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

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Applying Medicine for Her

The Empress Dowager immediately commanded the nanny to step forward and tore off the gauze in a single motion.

A double row of scabs from clear bite marks could be seen on Leng Yu Yan’s fair neck, delicate as jade.

“This…”

The Empress Dowager’s brows furrowed; could it be that this Lady Leng was indecent?

Ye Yiheng spoke lightly, “It was my doing. I have had skin-to-skin contact with her, hence the choice cannot change.”

Leng Yu Yan was completely stunned.

What did skin-to-skin contact mean?

It implied an intimate relationship between a man and a woman.

Yet she hadn’t had that sort of relation with him—not in the slightest!

The Empress Dowager’s old face reddened, only now noticing that the girl before her had a graceful and alluring figure, the kind that men favor. But she had blemishes on her face, which really were not fitting for the Crown Prince.

“If you truly like her, Crown Prince, you can take Zheng Liqi as the Crown Princess Consort and then bring this girl into the Eastern Palace and confer the title of Second Attendant,” she said.

The Empress Dowager dared not look at the bite marks on Leng Yu Yan’s neck any longer, her voice growing husky.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan was dazed. She did not covet the position of Crown Princess Consort; she did not wish to stay by the side of the mad, sinister Crown Prince.

As for the title of Second Attendant, she was even more disdainful!

Seizing the opportunity before Ye Yiheng could speak, Leng Yu Yan mustered her courage and said, “Your Highness sees clearly even the finest detail. The Crown Prince and Miss Zheng have been childhood sweethearts. I would gladly return to the countryside and never appear before the Crown Prince again.”

The Empress Dowager was truly taken aback by the girl’s words.

Ye Yiheng’s brows shifted slightly, “Imperial Grandmother, you see, she is jealous. I need to properly appease her tonight…”

As he spoke, he stood up and reached out to Leng Yu Yan, “Crown Princess Consort, help me return to the Eastern Palace.”

Beneath her veil, Leng Yu Yan bit her lip; this madman had no shame.

His words made it seem as if there was indeed something between them, but she feared even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t wash her clear now!

The Empress Dowager massaged her throbbing temple and waved them away with a gesture.

—

It was half an hour’s journey from the Eastern Palace to Cining Palace.

The two did not speak along the way.

Leng Yu Yan, supporting the blind man, returned to the bedroom. Unable to contain the anger she had bottled up, she burst out, “The esteemed Crown Prince sure excels at spouting nonsense!”

“Overpraised,” Ye Yiheng replied lightly.

His light, dismissive response left her unable to continue arguing.

She turned and walked away.

“Wait!” Ye Yiheng’s ears twitched, “Come back!”

Leng Yu Yan halted, glaring at him with a mix of anger and annoyance.

Remembering he couldn’t see her glare, she said irritably, “What is it?”

Locating her by sound, he quickly approached her and pulled out two bottles of medicine from his sleeve. He opened one and with his slender index finger applied some ointment, searching for the spot on her neck to rub it in.

Leng Yu Yan dared not move.

The coolness of his fingers, along with the similarly cool ointment, made her unable to distinguish whether it was his touch or the medicine that felt cold.

Ye Yiheng carefully spread the ointment.

His fingertips clearly touched the marks of his bite during the application.

“Does it hurt?”

Leng Yu Yan shook her head, “Not anymore.”

“Did it hurt when I bit you?”

“It hurt.”

Ye Yiheng’s brow creased imperceptibly, and he handed her the two bottles of medicine, “The tall bottle aids wound healing, and the round one removes scars.”

She clenched her hand into a fist, “I dare not accept.”

“Listen to me!”

“I won’t listen!”

“If I can see again and your scar has not faded, do you believe I would bite you again?”

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan then took the medicine.

What a nutcase—biting her and then offering medicine.

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What was the point of biting her in the first place?

Pervert, scum!

Obsessive freak, gloomy ghoul!

Hearing her silence, Ye Yiheng’s keen ears twitched slightly, “Are you cursing me in your heart?”

“I wouldn’t dare!” In the midst of speaking, Leng Yu Yan bowed respectfully, “I take my leave now. Your Highness, please rest early.”

“Um.” He responded indifferently.

As the sound of her footsteps faded into the distance, he slowly rubbed his fingers that he had applied the medicine with.

Song Guo, who had been standing in the corner like an invisible person, took a deep breath quietly.

The Crown Prince clearly cared a lot for Miss Lai, so why bite her?

After biting her, he didn’t express his concern but instead threatened her to take the medicine away and apply it.

At this rate, how could Miss Lai harbor any feelings for His Highness in her heart?

But then again, as for pursuing a lady, he, a little eunuch, had even less experience!

Maybe he should ask the Young Master tomorrow?

—

The night grew deeper.

Chenglan Palace.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Lai Manting found Consort Xian.

Just as Consort Xian was about to retire for the night, her brows furrowed at Lai Manting’s arrival, “What is the matter?”

Lai Manting removed the hood of her cloak and fell to her knees with a thud, kowtowing, “Aunt, I beg you to save your niece!”

“Stand up and speak.” Consort Xian gathered the outer garment around her, a flicker of coldness crossing her eyes.

Lai Manting slowly got up, her voice filled with sorrow, “Prince Liang refuses to accept your niece as his official wife, because on the day of the Flower Festival, there was tampering with the Flower Goddess Dress. Although His Highness quashed the matter, your niece remains apprehensive.”

Consort Xian looked at her freshly applied rouge, “As for the issue of becoming the official wife, you had better stop thinking about it for now. Rather than dwelling on this matter, you should focus on conceiving Prince Liang’s child as soon as possible.”

Lai Manting quickly realized that if she bore a son, the position of the official wife would still be within her reach.

She must not let transient setbacks define her future!

“Aunt’s words are like a timely rain upon your niece’s heart!”

Consort Xian gave her a sidelong glance, “If there’s nothing else, you may leave.”

“Aunt, there is one more thing.”

“Speak.”

“Previously, both you and our family intended to place the ugly girl beside the Crown Prince as a pawn, but neither her parents nor grandmother can control her, particularly now that she resides in the Eastern Palace, making her even more difficult to manipulate.”

Hearing this, Consort Xian’s brows knitted together, “What do you mean?”

Lai Manting lowered her voice, “Now that the ugly girl’s dance and calligraphy skills are top-notch, how could such a person be willing to listen to you, Aunt?”

Consort Xian was jolted to realization.

She and the Leng Family had pushed the ugly girl forward, betrothing her to the Crown Prince partly to protect Lai Manting and partly to have the ugly girl serve as an informant next to the Crown Prince.

From the current situation, betrothing the ugly girl to the Crown Prince was akin to handing him an aide.

Consort Xian straightened up, “What clever plan do you have?”

If the girl could not be used to their advantage, then they would ruin her!

She was curious about Lai Manting’s strategy.

Lai Manting leaned close to Consort Xian’s ear and whispered, “I’ve heard the Empress Dowager wishes to change the candidate for Crown Princess Consort. If something happens to the ugly girl, no one will protect her. I believe the palace banquet provides the perfect opportunity, and then we can…”

After leaving Chenglan Palace, Lai Manting donned her cloak’s hood again, a sneer of contempt tracing her lips.

The stage was set, with people from inside and outside the palace working in collusion.

Everything was ready—except for the little girl’s attendance at the palace banquet!

—

In the middle of the night.

All was quiet beneath the night sky.

There was a significant disturbance coming from the direction of the Crown Prince’s bedroom, audible even to Leng Yu Yan at Tingfeng Garden.

She got out of bed and opened her door to ask Miao Zhu, “What has happened?”

Miao Zhu replied, “They say His Highness suffered a bout of his cold disease in the middle of the night and has fallen unconscious in the bathhouse. Now everyone is in a fuss over whether to call the imperial doctor, but even if the imperial physician comes, he will be of no use. So there’s complete chaos over by the Crown Prince’s bedroom.”

“Let’s go and see.”

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