked orange wine as much as she did.

It was as if she were a daughter-in-law bestowed by heaven.

If she had such a daughter-in-law, there would surely be no conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Leng Yu Yan, who had drunk two cups at noon without feeling drunk, grew bolder by the evening meal.

By the fifth cup, her cheeks began to flush slightly.

Ji Qingyu was about to pour her another drink when she covered her cup with her hand, “I think I’m going to get drunk, I can’t drink anymore.”

Ye Yuan laughed, “No matter, if you get drunk, just rest at our home. Tomorrow, I’ll just mention it to Ah Heng.”

Ji Qingyu nodded, “Exactly.”

While speaking, he gently held her wrist, took her cup away, and then poured another glass.

Leng Yu Yan narrowed her eyes and then shook her head, “After this cup, I must take my leave. If I return late, the Crown Prince might get angry.”

After finishing her words, she picked up the cup and drained it.

As soon as she set down the cup, she slowly leaned on the table.

Ye Yuan gently patted Leng Yu Yan’s back, “Ah Yan, Ah Yan?”

Seeing that she did not awaken, Ye Yuan smiled, “This child really can’t hold her liquor, even getting drunk on orange wine.”

While talking, she affectionately swept away the stray hair on Leng Yu Yan’s forehead, then instructed a maid to bring a blanket to cover Leng Yu Yan.

Ji Qingyu asked, “Mother, with Ah Yan drunk, she can only stay the night here. If the blind man finds out, who knows what temper he’ll throw.”

Hearing this, Ye Yuan nodded, “Help Ah Yan to the guest room, and find a few clever maids to take good care of her. Tomorrow, I will explain it to Ah Heng.”

“Yes, mother, don’t worry!”

Just then, Ye Yiheng arrived unexpectedly.

Carrying the chill of the spring night, his entire body exuded a cold aura and an overwhelming presence.

“Aunt need not worry; I will personally take the Crown Princess Consort back to the Eastern Palace!”

With a single sentence, Ye Yiheng pushed Ji Qingyu aside, lifted Leng Yu Yan horizontally, and walked straight out.

Ji Qingyu wanted to stop him, but was held back by a shake of Ye Yuan’s head and given a look that spoke of long-term considerations.

Seeing his mother’s gaze, Ji Qingyu clenched his fist but restrained himself from taking action.

Before long, Ye Yiheng carried Leng Yu Yan onto the horse carriage of the Eastern Palace.

As the carriage gently swayed, Leng Yu Yan slept very sweetly.

Utilizing the light from the Luminous Pearls embedded in the inner wall of the carriage roof, Ye Yiheng removed his eye veil, and tenderly observed her peaceful and delicate sleeping face.

Her skin was smooth as cream, her lips brimming and lustrous, gleaming with an inviting gloss, as if beckoning one to pick them.