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

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Only Death Departs

Li Yuyue escorted Leng Yu Yan to the main entrance of the Eastern Palace.

After saying goodbye to Li Yuyue at the entrance, Leng Yu Yan held an umbrella in one hand and a food box in the other as she walked toward Tingfeng Garden.

No sooner had she returned than someone went to report to Ye Yiheng.

“Your Highness, Miss Lai has returned.”

Ye Yiheng had an expressionless face.

It was already past 7 p.m., but she knew to come back.

Just then, a knock sounded on the study door.

Fan Minmin entered with a late-night snack and softly spoke, “What has upset cousin?”

The reporting attendant said, “Lady, Miss Lai has only just returned now.”

“Leave.”

Ye Yiheng’s voice was very faint.

Indifferent to joy or anger.

The attendant immediately withdrew.

Fan Minmin placed the late-night snack in front of Ye Yiheng, comforting, “Cousin, don’t be upset! Miss Lai and Heir Lai are relatives, and it’s only natural for him to escort her back at night for safety.”

The attendant who had just left the study frowned upon hearing this.

He hadn’t mentioned that it was Heir Lai who had escorted Miss Lai back. How did Lady know this?

And he couldn’t see any displeasure from his master—why did Lady think His Highness was upset? @@novelbin@@

No longer pondering his master’s thoughts, he shook his head and hastened his steps out of the pavilion.

Ye Yiheng pushed the bowl away with his hand. “If Minmin has no affairs, please retire to rest first.”

“Cousin can’t see, Minmin can take care of cousin here.”

“No need.”

“Is cousin trying to send Minmin away?”

“Step out,” he said, pointing his slender, pale, distinct fingers toward the door.

Fan Minmin felt wronged; her cousin had never treated her like this before.

Could it be that her excuse of staying over in the Eastern Palace because of the rain upset her cousin, or was it because Heir Lai brought Miss Lai back?

Fan Minmin was puzzled.

Meanwhile, Leng Yu Yan had returned to Tingfeng Garden.

Due to today’s calligraphy conference, the academy dismissed early.

Miao Zhu had gone to the academy to pick up her young miss, but by then, the academy had already dismissed. After asking the gatekeeper, she learned her young miss had won the top place and returned to the Leng Family with the sixth miss.

So, she went back to the Eastern Palace.

Upon seeing her young miss returning with a food box, she hurriedly greeted her, took the food box to place it on the table, and moved the umbrella aside.

“Miss, did you come back late from the Leng Family because it was raining today?”

Leng Yu Yan sighed lightly, “I was delayed at grandmother’s place, so I came back late.”

At that moment, Song Guo arrived, “Miss Lai, His Highness has requested you.”

Leng Yu Yan glanced at the rain, which showed no signs of weakening, “Is there an urgent matter? If not, let’s talk tomorrow.”

“His Highness’s request must be urgent.”

Even if it wasn’t urgent, His Highness is the Crown Prince—how could she disobey?

Catching the implication in his words, Leng Yu Yan smiled faintly, “Then please lead the way.”

Miao Zhu immediately picked up the umbrella and left Tingfeng Garden with Leng Yu Yan.

Thirty minutes later, Leng Yu Yan arrived inside Ye Yiheng’s study.

With such heavy rain, her shoes and socks were already soaked. Seeing someone sitting crisply dressed, she felt slightly irritated.

“Not knowing what His Highness has invited me for,”

As she spoke, her gaze swept across his desk, where a bowl of soup was placed, seemingly untouched.

Ye Yiheng remained silent, quietly watching her through his eye veil.

People always called her a worthless simpleton, hardly knowing a few big characters.

Yet at today’s morning calligraphy conference, she had won first place.

Was this supposed to be a surprise?

Seeing his silence, Leng Yu Yan smiled coldly, “Lady came over, you might not need this late-night snack; it is probably cold already.”

Song Guo was puzzled, “How does Miss know that Lady came over?”

“The scent of her body lingers in this room,” Leng Yu Yan replied with a gentle smile, then she turned to Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, it’s better to drink it while it’s hot, so as not to waste Lady’s good intentions. The thoughtfulness of a woman’s heart is as fine as hair, Your Highness might not see it, but I clearly can. The designs adorning this soup must have taken much effort.”

Suddenly, Ye Yiheng commanded, “Song Guo, leave.”

“Yes, Your Highness,” Song Guo responded and withdrew.

Now only Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan remained in the study.

With no one else present, Leng Yu Yan decided to speak frankly, “Actually, Your Highness and Lady are quite compatible. I do not wish to wade into these troubled waters, so please ask the Emperor to revoke the marriage decree.”

Ye Yiheng stood up abruptly, “Do you realize what you are saying?”

“I know, please ask the Emperor to cancel our engagement!”

“Honestly, that is impossible.”

“Why?”

“After my grand wedding, it will be the time when Father Emperor deposes the Crown Prince. If I propose canceling the engagement, what do you think Father Emperor would presume?”

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan furrowed her brows, “The Emperor will think that you do not wish to be deposed.”

“I didn’t expect my Crown Princess Consort not only to have profound calligraphy skills but also to understand Father Emperor’s thoughts so clearly,” he said, his voice low and tone cool.

“There’s no need to drag me down though, Lady adores you so much, you two are a match!”

“I’ve said before, if you behave, I won’t touch you. But today…”

During his words, Ye Yiheng moved with instant teleportation.

His slender, jade-like fingers reached straight for her delicate neck—

Scenes from a dream flashed through Leng Yu Yan’s mind like a fast-forward montage.

Her hands in the dream overlaid with those before her now.

She remembered, in her dreams his hands were extremely cold, like bitter ice and snow, devoid of warmth.

She slowly, resignedly closed her eyes.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the skin on her neck, Ye Yiheng retracted his hand.

Her neck was slender; if he truly squeezed, a little force would be enough to break it.

Moreover, the whiteness of her neck was so startling that he couldn’t bear to look closely, hastily turning his head away.

“Won’t you dodge?”

His crisp male voice fell from above her head.

Leng Yu Yan then opened her eyes.

She saw him very close to her, his medicinal scent encircling her nose.

It’s undeniable, he possessed a good appearance.

Yet, clearly being a man of refined beauty, his brow harbored a blend of sinister severity and brutal coldness.

What a terrible personality!

And her body, recently healed from poison, was truly uncooperative; she still couldn’t stride away.

From the moment she saw his hands coming towards her, her legs seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to dodge, but seeing his hands approach in such a manner made her body uncontrollably tremble.

The feeling of being tormented by him in her dreams surged up altogether, making it impossible for her to breathe.

Her entire body was limp and weak, devoid of any strength to resist.

Even though he had retracted his hand now, she still could not recover immediately.

“Does Your Highness wish to kill me?”

Given his instant teleportation abilities, she truly was no match for him.

If he really wanted to kill her, she would definitely not leave this study alive.

He didn’t answer her; Ye Yiheng spoke for himself, “You are my fiancée, and that is unchangeable.”

Leng Yu Yan moved her fingers slightly, quietly stepping back two steps, “Then, can we divorce after getting married?”

Noticing her distancing herself, Ye Yiheng turned back, his phoenix eyes under the eye veil staring directly into hers, “Even after marriage, there is no divorce.”

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s eyebrows twisted, “Why?”

“Only death can part us!”

His tone was indifferent, revealing no hint of emotion.