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

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Dragged into His Arms

Ye Yiheng’s expression was icy, silent.

Leng Yu Yan bit her lip, where he gripped her wrist was painfully sore.

This man claimed to be sickly weak, yet his movements were extremely formidable, and his strength surprisingly immense.

She shook her hand, “I don’t have time to indulge your madness, if there’s something you want, just say it, don’t pull and drag me!”

Ye Yiheng, as if he had not heard her, still pinned her hand, no matter how she shook it or tried to pry it off, it was useless.

Outside the horse carriage.

Li Yuyue stopped the carriage from moving, “Your Highness, if you have something to say, please speak clearly!”

Seeing this, Jian Lecheng pushed him, “Heir Lai, you are in the wrong here, bringing the two sisters along with you to the Treasure Building, that’s really something!”

Li Yuyue laughed in anger, suddenly grabbed his hand and twisted it down forcibly, “Mr. Jian, someone with as little strength as you, I do not wish to waste words.”

Jian Lecheng was choked by his words, nearly breaking his hand, a tearing pain at the joint almost pulling apart, immediately his breath couldn’t come, his face turning bright red.

After a while, he grimaced and cried, “Painful, painful, painful!”

What a rash man!

Song Guo quickly tried to pacify, “Heir Lai, please calm down, Young Master doesn’t know kung fu!”

Inside the carriage.

Hearing the noise outside, Ye Yiheng realized he had been pinching her wrist for a while and then let go, slowly sitting back down, “Come back to the Eastern Palace with me.”

His tone was stable, without a ripple.

This man was adept at hiding his emotions, Leng Yu Yan felt that his current calm was the calm before a storm.

Anyway, she couldn’t stay calm!

Why did he pull her hand, she didn’t want to be involved with him!

Pulling up her sleeve to look, where he had pinched her wrist, the red marks left by his fingers were clearly visible.

Angered, she glared at him, “I have unfinished business and will not return for now.”

“You have to return whether you want to or not!”

Looking at his expression becoming colder and harder than before, Leng Yu Yan huffed, “We are not yet married, why are you being so controlling?”

Ye Yiheng’s eyebrows lifted slightly, “To disobey me is to be unruly.”

With those words, his handsome face was covered with a layer of cold frost, like the winter frost meeting severe cold.

Leng Yu Yan was infuriated.

What did he mean by unruly?

She was just strolling the streets with Brother Lai and her sister, did he need to drag her away as if catching an adulterer?

The angrier she thought, the more her chest heaved intensely, she couldn’t hold it in anymore, fearing she would speak unpleasantly, and with a surge of frustration, she got up to leave the carriage.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yiheng took a quick step, his large palm once again clasped her delicate white wrist, pulling her towards him.

Caught off guard, Leng Yu Yan was pulled into his embrace, her cheek tightly pressed against his chest.

His strength was so great that she was barely able to resist.

Following that, the carriage shook violently.

Li Yuyue outside the carriage called out, “Yu Yan, what happened, are you alright?”

Lai Jiajia also shouted, “Sister, if there’s anything wrong, give us a shout!”

The atmosphere inside the carriage froze in an instant.

Leng Yu Yan’s body was rigid, the breath of the man beside her was extremely close, his breathing spraying on the top of her head, forehead, and face. Even though she was wearing a veil, his breath still found its way, lingering at her nose.

Hearing no response from inside the carriage, Lai Jiajia raised her voice, “Sister, I’m coming to save you!”

The next instant, it seemed Mo Chen had stopped her.

“Why can’t I save my sister?”

The two inside the carriage then realized, and like a shock, they separated, their awkwardness filling the carriage.

Leng Yu Yan felt uncomfortable, calling out to the outside, “Brother Lai, sister, I’m fine.”

Ye Yiheng frowned, with a grim face, “Sit properly!”

Leng Yu Yan turned her face away, not looking at him, “What if I don’t want to sit?”

“Then don’t blame me for doing something,” Ye Yiheng went back to his original position, leisurely straightening out his robe.

The voice was calm, the words didn’t seem feigned, as if he truly intended to do something.

Moreover, in the dream aboard the horse carriage, she had been pressed down into the seat by him, and then against the carriage wall…

The frenzied scene was heart-thumping.

Leng Yu Yan moved her lips, and grudgingly settled down next to him, her gaze fixed intently on his veiled eyes.

With the veil covering them, his eyes were not visible, curiosity bubbled up, and she waved her hand in front of his eyes.

The man suddenly said, “I am blind in one eye.”

Though he said so, the eyes beneath the veil were unblinkingly staring at her.

Leng Yu Yan felt her teeth itch with irritation, feeling as if this man was staring at her without restraint, truly wishing she could remove the veil and take a closer look.

Thinking this, the corners of her lips curled up, and she quickly made a move.

In a flash, her wrist was caught by him once more.

Seeing this, Leng Yu Yan wasn’t annoyed, and promptly extended her other hand.

Her fingertips were only an inch away from pulling off his eye veil when unexpectedly, her heartbeat accelerated.

Yet, just as she touched the veil, this hand too was captured by him.

Ye Yiheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and his voice, clear and deep, questioned, “Does the Crown Princess Consort wish to get close to me?”

If his eyes couldn’t be seen, then she would take his pulse.

Although the pulse couldn’t fully reflect the condition of the eyes, it could reveal something.

Leng Yu Yan channeled her inner strength into her palm, twisted her wrist nimbly, and grabbed his wrist, “Ha, you grab my hand, why can’t I grab yours?”

His pulse was sometimes steady, sometimes erratic… @@novelbin@@

Before she had a chance to discern the pulse further, his large palm turned again, enveloping her whole hand.

And precisely hit a pressure point on her wrist, forcing her to be unable to exert any inner strength.

She couldn’t move her arm, but she could still move her legs.

Just as her leg was about to kick out, Ye Yiheng leaned to the side, one large hand immediately clasped both her wrists together, while the other hand swiftly caught her ankle.

“You are no match for me, do you still want to fight?”

“Why not fight?” No sooner had she spoken than Leng Yu Yan quickly brought her other leg into play.

The horse carriage shook violently.

The Eastern Palace Carriage was already eye-catching, and the current scene drew even more onlookers.

“Is this the Eastern Palace Carriage?”

“Yes, the two characters for Eastern Palace are on the plate, can’t you read?”

“Just now I saw the Crown Prince pull a veiled young woman into the carriage.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, what do you think they are doing inside the carriage?”

“What good can they be doing?” someone whispered, lowering their voice, “Isn’t the Crown Prince impotent?”

The crowd laughed, “Watch your words, watch your words!”

Martial arts practitioners usually have good hearing, and if Ye Yiheng truly had an eye problem, his hearing was likely to be even better than that of a regular martial arts practitioner.

She could hear the outside chatter, and her face began to redden.

He seemed unfazed, as if the discussions weren’t about him.

Mo Chen, sitting outside at the driver’s seat, could no longer bear to listen and called into the carriage, “Your Highness?”

“Return to the Eastern Palace immediately.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Mo Chen pulled the reins and cracked the whip, “Let’s go!”

The carriage lurched forward, and the crowd immediately dispersed.

Shortly thereafter, the carriage sped away.

Jian Lecheng watched, dumbfounded.

He chased the carriage for a few steps but, unable to catch up, he returned to the front of Treasure Building.

Out of breath, he muttered, “How could Your Highness leave me behind?”

Song Guo approached him, “Young Master, I too was left behind by Your Highness.”

Jian Lecheng gave him a look, “It’s a good distance back to the Eastern Palace, we need to find a horse carriage.”