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

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Far Away from Loneliness Point

Before she touched the half of her face that had previously been blemished, Ye Yiheng had already fully seen her face.

Snowy skin and striking beauty, black hair, red lips.

Her beauty was extraordinary, her appearance dazzling.

She possessed a face so stunning it was heart-stopping.

No wonder at the palace banquet, after she removed her veil, she easily captured everyone’s attention.

Seeing him staring at her, his gaze sharp and piercing, Leng Yu Yan withdrew the hand she had placed on her face, her fine, long eyelashes trembling slightly.

“Your Highness, I heard you fainted in Cining Palace, are you all right?”

Suddenly, Ye Yiheng teleported behind her, his long arm stretched out, his large hand gripping her slender shoulder, forcefully pinning her between his body and his arm.

“Do you also wish for my early death?”

His voice was cold and forbidding, carrying a chilling murderous intent.

Leng Yu Yan was greatly alarmed, a warning bell going off in her mind.

Had he encountered some displeasure?

Or perhaps, did some in the Imperial Palace wish for his early demise, and he found out?

“Your Highness, have you encountered something troubling?”

Ye Yiheng replied icily, “If I were to die early, you wouldn’t have to marry me, would that please you?”

His breath was faintly cold as it fell near her ear along with her hair, causing her body to shiver involuntarily.

Not only that, his other hand climbed up her slender neck.

His touch was threatening yet hesitant, causing her heart to tremble uncontrollably, her voice quivering as she spoke, “Or is it that Your Highness has experienced some displeasure in the Imperial Palace?”

“Displeasure?” Ye Yiheng sneered.

He had asked her if she also wished for his early death, yet she dodged the question, seemingly eager to avoid the topic, which likely meant she did wish for his demise.

Outside the bedroom, a sudden fierce wind arose, followed by a swift downpour.

As fallen flowers and leaves scattered, a moist, cool breeze blew in from the doors into the bedroom.

Forced against his slightly cool body, suddenly exposed to the cool breeze, Leng Yu Yan shuddered.

Ye Yiheng felt it, his brows furrowing coldly as he withdrew the hand he had thought about using to choke her.

Yet, her body was extremely warm.

Embracing her like this, inexplicably, he felt a peace he had never experienced before.

Just now in Cining Palace, his irritation stirred by the indifferent discussion between the Imperial Grandmother and the Father Emperor had been soothed.

Holding her captive this way, her soft hair pressed against his chest; not only that, he seemed to hear the powerful beating pulse at her neck.

She did not struggle, simply standing there allowing him to restrain her.

A corner of his heart involuntarily softened, gradually loosening the grip of his arms around her.

Seeing him relax a bit, Leng Yu Yan carefully turned slightly, catching a glimpse of his stern profile and the exquisite line of his jaw.

The fresh red mark at the corner of his lips made her frown, and she asked softly, “Your Highness, you spat blood, may I check your pulse?”

“No need.”

He coldly refused, his handsome brows tightly furrowed.

The young girl in front of him had bright, clear eyes and dense, sweeping lashes. A few strands of her hair, blown by the wind, brushed across her cheek, highlighting her flawless, porcelain-white skin like sculpted jade.

Leng Yu Yan turned back, sighing softly, wondering why this man was so frail as to faint and spit blood.

Exactly who was repeatedly poisoning him?

Her pleasant scent lingered at the tip of his nose, causing Ye Yiheng’s heartbeat to grow chaotic.

This uncontrollable feeling displeased him greatly.

What aggravated him further was the thought that he could not bear to let her go no matter what!

Could it be because she understood the state of his blindness, or because she could perform acupuncture to rouse him from his cold disease-induced stupor, that he found her useful?

Gradually, the calm inside him was abruptly replaced by irritation.

All of a sudden, he pushed her away.

“Stay away from me!”

Leng Yu Yan stumbled forward a few steps from his shove before she managed to steady herself.

She stared at him in a daze, his phoenix eyes deep as the sea, like the sky without an end.

Wasn’t it just moments ago that he had half-encircled her, imprisoning her?

Now he was pushing her away as if she were a venomous serpent or a fierce beast.

Ye Yiheng also gazed at her, her eyes lively and radiant, like clouds dispersing light or stars tangled in brilliance, shockingly bright.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Yiheng clenched his fists, using his inner strength to control his restlessness, and coldly commanded, “Get out!”

Leng Yu Yan was taken aback, her clear eyes seemingly misted with water vapor.

She bent her knees slightly and then turned to leave.

She shouldn’t have softened her heart to visit him.

Reaching the entrance of the bedroom, the wild wind was chaotic, and the slanting rain poured down, doing nothing to stop her heart from wanting to leave this place as quickly as possible.

Leng Yu Yan stepped into the rain.

Seeing her rush directly into the rain, Song Guo hurriedly chased after her with an umbrella, “Miss, be careful of catching cold!”

Leng Yu Yan nodded slightly, “Thank you!”

However, even with the umbrella, her clothes were still mostly soaked.

Returning to Tingfeng Garden, Leng Yu Yan instructed Miao Zhu to serve Song Guo a bowl of ginger tea, then she went to change her clothes.

Song Guo gratefully drank the ginger tea and immediately went back to the Crown Prince’s bedroom.

Although his clothes were also largely wet, the miss was truly kind-hearted, treating him personally like the Crown Prince, even offering him ginger tea.

How could His Highness let Miss Lai leave like that in such heavy rain?

Just as Song Guo was trying to understand this, upon entering the inner room, he saw his master with blood-red eyes, the whole figure trembling.

He swallowed the question on his lips and hastily called for Mo Chen.

Together, they helped Ye Yiheng to the rear bath.

“Crown Prince’s cold disease is acting up so frequently, what should we do?” Song Guo was anxiously worried.

Mo Chen urgently said, “I will go find Miss Lai to perform acupuncture.”

Ye Yiheng slowly said, “No need.”

It was that woman who had caused his cold disease to flare up so often, should he keep her by his side, or keep her away?

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Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, Leng family.

Lai Manting opened the window, letting the rain strike her.

Jinju came over to advise, “Miss, if you get cold from the rain, Prince Liang will be worried.”

Lai Manting laughed at herself mockingly, her initial plan to ruin the little girl’s innocence at the palace banquet during Shangsi Festival had already been executed.

Unfortunately, the plot had failed, and Consort Xian had lost many of her confidantes.

Not only that, after the palace banquet, the young girl’s extremely glorious beauty had spread throughout the capital.

It made her become the wicked elder sister, jealous not only of her sister’s beauty but also trampling the reputation she had accumulated over time into the dust.

Thinking of the little girl’s flawless face and the awe-inspiring beauty, Lai Manting wished she could scratch her face with her fingertips.

Tomorrow would be the Shangsi Festival, how should she vent her anger?

Lai Manting turned her head towards Jinju, “Make my nails sharper.”

“Yes, miss,” Jinju replied, closed the window, and then helped her walk toward the table.

—

The next day, Shangsi Festival.

As the Imperial College was on holiday, seizing the opportunity, Leng Yu Yan took Miao Zhu to the previously arranged meeting with Mi Xinrong for the leg treatment.

They set off in the dim light of dawn, took a hired horse carriage, and went directly to the agreed location.

An hour had passed by the time the gatekeeper informed Ye Yiheng of their departure.

Ye Yiheng was angered, “Why wasn’t I informed earlier?”

Last night he was still debating whether to keep her close or to distance her.

Today, she had escaped like this!

How bold!