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

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: The Person of My Heart

“Oh?” The Emperor’s left eyebrow twitched, “Whose daughter is she?”

Ji Qingyu candidly replied, “My nephew doesn’t know whose daughter she is; he is planning to confess his feelings for her in the next few days.”

The Emperor was somewhat surprised, “This is good news, you are more impressive than Ah Heng.”

Ji Qingyu respectfully said, “The Crown Prince is blind, my nephew has good vision, thus he can choose the person he admires.”

The Emperor laughed aloud.

Seeing him laugh, Ji Qingyu took the opportunity to speak, “Uncle, about this roster of names…”

The Emperor waved his hand, “Take the roster back for now; if there is someone you fancy, you can bring her into your residence.”

“This…” Ji Qingyu’s handsome brows furrowed.

He hadn’t expected that merely mentioning it would turn it into a hot potato.

Seeing his expression, Eunuch Ye quickly spoke up, “Commandery Prince, this is His Majesty’s kindness!”

The Emperor restrained his laughter, speaking slowly, “Qingyu, you are now a Commandery Prince, and your wife must be from a suitable family. If the girl you like comes from an ordinary family, then take her as a concubine. As for your principal wife, choose one from the roster.”

His tone was neither hurried nor slow, revealing the dignified authority of someone who had held a high position for a long time.

Ji Qingyu wanted to say more, “Uncle…”

“As a Commandery Prince, you must not indulge your temper as before; it’s time to be more thoughtful,” the Emperor picked up a document from beside him, his gaze lowering, “You may leave.”

Eunuch Ye gestured invitingly with his hand.

Ji Qingyu had no choice but to perform a ceremonial bow and take his leave.

If he continued, his uncle would press him with his authority; acceptance was his only option.

He needed to return to his residence quickly to discuss with his mother, hoping his uncle would be more persuadable considering his mother’s face.

Moreover, at that time, he could simply say he chose none from the roster.

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That night.

Leng Yu Yan’s head felt slightly swollen, so she called Miao Zhu to massage her temples.

As she closed her eyes, a voice came from outside.

“Miss Lai, His Highness has sent me to bring you some medicinal soup.”

Leng Yu Yan opened her eyes and saw Song Guo leading a palace maid carrying a bowl of medicine.

“What medicine is this?”

She was a doctor, yet she detested taking medicine the most.

“Miss fainted yesterday; this is a prescription from Grand Doctor Zeng,” Song Guo respectfully placed the medicine bowl on the table.

The medicinal scent lingered at the tip of her nose; Leng Yu Yan meticulously discerned that it was a recipe for nourishment and beautifying.

“Since I’ve already woken up, there’s no need for the medicine.”

Song Guo added, “Please, miss, drink it soon so I can report back to His Highness.”

“Just leave it there; I’ll drink it later.”

“Yes.” Song Guo retreated several steps with the palace maid and left Tingfeng Garden.

After closing the door, Mrs. Zhao softly asked, “Miss, is there anything wrong with the medicine?”

“It’s for beauty and nourishment; there’s no issue.”

Miao Zhu frowned, “How could they prescribe such a medicine when Miss fainted?”

“My body is fine; the fainting was caused by another reason. I guess the physician prescribed this just to have something to report.”

The things in her dream had triggered a physiological reaction in her.

Miao Zhu looked outside and picked up the medicine bowl, “I’ll go and dump this; miss hates taking medicine the most.”

“There’s a palace maid outside,” Mrs. Zhao stopped Miao Zhu and took the medicine bowl, “I will drink it; I don’t mind the bitterness.”

Having said that, she tilted her head back and drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp, then added, “It can even beautify and nourish the skin; it will help smooth this old servant’s wrinkled skin.”

Leng Yu Yan smiled at the sound.

After a quarter of an hour, Song Guo returned.

“Miss, I’ll take the medicine bowl away now.”

“Hmm.”

Setting aside their grievances, Ye Yiheng handled this matter well.

She recalled the time she had pretended to faint in the ancestral hall of the Leng Residence, when there was not even someone to cook medicinal herbs.

—

The next day, spring breezes caressed her face and the warm sun glimmered.

Leng Yu Yan woke up early with her head still throbbing and her eyelids swollen.

Unsurprisingly, she had dreamed again during the night.

She had cried for a long time in her dream.

It was incomprehensible why, of all the women he could choose from, he sought solely to torment her.

She pressed around her eyes to promote circulation, but her eyelids remained puffy.

Today, she had to participate in the preliminary contest and needed to go to the academy early, so she grabbed an egg, peeled it, and began rolling it over her eyelids as she boarded the horse carriage.

Meanwhile,

Lai Manting and Li Lu had arrived early at the teaching house, their gaze fixed on the entrance, waiting for Xu Yaxiang to appear so they could place their bets.

Finally, Xu Yaxiang showed up, moving a desk from Class B teaching house to the entrance of Class A teaching house.

Since Class A was on the outer side, students from other classes had to pass by its entrance.

Seeing Xu Yaxiang setting up her stall, Li Lu hurried over, taking out the 300 taels of silver she had saved up, “Xu Yaxiang, I bet they lose!”

Xu Yaxiang was surprised to find that the usually frugal Li Lu had money.

Her wallet contained small-denomination silver notes, silver ingots, and broken silver, totaling precisely 300 taels.

“Where did you get so much money?”

“I saved it up. I bet they lose!” Li Lu spoke softly, but there was a fierce determination in her eyes.

Xu Yaxiang, momentarily taken aback, quickly replied with a smile, “Don’t worry, they will definitely lose, and you’ll make at least a hundred taels.”

“Hmm.” Li Lu hesitantly handed over her wallet to Xu Yaxiang.

Then, Lai Manting stealthily approached and stuffed several silver notes into Xu Yaxiang’s palm.

Xu Yaxiang unfolded her hand, counted the notes—five hundred taels.

“Both of you relax, today is our day for revenge!”

Lai Manting nodded; she knew that the other students typically bet in mere taels, and rarely such large amounts. Today, they were determined to win a significant portion of the five hundred taels from that “little girl’s” team.

The “little girl” only got so little monthly allowance; how did she have one thousand taels of silver?

Last time, she had nonchalantly given Lai Jiajia 1,500 taels; perhaps she had sold Prince Liang’s Jade Pendant?

The thought infuriated Lai Manting, causing her chest to ache.

Moments later, as Leng Yu Yan passed by the entrance of Class A teaching house, Xu Yaxiang blocked her path with a gong hammer.

“Hey, ugly girl, did you cry all night thinking about having to reveal your face and shame yourself? Your eyes are as swollen as walnuts!”

Leng Yu Yan, expressionless, retorted, “I was kept awake by the thought of you kneeling and kowtowing to me; believe it or not?”

Xu Yaxiang scoffed with disdain, “Ha, keep bluffing, you’ll be the one crying later!”

She had already secured favors for Lady Cao through the teacher.

During the contest, Lady Cao’s judgment would be the final result.

No matter how well the ugly girl performed, all her connections were well-prepared; how could she possibly let the ugly girl qualify?

Thinking this, Xu Yaxiang burst out laughing and retracted the hammer.

As Leng Yu Yan entered Class D teaching house, Mi Xinmei and Luo Meng’er saw her swollen eyes and came over to greet her.

“I’m alright, just didn’t sleep well last night.”

When Lai Jiajia arrived, she immediately noticed her eyes and exclaimed, “Sister, what happened to your eyes?” @@novelbin@@

Leng Yu Yan had to explain again.

“Actually, we could all see your swollen eyes right away. Because you wear a veil, even a slight swelling around the eyes attracts all the attention and makes it especially noticeable.” While speaking, Lai Jiajia noticed the egg in Leng Yu Yan’s hand, “Sister, can I eat this egg?”

Leng Yu Yan chuckled, “I’m using it to treat my eyes, let’s not eat it, you little glutton!”

Just as Mi Xinmei and Luo Meng’er were about to agree, hearing Lai Jiajia’s last remark, they too couldn’t help but laugh.