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

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Using Someone Else’s Hand

Inside the Eastern Palace carriage.

Ye Yiheng looked down at the hand clutching his arm.

Her hand was very small, which made it easy for his to envelop hers completely.

And her fingers were slender and pale, appearing very…

Seeing that he remained silent, Leng Yu Yan grew anxious, “Just now, Your Highness said you would spare me if I guessed correctly. Are you going to break your promise?”

Ye Yiheng withdrew his gaze and spoke indifferently, “Remember what you just said, and for now, I’ll spare you.”

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan relaxed completely, yet she remained vigilant toward him.

Ye Yiheng, seeing this, furrowed his handsome brows—she was timid enough to strike him, yet at times when she was before him, especially when they were alone, she was terrified to the extreme.

Women truly are a strange and contradictory breed!

—

Ji Qingyu returned to Marquis Jiangyang Mansion.

Eunuch Ye proclaimed the imperial decree, “By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees that Ji Qingyu, the Princely Heir of Marquis Jiangyang Mansion, is virtuous and talented, with an extraordinary presence. He is hereby conferred the title of Prince, with the name ‘Qing.’ Let it be respected!”

After the imperial decree was read, Eunuch Ye repeatedly conveyed his congratulations, “Congratulations, Prince Qing!”

Ji Qingyu accepted the imperial edict. Seeing not a word mentioned about arranging a marriage on the gold-embossed text, his expression lightened.

Hearing no mention of a marriage arrangement in the proclamation, Ye Yuan quickly asked, “Eunuch Ye, may I be informed which family’s daughter the Emperor intends to grant to my son?”

“The Eldest Princess, the matter is as such: the Emperor currently has several families in mind, and in due course will allow the Prince to see each daughter in turn. Only then will the choice be settled, as marriage is a lifelong matter,” said Eunuch Ye.

Hearing this, Ji Qingyu felt extremely relieved. No matter which family’s daughters they were, when the time came, he simply wouldn’t choose any of them.

However, on this matter, his Uncle Emperor was being kinder to him than to that Ye Yiheng fellow.

He thought back to the recent past when his Uncle Emperor had not bothered to ask Ye Yiheng for agreement and directly granted him the ugly girl from the Leng Family.

Thinking back now, he really wanted to laugh in Ye Yiheng’s face.

It was a pity Ye Yiheng was a blind man, only able to hear his laughter. If Ye Yiheng could see the disdain on his face, that would be even more satisfying.

Eunuch Ye smiled from ear to ear, “Now that the decree has been announced, Prince Qing should immediately enter the palace to express gratitude.”

Ji Qingyu’s brows lifted in joy, “Of course.”

The Eldest Princess couldn’t help but be overjoyed. She didn’t know if it was because of the incident from years ago, but her brother the Emperor had conferred her son as a Commandery Prince.

That was good as well. From now on, Qingyu could be an idle Prince, without concerns for food or clothing.

As for the choice of a delicate wife, didn’t Eunuch Ye say that Qingyu himself needed to make the selection? If he chose that girl named Li Yu, then two of his son’s life events would be happily resolved!

Marquis Jiangyang, Ji Liancheng, watched the mother and son, feeling somewhat complex emotions.

He was the father, the Marquis.

Ji Qingyu was the young one, the Young Master, the Marquis Mansion’s Princely Heir.

But now, the young one had been conferred as a Prince, his status shooting up dramatically, bypassing him and going over his head.

Among the family of three, the one with the lowest status was now him, the father.

Wasn’t that so?

His wife was the Eldest Princess, his son a Prince, and he came last, a mere Marquis.

No matter how Marquis Jiangyang thought about it, it didn’t sit well with him.

However, he was supposed to be happy, for it was his own son after all.

But…

Could he still beat his son happily in the future?

Soon after, Ji Qingyu entered the palace to give thanks.

He first went to Xiande Hall to thank the Emperor, then, as commanded, he proceeded to the Ministry of Rites.

Being conferred as a Prince, suddenly everything became more complicated—he had to be involved in all the ceremonial protocols. The production of his Prince’s Clothes and court uniform required personal measurements. Even his private seal needed to be re-engraved.

Thus, for the time being, he had to set aside personally waiting for Li Yuzhi at the restaurant.

—

Leng Yu Yan followed Ye Yiheng back to the Eastern Palace.

When Fan Minmin saw the two returning together, she thought her scheme to create discord had succeeded.

A smile played on her lips, and she sauntered over, her voice gentle and soft, “Cousin, don’t be angry. Your wife must have been forced by Heir Lai.”

Leng Yu Yan was taken aback for a moment.

She quickly realized that someone’s grimness today might have been because he believed Fan Minmin’s malicious gossip.

Before, she had thought about asking Miao Zhu to find out what Fan Minmin liked to eat, but she didn’t expect her to be so troublesome.

It’s just that she didn’t know what exactly Fan Minmin and Ye Yiheng had said while she left with Li Yuyue and Lai Jiajia.

Whatever was said, it surely wasn’t good.

Since Fan Minmin was being so troublesome, it would be fitting for her to marry someone violent and gloomy. @@novelbin@@

Green tea with a gloomy person – what a matching pair!

She needed to save her life and stay as far away from him as possible!

Especially after the experience of being choked by him in the horse carriage, Leng Yu Yan was more determined than ever to stay away from him!

“Lady may have misunderstood. Brother Lai was merely asking for my help,” Leng Yu Yan said with a smile, her eyes curving into crescents, “It’s almost noon, why not come to my courtyard for lunch?”

Ye Yiheng was startled.

It was clearly the words spoken by Fan Minmin that had led him to misunderstand.

As clever as she was, how could Leng Yu Yan not understand, yet still invite Minmin to eat at Tingfeng Garden?

Fan Minmin felt terribly guilty and waved her hands frantically, “There’s no need, I wouldn’t want to bother your wife.”

“Lady seems reluctant to visit Yu Yan then,” Leng Yu Yan’s brows furrowed slightly, she’s adept at sowing discord, but too cowardly to even visit her courtyard.

How could she possibly bring them together then?

While speaking, Leng Yu Yan’s mind was racing. If Fan Minmin didn’t do something outrageous, how could she leave the Eastern Palace, how could she make Fan Minmin replace her in marrying him?

Coming up with an idea, Leng Yu Yan raised her hand to her forehead, “I’m feeling a bit unwell, could you please assist His Highness back to the bedroom?”

Fan Minmin pointed at herself, somewhat disbelieving, “Me?”

Leng Yu Yan smiled innocently, “Eunuch Song Guo is not by His Highness’s side, and Lady is more considerate and familiar with His Highness’s temperament than I am. It would trouble you then.”

Ye Yiheng: “…”

What is this woman playing at?

Seeing his lips pressed tightly together, Leng Yu Yan felt a bit of secret pleasure. She leaned in and whispered so that only the two of them could hear, “Your Highness cannot see, naturally, someone should assist you.”

She added at the end, “Take care not to give us away!”

Having said that, she turned and gracefully walked away.

Fan Minmin was momentarily surprised, such a good opportunity to get close to her cousin, and it was being handed to her?

This ugly girl from the Leng family must be very self-aware, knowing that her cousin didn’t fancy her.

She couldn’t suppress the urge to laugh, but fearing others would notice, she quickly tamped down the smile, “Cousin, let Minmin assist you.”

As she extended her hand toward Ye Yiheng’s arm…

Ye Yiheng took two quick steps forward, catching up with Leng Yu Yan and grabbed her wrist, “Cousin, in the end, we are from two different households.”

Leng Yu Yan stumbled from his pull but managed to regain her footing, “Your Highness, I am not feeling well.”

“Just now you were lively and bouncing around. To assist me, how can the Crown Princess Consort delegate to someone else?”

As he spoke, he applied pressure on her wrist.

Leng Yu Yan forced a smile, not yet able to say another word, when he pulled her along.

In the end, who was assisting whom?

Once they reached a secluded place, Leng Yu Yan could no longer hold back, “Hey, can you pretend that you also cannot see right now, what does dragging me along mean?”

“Don’t worry, in my Eastern Palace, I am the one who makes the decisions.”