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

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Frequent Nightmares

Leng Yu Yan offered a cool smile, yet the mirth did not reach her eyes, “Young Master speaks harsh words without even blinking an eye.”

“You!” Jian Lecheng choked, powerless to refute.

Seeing the tension, Mo Chen interjected, “Ruofeng recently wrote that he’s been working as a laborer in Linqing Pavilion, carrying water and watering herbs daily. It seems the Divine Doctor is testing his character to decide whether to come out of seclusion.”

“Young Master holds high authority; to him ordinary people are but ants.” Leng Yu Yan did not pick up on Mo Chen’s topic and released Ye Yiheng’s arm, bending her knees slightly, “Your Highness, I shall take my leave.”

Then she turned slightly, retracing her steps back the way she came.

Jian Lecheng took a deep breath, wondering if the woman held some prejudice against him.

Seeing him gaze blankly in the direction she left, unable to snap out of it for a long time, Ye Yiheng lightly coughed, “I gave you a chance to marry her for me, but do you regret it?”

Hearing this, Jian Lecheng instantly knelt and kowtowed, “Your Highness, please forgive me! I wouldn’t dare!”

From the side, Song Guo snorted, “Young Master, you’ve been staring at the Crown Princess Consort for quite some time!”

Jian Lecheng glared at Song Guo, “Stop interrupting!”

He then kowtowed again to Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, we grew up together, and from childhood, you loved beautiful things. Naturally, I was also influenced…”

At this point, he quickly slapped his own mouth, “I mean, Lai Wu, no, the Crown Princess Consort is indeed as beautiful as a fairy, and I couldn’t help but look a few times more. But, I swear, I harbored no improper thoughts!”

How could he dare to have other thoughts?

He knew the Crown Prince’s character too well.

Even if the Crown Prince had no feelings for Lai Wu, according to his nature, the woman he marries must not be coveted by others.

But, Lai Wu was indeed excessively beautiful!

How had he not noticed it before?

It was the patches that had clouded his sight.

Ye Yiheng raised an eyebrow but did not bid Jian Lecheng to rise, his gaze drifting beneath the white gauze toward Leng Yu Yan’s graceful retreating figure.

She had reacted somewhat emotionally more than once when Jian Lecheng talked about how to deal with Linqing Pavilion or how to “invite” the Divine Doctor out.

At that moment, Song Guo stepped forward, addressing Jian Lecheng, “Young Master, I don’t mean to criticize, but when the Crown Princess Consort wore the veil before, you always mocked her. I think it’s great restraint on her part that she didn’t kick you!”

Ye Yiheng then remembered that Jian Lecheng had slandered Leng Yu Yan many times.

His gaze narrowed, and he asked quietly, “When will the Xu Family’s verdict be issued?”

“The verdict has been made, but it must await the Emperor’s approval before being officially issued,” Jian Lecheng replied, seizing the opportunity to stand up.

Leng Yu Yan returned to Tingfeng Garden, pulling Miao Zhu into the inner room.

Due to her hurry, her chest heaved slightly, and she was a bit breathless as she spoke, “Chun Liu, Xia Tao, Qiubo, Dong Yan won’t be able to come to the capital for now.”

Miao Zhu poured a cup of water and handed it to Leng Yu Yan, puzzled, “Miss, why?”

“Ruofeng in Linqing Pavilion… Once he returns to the capital, my real identity…”

Miao Zhu nodded in sudden realization, “That Ruofeng, sticking like glue, so long unable to invite the Divine Doctor, doesn’t he know to come back?”

“Let’s not talk about him.” Leng Yu Yan drank a sip of water, wetting her lips, which gleamed enticingly.

Most crucially, every time Jian Lecheng talked about Linqing Pavilion, discussing how to coerce the Divine Doctor, Ye Yiheng showed no disagreement.

The Crown Prince was gloomy and tyrannical; naturally, those around him were cut from the same cloth.

It seemed, she had to keep her Divine Doctor guise tightly secured!

With this thought, Leng Yu Yan finished the water in her cup and then sprawled on the couch.

With this sprawl, her dress outlined her slender waist, creating curves so exquisite, perhaps only the most beautiful fairy in the heavens could compare.

At this scene, even Miao Zhu, who saw her every day, was captivated at the moment.

Under the heavens, her mistress was considered the most beautiful.

If her mistress truly married the inhumane Crown Prince, it would be a great injustice to her!

It is often said only mandarin ducks are envied, not immortals, but the Crown Prince, merely a shell of a man, can’t even do what a man should be able to do, which is too cruel for her mistress!

Shortly after, Miao Zhu heard a gentle and even breathing sound, bent over to look, and realized her mistress had fallen asleep.

Her mistress had woken up early today and was short on sleep.

She then carefully took a thin blanket from the side and covered Leng Yu Yan’s back with it.

She herself pulled over a small stool to sit down, leaning beside the beauty’s couch to keep watch.

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Not long after, the Crown Prince, Ninth Princess, and Prince Qing arrived at Tingfeng Garden.

Song Guo asked Mrs. Zhao, “Where is the Crown Princess Consort?”

Mrs. Zhao raised her hand and pointed to the room, feeling very anxious in her heart.

However, as she was acting deaf and mute in front of outsiders, she couldn’t inform her young mistress at the moment and had no choice but to follow them into the room.

Unexpectedly, upon entering the room, she found her mistress and Miao Zhu both fast asleep.

Beneath his white sheer veil, Ye Yiheng’s handsome eyes darkened. Leng Yu Yan was lying askew on the beauty’s couch, her nape revealing a trace of snowy whiteness where a piece of gauze had been applied over a tooth mark.

Her figure cast a beautiful curve beneath the thin blanket.

The Ninth Princess whispered, “So she’s asleep. I was wondering why she didn’t come out when she heard the noise.”

In the eyes of Ye Jiu and Ji Qingyu, the Crown Prince was completely blind; therefore, Song Guo whispered softly, “Your Highness, the Crown Princess Consort is taking an afternoon nap.”

Ye Yiheng gave a soft “hmm,” and the group then left the room.

An hour later, Leng Yu Yan shifted her position on the beauty’s couch and accidently bumped into Miao Zhu, who was leaning against the side of the couch.

Miao Zhu woke with a start, jumped up from the small stool: “Mistress, what’s wrong, did you have a nightmare again?”

Her voice was not low, rousing Leng Yu Yan, who was still in a state of sleep.

Leng Yu Yan rubbed her eyes, seemingly not yet fully awake, her voice carrying the sweet softness of someone who had just woken up: “I didn’t dream. Did I wake you with a kick?”

“It’s good you didn’t dream, it’s good you didn’t,” Miao Zhu murmured, pressing her wildly beating heart, most afraid of her mistress having nightmares.

The beauty’s couch was situated near a window in the outer room, this scene fully visible to a few people waiting in the courtyard.

Ye Yiheng frowned. Does she often have nightmares?

Mrs. Zhao seized the opportunity to emit an “euh euh euh” sound.

Leng Yu Yan heard the noise and looked out the window, only then noticing Ye Yiheng along with Ye Jiu and Ji Qingyu all watching her.

Immediately, the sleepiness vanished entirely.

She cleared her throat, “Your Highness, how come the Ninth Princess and Prince Qing are here?”

Ye Yiheng’s expression was unreadable; he shouldn’t have let Ye Jiu and Ji Qingyu come together earlier.

Ye Jiu had said he wanted to ask Leng Yu Yan some questions, while Ji Qingyu said he was here to push her wheelchair. Although knowing that Ji Qingyu just wanted to see Leng Yu Yan, with Ye Jiu present, he had allowed them both to come to the Eastern Palace, and to Tingfeng Garden.

At this moment, he deeply regretted it.

He regretted letting Ji Qingyu see Leng Yu Yan’s tranquil sleep and the softness when she had just woken up.

The way she looked just after waking, hazy and cloudlike, made him irresistibly want to reach out and caress her.

Seeing the Crown Prince silent, Ye Jiu smiled, “I was the one who wanted to come.”

Ji Qingyu suddenly asked, “Ah Yan, why do you have gauze on the back of your neck?”