On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 186: 186 A Night's Stay
Chapter 186: Chapter 186 A Night’s Stay
Upon second thought, if she stayed with him, her safety seed guaranteed.
Worst case, he’d bite her neck again, which was still better than being abducted by villains.
Thinking this, Leng Yu Yan nodded her head.
The group arrived at the dilapidated house Mo Chen and Ruofeng had found.
Mo Chen picked up so firewood under the eave and lit a torch to illuminate the inside, revealing that the place was probably a woodcutter’s temporary shelter.
The walls were cracked and, despite the ruinous exterior, the interior was relatively tidy.
Leng Yu Yan looked around and was quite pleased with the place, then smiled at Mo Chen and Ruofeng and thanked them, “You both have good eyes and luck, tonight we have a place to stay.”
“Lady Yu Yan, what are you talking about? It’s my duty!” Mo Chen said while observing the expression of his Highness.
Seeing that His Highness was not displeased, he knew he had done the right thing.
Ruofeng went to feed the horses at the door while Song Guo lit a fireplace and took a small pot from the carriage to cook dicine for Ye Yiheng.
Miss Miao Zhu found a secluded corner behind the stack of firewood, cleaned it up, and then placed a bundle on the ground for Leng Yu Yan to rest.
Having brought so dried food for an overnight break, Ye Yiheng’s group, aside from the preserves and eye dicine in the carriage, probably had nothing else to eat.
Thinking this, Leng Yu Yan took out a box of dried food: “Miao Zhu, take this over and let them share so.”
Miss Miao Zhu frowned as she took it: “Miss, this was made by Chun Xia!”
Leng Yu Yan raised her index finger, signaling her to keep her voice down.
“No worries, we still have plenty.”
Miss Miao Zhu then moved and passed the box to Song Guo, who was cooking the dicine, and said to Ye Yiheng, who was still sitting on a rock, overly dignified, “Your Highness, this was brought by our miss.”
Song Guo opened the box, which was neatly filled with more than ten pieces of dried food akin to thick pancakes, exuding a fragrance that whetted the appetite.
“They look delicious, thank you Lady Yu Yan, thank you Miss Miao Zhu!” Song Guo rose with a smile and handed a piece to Ye Yiheng, then added, “I was just thinking we’d go hungry tonight. It’s no big deal if I stay hungry, but if Your Highness does, it’s my fault. Now that we have food, it’s really good! Indeed, won are ticulous!”
Ye Yiheng leisurely bit into it, the taste thoroughly pleasant, and praised, “Indeed, not bad!”
“That’s right, it’s a recipe our miss specifically ca up with in the spring,” almost revealing Chun Liu Xia Tao, Miss Miao Zhu quickly corrected herself, “it includes minced at, very filling and tasty!”
Ye Yiheng and others were already starving, except for Ruofeng who was still outside feeding the horses, and the few inside were entirely unaware that Linqing Pavilion had a maid nad Chun.
So they did not pay attention to the first half of what Miss Miao Zhu said.
Leng Yu Yan behind the stack of firewood sighed in relief.
Seeing his Highness eat with relish, Song Guo felt content, then handed pieces to Mo Chen and Ruofeng, and also ate one himself.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yiheng finished one piece and asked Song Guo, “Another piece.”
The pancake was as large as a man’s palm, and one piece was quite filling, but his Highness truly seed hungry.
Song Guo hurriedly handed him another piece.
Ye Yiheng ate it leisurely.
At that mont, Mo Chen and Ruofeng also asked, “Give us each another piece, please.”
Your Highness coldly said, “Hmm?”
The two imdiately withdrew their hands.
Song Guo then realized, recalling what Miss Miao Zhu had said, that this was a recipe written by Lady Yu Yan, and so his Highness treasured it.
Leng Yu Yan laughed and ca out from behind the firewood stack, “We’ve burned a lot of energy on the journey, might as well consider this box our dinner. If you want more, I still have so.”
Mo Chen and Ruofeng then contentedly ate another piece.
Ye Yiheng had no expression on his face and after a mont, asked Wen Songguo, “Is the dicine ready?”
Song Guo blew on the dicine and handed over the small dicine cup, “It’s ready, just perfect, Your Highness, please be careful, it’s hot.”
Ye Yiheng tilted his head back and drank the liquid dicine.
He suddenly coughed violently, first from the scalding heat and then from the bitterness.
Song Guo, holding a brocade box of preserved fruits, hesitated whether to pass it or not.
Seeing this, Leng Yu Yan opened the lid of the box, took out a piece of dried plum, and placed it in Ye Yiheng’s hand.
“I tried it this afternoon. It’s sour and sweet, quite tasty. Why don’t you try it, Your Highness?”
Ye Yiheng slowly put the dried plum in his mouth, and indeed, the bitterness in his mouth was neutralized. Instantly, the fragrant scent of the dicine erged, and he unwittingly smiled.
Song Guo was overjoyed.
For over ten days, he had been urging His Highness to eat so preserved fruits after taking his dicine, but His Highness had never done so.
But now, he actually ate it.
His Highness really treated Lady Yu Yan differently!
That night, Leng Yu Yan and Miss Miao Zhu rested on this side of the woodpile, while Ye Yiheng and others rested on that side.
With the high woodpile as a dividing line, they did not disturb each other, and the night passed quietly.
However, unexpectedly, when they got up the next day, Leng Yu Yan was shocked to find that Mo Chen and Ruofeng had suffered injuries of varying degrees, and Song Guo’s palm was also wounded.
Ye Yiheng was uninjured, but a corner of his robe was slashed.
“What happened?” Leng Yu Yan’s heart skipped a beat as she looked towards the courtyard and saw many signs of a struggle.
She had slept through it all!
Song Guo explained, “So bandits ca last night, wanting to steal our horses and money. There were many bandits, so we all got injured, but fortunately, His Highness was unhard, and Lady Yu Yan and Miss Miao Zhu were not woken up.”
Mo Chen wiped his face and said, “They are just minor wounds, not a big deal.”
Ruofeng, looking at his own hand, added, “Yes, this here on the back of my hand, it will heal in a few days, it’s nothing serious.”
“Quiet!” Ye Yiheng uttered sharply.
Last night, he had seen her sleeping sweetly by Miss Miao Zhu, and not willing to let the villains wake her up, he had stood guard in front of their pile alone.
Mo Chen and Ruofeng took on dozens of people, and these injuries were nothing; Song Guo’s hand was injured because he was protecting the box of preserved fruits and dried foods.
Leng Yu Yan carefully examined the signs of the fight in the courtyard, feeling the aftermath of shock. If she and Miss Miao Zhu had encountered it, they might now be in the bandits’ den.
“Miao Zhu, bring out my dicine bag.”
With those words, Leng Yu Yan silently, and with skilled hands, treated the bleeding wounds of Mo Chen, Ruofeng, and Song Guo, swiftly dressing them.
The three of them took turns to thank her, and Leng Yu Yan waved her hand, “The one who should say thank you is !”
She was clear about gratitude and grudges; although she and Ye Yiheng did not get along, they had saved her and Miss Miao Zhu, and these matters needed to be distinguished clearly.
“Miao Zhu, help disinfect and dress their minor wounds,” Leng Yu Yan instructed.
Miss Miao Zhu complied and carefully treated the smaller wounds of Mo Chen, Ruofeng, and Song Guo that didn’t need dressing with a small dicine box.
Miss Miao Zhu’s eyelids were thin, and soon she teared up, “I’m sotis blunt in my speech, please don’t mind!”
The three said in unison, “Not at all, not at all.”
On the other side, Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips and gathered her courage to say to Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, please take off your clothes.”
At her words, Ye Yiheng was taken aback. What was she going to do?
Seeing his reluctance, Leng Yu Yan pressed, “I will be quick. Could you please undress, Your Highness?”
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