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

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Whether to Marry Alone

Chapter 223 -223: Whether to Marry Alone

Her beautiful eyes met his deep, handsome ones, seeing his serious expression that seemed no joke, Leng Yu Yan was momentarily stunned.

After a long pause, she lightly pressed her lips together, wanting to say something, yet ultimately she did not ask.

Seeing her puzzled, Ye Yiheng gently persuaded, “If you marry me, Prince Zhenbei will be my father-in-law. With such a relationship, I will naturally lend a hand.”

Leng Yu Yan realized, he had said he would no longer bind her, allowing her freedom, but now he was tempting her to willingly approach him.

Although this was not him binding her, on the contrary, she was the one seeking his favor.

It seemed the roles had reversed…

Yet the result was no different.

Seeing her still dazed, Ye Yiheng, seemingly patient, added, “Otherwise, what reason do you think I should convince myself with?”

Leng Yu Yan gently nodded, it was her who had always wanted to sever ties with him.

Now the ties were indeed severed, yet here she was asking for help, if not to be criticized by others, what else?

“I have been blind for too long, my perspective has narrowed,” Ye Yiheng said indifferently, his gaze upon her, “The Commandery Princess and I have no connection whatsoever, I really can’t think of any reason to intervene.”

His eyes were dark and profound, and being stared at like that felt oppressively overwhelming. Leng Yu Yan lowered her head, refusing to look at him anymore.

She stirred her fingers, knowing full well his words were just another angle to bind her.

But, she did not want him to know, that she already understood his intentions…

“Your Highness, according to what you mean, I agree to marry you, just in exchange for your help in arranging the transfer?”

Ye Yiheng raised an eyebrow, as clever as her, how could she not understand the meaning behind his words?

He indeed wanted to see how long she would pretend to be ignorant.

Thinking this, he slowly stepped toward her, slightly bending down, his gaze fixated on her shining eyes, he said, “Indeed, that could also be said.”

Leng Yu Yan’s lips curled into a light smile, meeting his profound, ocean-like handsome eyes.

“If I could cure Your Highness’s eye ailment, may I exchange it for your assistance?”

“Oh?” Ye Yiheng straightened up, his laugh casual, “Can the Commandery Princess cure my eye ailment tonight?”

His tone was teasing, with a hint of mockery.

She had looked at his eyes before, and she hadn’t been able to cure him then, how could she cure him overnight now?

Unless the girl before him had medical skills even greater than the Divine Doctor.

“One night is indeed not enough,” Leng Yu Yan slightly frowned, biting her lip.

Ye Yiheng fiddled with the jade ring on his thumb, a flash of interest in his eyes, he lifted his eyelids again, sizing up the person before him.

The young girl before him had a delicate and tender face like suet, anxious, her long curly lashes trembled slightly, the tips of her ears also flushed red.

Seeing her biting her lip so forcefully made his heart twinge, she was biting so hard she might bleed.

He could hardly bear to bite her himself, how could she do this to herself?

With a slight frown, he suddenly moved close to her ear and asked in a low voice, “Does the Commandery Princess have anything else to offer for the trade?”

His voice was low and deep.

As he spoke, the cool, refreshing breath seemed to press right against her ear.

This sudden closeness made Leng Yu Yan release her lips and step back three paces.

Seeing her avoid him as if he were a flood or fierce beast, Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing her finally stop biting her lip, a hint of amusement appeared on his lips.

Suddenly noticing the pale imprint where she had bitten turned vividly red, it even began shining with an inviting gloss…

His eyes slightly narrowed, he hastily averted his gaze.

Leng Yu Yan lightly parted her red lips, shaking her head slightly, “No.”

Ye Yiheng caressed his fingertips, speaking slowly and evenly, “Whether to marry me or not, the Commandery Princess still has one night to consider.”

His voice was clear and cold, bereft of any emotion, and certainly devoid of love.

It seemed like he was truly just discussing a common transaction.

Leng Yu Yan pinched her fingertips, forcing herself to stay calm, her father and brothers were to set off on a campaign tomorrow, time was extremely urgent.

“The Crown Prince spoke of one night’s time to consider, if she agreed in the early morning, it would not leave him much time to handle things.”

“But his daring to say so showed he indeed had the capability.”

“However, I did not wish to marry him, nor did I want my brothers to go to the battlefield, so I found myself in a dilemma.”

“I pondered for a while but could not think of a better bargaining chip. I had no choice but to ask, ‘Your Highness, other than marrying me, is there anything else that could compel you to act?'”

“Ye Yiheng twirled the jade ring on his thumb as he walked to the window, gazing at the drizzling autumn rain, and slowly said, ‘No!'”

“His voice was cold and impersonal.”

“Like a sudden gust of autumn wind, accompanied by the rain, drifting in through the window.”

“Leng Yu Yan bowed to his retreating figure, ‘I have disturbed you.'”

“Ye Yiheng slightly turned his head, the corner of his eye catching a glimpse of her hurried departure.”

“After a long while, he spoke into the shadows, ‘Someone come.'”

“Ruo Fengmochen appeared at once, ‘Your Highness!'”

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“Leng Yu Yan returned to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.”

“On the way, she kept pondering—both in her dreams and in reality, the Turkic invasion was true, and the Emperor’s intention to destroy the Prince Zhenbei Mansion was also true.”

“In such an anxious situation, how could she keep her father and brothers at home?”

“If she told her Father King and elder brother about her dream, no one would believe her.”

“The supernatural, how absurd it sounded.”

“Unable to speak of the dream, she had to find her own way to keep her father and brothers!”

“Returning to her courtyard, Leng Yu Yan locked herself in.”

“She needed to develop a medicine quickly. The symptoms must mimic a sudden critical illness, colorless and tasteless, consuming it would make a person weak, too weak to wield a weapon, let alone go to the battlefield.”

“However, she encountered a challenging problem—the medicine, once developed, needed to be activated with alcohol.”

“Only then could its effects be triggered so that the Imperial Physicians would find nothing suspicious.”

“Her Father King and elder brother were set to leave early the next morning. She needed to create the medicine by dinner time because her father and brothers would be drinking then; this was her chance to keep them.”

“However, the development of the medicine would take at least six hours.”

“At this moment, even if she refrained from eating or drinking, by the time the medicine was ready, it would be midnight. By dinner, it would already be too late.”

“If she were to administer the medicine in the morning meal, by the time her father and brothers were on their horses and she presented them with departure drinks, it could work. But by the time the effects of the medicine kicked in, they would probably already be outside the city.”

“Given the personality of her father and brothers, they would likely force themselves to the battlefield.”

“Leng Yu Yan grew increasingly anxious, and the more anxious she became, the slower her progress in making the medicine.”

“Just when she was getting frustrated, Miao Zhu knocked and entered.”

“‘Commandery Princess, someone from the palace has come with a message that tomorrow at noon, the Emperor wishes for the Prince and the Princely Heir to enter the palace, as he wants to personally see them off.'”

“Hearing this, a wave of relief washed over Leng Yu Yan, ‘Good.'”

“The effect of the medicine could set in between the first cup of wine at the farewell banquet and its conclusion.”

“Miao Zhu continued, ‘The messenger also said that after the banquet, the Emperor will personally escort the Prince and the Princely Heir out of the city, demonstrating generous imperial grace and firmness in Tiancheng’s resolve to defeat the Turkic!'”

“Leng Yu Yan slapped the table, ‘That’s excellent!'”

“‘Commandery Princess?'”

“Miao Zhu was puzzled—wasn’t the Commandery Princess against the idea of the Prince and Princely Heir going to war?”

“‘It’s nothing. You go out first and guard the door. Don’t let anyone in!'”

“‘Yes, Commandery Princess!'”

“Miao Zhu dutifully left and stood outside the door.”

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“In the Eastern Palace, in the small building with the study.”

“Ruofeng reported, ‘Your Highness, the banquet you instructed to arrange has been prepared.'”

“Ye Yiheng sat behind the desk, not even lifting his head, ‘Has it aroused any suspicion?'”