On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 637: 637: Sore Back and Weak Legs

Chapter 637: Chapter 637: Sore Back and Weak Legs

Emperor’s face darkened, “Where is the Imperial Physician?”

Eunuch Ma, treading on thin ice, responded, “At this mont, many Imperial Physicians are still at ho. It will take so ti for all the physicians from the Imperial Hospital to arrive.”

The Emperor tapped his fingers on the imperial desk, agitated by the matter concerning the Crown Prince.

At this mont, Consort Xian, having heard the news, ca to the Imperial Study.

She walked behind the Emperor and began to massage his temples with her fingers, stained with rouge.

“I have already heard about the Crown Prince,” Consort Xian glanced at the trembling Nanny Xi kneeling on the ground, her voice gentle. “Since Nanny Xi did not participate in overseeing the Crown Prince and Crown Princess Consort’s wedding night, let us rectify that today.”

The Emperor raised his eyebrows, unable to deny that Consort Xian often understood his heart and solved the urgent matters he desired clarification on.

He grasped Consort Xian’s hand, patting it, “This, indeed, is a solution.”

Consort Xian smiled sweetly, “Your Majesty, the news now is truly a joyful one. In the near future, you will have a legitimate grandson!”

The Emperor laughed heartily, “You, as always, are so understanding.” He then commanded Nanny Xi, “Handle this matter as Consort Xian suggests.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!” Nanny Xi respectfully agreed.

Not long after, Consort Xian left the Imperial Study with Nanny Xi.

anwhile, the Imperial Physicians began to arrive one after another.

Combining the news they heard this morning, they speculated that the Emperor was likely to sternly question them.

After all, it was they who diagnosed the Crown Prince with a hidden ailnt years ago.

Indeed, once all the Imperial Physicians had gathered, the Emperor bluntly asked, “Is it possible that the Crown Prince has no hidden ailnt?”

The Imperial Physicians, considering their careers, pondered carefully how to respond to ensure their safety.

If they declared the Crown Prince had no hidden ailnt, then their initial diagnosis would have been wrong. If it indeed had been a misdiagnosis, losing their positions would be the least of their worries; losing their lives would be far worse.

After an eerie silence, soone stepped forward and said, “Perhaps the Crown Prince had found an expert who cured him.”

Others quickly agreed.

The Emperor slightly nodded. He had heard that the Crown Prince had expended considerable effort seeking dical advice and redies.

Grand Doctor Zeng quickly added, “The Crown Prince was poisoned frequently, possibly causing so reactions similar to those of the hidden ailnt, leading to a misdiagnosis back then.”

Hearing soone admit to a possible mistake in their initial diagnosis, the Dean imdiately stepped forward, “The initial diagnosis was absolutely accurate!”

This statent imdiately received widespread agreent, “Yes, our initial diagnosis was unanimously concluded.”

So even speculated, “Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, what if the Crown Prince is experiencing a brief resurgence? Marrying Princess Beilan has always been a great aspiration of His Highness.”

This remark won general concurrence.

The Crown Prince had been afflicted with too many poisons, so even originating from the Imperial Hospital, hence they concluded that his life would not be prolonged.

As for whether the Crown Prince had a hidden ailnt, even if the original diagnosis had been incorrect, it now seed inconsequential.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, “If that is so, how long does the Crown Prince have to live?”

Opinions were divided.

So said, “Half a year.”

Others said, “One year.”

Finally, the Dean concluded, “Approximately between half a year and a year.”

After the Imperial Physicians left, the Emperor asked Eunuch Ma, “The Crown Prince’s days are numbered. Do you know why I still wish to depose him?”

Eunuch Ma stood bowed, cautiously answering, “Your Majesty’s divine will is not sothing I dare to speculate on.”

If he had truly answered, he would have t the sa fate as forr Chief Eunuch Ye.

The Emperor sneered. He was thinking of Ye Yiheng’s funeral and how he should not be buried with the honors of a Crown Prince.

In doing so, the spirits of Tao Xinya and Ye Yong in heaven might find so disturbance.

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At 7:00 AM, Nanny Lu arrived at the Eastern Palace.

She had been waiting outside the bedroom for a while and finally saw Leng Yu Yan returning to the bedroom in martial attire, prompting Nanny Lu to hurriedly greet her, “Greetings to the Crown Prince Consort!”

Leng Yu Yan slightly turned her head, her footsteps unceasing as she entered the bedroom, and spoke calmly, “So it is Nanny Lu. As a tutoring nanny, what brings you here?”

Nanny Lu quickly got up and bowed as she followed behind Leng Yu Yan.

“This old servant has aged and recently, while teaching the Crown Prince Consort, so lessons were missed. I have specifically co today to make them up.”

Leng Yu Yan stopped walking and started removing the straps from her wrist, “Nanny Lu ca to give lessons after hearing that the Crown Prince does not have hidden ailnts, didn’t she?”

With respect, Nanny Lu confird, “Not hiding it from the Crown Prince Consort, indeed that is the case. What needs to be supplented specifically is the bedroom technique.”

A cold sneer crossed Leng Yu Yan’s mind, people in the palace serve what they see fit; knowing the Crown Prince has no hidden ailnts, they now co to make up the missed lessons.

Where does such a thing happen?

No, it is likely that soone wants to clarify whether Ye Yiheng truly has no hidden ailnts, which pertains to his position as the Crown Prince.

With this thought, Leng Yu Yan slightly smiled and pretended to be shy, “Nanny Lu need not teach any further. His Highness and I are already husband and wife. Since our marriage these few days, I have been experiencing daily backaches and weak legs. If I continue learning, won’t His Highness wear down completely?”

Upon hearing this, Nanny Lu’s face turned red as she repeatedly agreed.

Leng Yu Yan removed the straps from both her wrists and handed them to Chun Liu beside her, then said, “Nanny Lu, please return.”

Nanny Lu agreed again and left, backing away.

Xia Tao stepped forward to help Leng Yu Yan out of her martial attire, “Does the princess wish to bathe?”

“Um, I practiced martial arts for an hour and sweated. I need a wash.”

As Leng Yu Yan spoke, she headed towards the bedroom, with Chun Liu Xia Tao following behind.

Upon entering the bedroom, she saw soone sitting quietly on the armchair by the window, flipping through a book.

Ye Yiheng lazily lifted his eyelids, and a cool voice erged from his thin lips, “Chun Liu Xia Tao, leave first.”

Leng Yu Yan assud he had sothing to discuss with her, so she nodded to Chun Liu Xia Tao. After the maids hung up the straps and martial attire onto the stand, they obediently left.

“Your Highness knew that Nanny Lu ca, didn’t he?” she asked as she sat next to him.

Ye Yiheng casually glanced at her, “The Crown Prince Consort suffers from backaches and weak legs daily?”

“Uh…”

She had forgotten this man’s hearing was extraordinary.

A smile played in Ye Yiheng’s eyes, his voice teasing, “Am I to bla for wearing the Crown Prince Consort out?”

Leng Yu Yan glared at him, “Wasn’t that a convenient remark? It was ant to protect Your Highness’s face!”

Ye Yiheng laughed heartily, “In that case, I should thank the Crown Prince Consort!”

Prompted by so strange force, she asked, “How will you thank ?”

“I will help you bathe.”

Before she could refuse, he grabbed her hand and stood up.

“No need to help, I like to do this myself.”

Leng Yu Yan tried with all her might to pry his fingers loose, but to no avail.

The man turned around and asked her, “Why not let Nanny Lu teach?”

“Now that everyone knows Your Highness has no hidden ailnts because of our marriage, to the public eye, we have consummated. If Nanny Lu were to teach and discover I know nothing, wouldn’t that give us away?”

“I thought you wanted to teach personally…”

His voice was forlorn.

“Ah?” Leng Yu Yan’s eyes widened, “Where does Your Highness’s experience co from?”

Ye Yiheng pointed his chin towards the table below the window sill, “I have been studying for over an hour and have gained so insights.”

Only then did Leng Yu Yan realize the book he was reading was the Fire Escape Map, a gift from her mother.

“Ye Yiheng, didn’t I tell you not to touch my things?”