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

Chapter 136: 136: Words Don't Reflect the Heart



Chapter 136: Chapter 136: Words Don’t Reflect the Heart

The gatekeeper shook his body, “His Highness had not risen at that time, and I feared disturbing Your Highness!”

Ye Yiheng’s face darkened and his fingers twitched slightly, but his figure remained still.

Seeing His Highness silent for a long time, Mo Chen spoke hesitantly, “Your Highness, should I take someone to bring Miss Lai back?”

Ye Yiheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, “Let her be.”

If she wanted to leave, then leave.

He certainly wouldn’t go looking!

...

Leng Yu Yan and Miao Zhu arrived at the suburb of the capital and found a small courtyard at the address they agreed upon earlier.

Yesterday’s heavy rain had left the air exceptionally fresh today.

The buds on the trees had grown much overnight, and the grass on the ground appeared more tender.

Seeing such a scene, the heart once troubled by someone’s unpredictable and baffling moods yesterday, found peace.

In the courtyard, a horse was tied to a wooden post, and Mi Xinrong was already waiting.

“Lady Yu Yan,” he greeted her with a smile, patting the horse’s back, “I have a plan in mind, we’ll say that today you broke your leg from horseback riding.”

He had heard that the Fifth Miss of Lai had long since removed the blemishes from her face, and upon seeing her today, he was truly dazzled.

The lady before him, her skin porcelain white, cheeks rosy, lips red, radiated a stunning beauty that seemed to captivate the soul.

She shone like a resplendent clear moon, dazzling him to the point of unwillingness to stare too much.

Leng Yu Yan nodded, “Alright, then let’s start.”

Miao Zhu took out a small medicine box from the pack and handed Mi Xinrong the anesthesia concocted by her young lady, “Mr. Mi, this is an analgesic to relieve pain, please take it quickly.”

Mi Xinrong took it, tossed it into his mouth, and chewed it before swallowing.

Seeing this, Miao Zhu thought, this man is tough.

The medicine was extremely bitter, yet he chewed it instead of swallowing it directly.

The effects of the anesthesia were swift, and in less than the time it took for one cup of tea, it took effect.

Seeing the time was right, Leng Yu Yan carefully examined Mi Xinrong’s leg.

“I will count to three, then I will break your leg. Although you have taken the anesthesia, there will still be quite a bit of pain, please bear with it!”

Mi Xinrong smiled and nodded, “Alright, I can bear it!”

“One, two…”

With a “crack,” Leng Yu Yan cleanly and efficiently broke Mi Xinrong’s already crippled leg bone.

Her movements were so swift that Mi Xinrong couldn’t see her technique, and only when a dull pain came from his leg did he realize clearly that it was indeed broken again.

“Lady Yu Yan, did you not say you would count to three?”

Leng Yu Yan spoke solemnly, “By doing so unexpectedly, the pain will be less. Pain is not just the physical sensation, but also the psychological tension and fear which contribute significantly.”

While speaking, she skillfully set the bone, applied the splint, and tied the bandages.

The entire set of motions flowed seamlessly, meticulous and diligently performed with grave concentration.

Mi Xinrong looked at her long eyelashes casting a shadow on her eyelids, her focused expression exuding a captivating and startling allure.

With her cool and serious demeanor, it was as though an aura surrounded her, emanating the attraction of a natural-born ruler.

It made him feel the urge to bow down to her once more.

After securing the bandage, sweat dotted Leng Yu Yan’s forehead densely.

Seeing this, Miao Zhu hurried to wipe her sweat with a handkerchief, “Miss, has it been a success?”

“Ah,” Leng Yu Yan nodded, and after cleaning her hands, she took out a prescription and handed it to Mi Xinrong, “This is the recipe for the medicine. Follow it as prescribed. Remember, you must not get out of bed for three months.”

“Understood!” Mi Xinrong took the recipe with both hands, examining the strong and vigorous characters on it.

Miao Zhu added, “To put it bluntly, you must eat, drink, and take care of all bodily functions in bed. Mr. Mi, your leg is reconnected after being broken, so you absolutely must not move it, or all efforts will be wasted!”

Mi Xinrong nodded firmly, “Understood, I will remember!”

Leng Yu Yan asked indifferently, “Will someone come to take you back?”

“Yes, someone will come looking for me in half an hour.”

“Alright, be careful with your leg when they move you!”

After giving this additional instruction, Leng Yu Yan left the courtyard with Miao Zhu.

Looking at the bright spring light outside, Leng Yu Yan stretched her slim waist.

Miao Zhu smiled and suggested, “Miss, today is the Shangsi Festival, shall we also go on a spring outing?”

Since her arrival in the capital city, she hadn’t really had the chance to explore. After moving into the Eastern Palace, freedom had gradually become a luxury.

Thinking of this, Leng Yu Yan nodded in agreement, “I’ll indulge you this once.”

Eastern Palace.

Ye Yiheng originally thought that without a certain woman by his side, he’d feel at ease.

But from the moment he knew of her departure until now, he’d been utterly restless.

Sitting felt wrong, as did standing.

As he flipped through books in his study, not a single word could capture his attention.

By now, it was almost mid-morning.

By his estimate, she had been gone for two to three hours…

Ye Yiheng clenched his fist and tapped lightly on the desk, “Servants, prepare a horse!”

Song Guo quickly advised, “Your Highness, are you going to look for Miss Lai? Perhaps a horse carriage would be better.”

During the conversation, she took down an eye veil from the shelf and presented it with both hands.

Ye Yiheng picked up the eye veil and swiftly tied it around his eyes, “Then it will be the horse carriage.”

Immediately after, he strode out of the study.

Song Guo and Mo Chen quickly followed.

Their master, the Crown Prince, finally couldn’t keep his composure.

When His Highness got angry, like the fury of thunder, the consequences were too dire to contemplate.

With this in mind, Song Guo again advised, “Your Highness, perhaps Miss Lai felt mentally drained and wanted to take advantage of the Shangsi Festival to go out for leisure.”

Ye Yiheng snorted coldly, “Does she need to set off before dawn for that?”

Song Guo frowned, “Then where do we search for her?”

Hearing this, Ye Yiheng halted and turned his head, “Mo Chen, take a team of men and start from the Eastern Palace as the center and search quickly! I await your news.”

Mo Chen bowed and immediately accepted the order.

An hour later, Mo Chen returned with news.

“Your Highness, the Miss is enjoying the spring in the suburbs with Miao Zhu.”

Upon hearing this, the severe tension on Ye Yiheng’s face relaxed slightly.

To his surprise, Mo Chen continued, “There is another person with Fifth Miss Lai, I am unsure if it is appropriate to mention.”

“Speak.”

“That person is Prince Qing.”

Upon these words, Ye Yiheng quickly stood up and rushed towards the suburbs.

Leng Yu Yan and Miao Zhu walked by the riverside, with Ji Qingyu slowly following.

When they reached a scenic spot, Leng Yu Yan stopped and looked across the river at the groups of young men and women, smiling as they expressed their affections to each other.

It was only during the Shangsi Festival and Lantern Festival that one could witness such scenes in this era.

Soon after, she withdrew her gaze and asked Ji Qingyu beside her, “I saw you riding past earlier, is there some emergency?”

Ji Qingyu’s reply was a gentle smile, “No emergency. It’s just that on the Shangsi Festival, the Tian Family enclosed an area in the eastern part of the suburbs for the private enjoyment of members of the Tian and other noble families.”

Just then, a horse carriage galloped towards them.

Hearing the noise, they all turned their heads.

The horse carriage was luxurious and the plaque hanging from it shone brightly with the words “Eastern Palace”.

Feeling a sudden tension, Leng Yu Yan thought about the speed at which the carriage had approached, as if it bore anger.

She could even feel the icy, bone-chilling cold emanating from someone, an extreme cold as if from the highest peaks of an ice mountain.

Indeed, Ye Yiheng, with an eye veil covering his face, stepped down from the carriage, his gaze piercingly cold as he intensely watched her from behind the veil.

“Crown Princess Consort, perhaps you have something to explain to me?”

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