On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 754: For the Lonely Child

"I’m a pervert?" Ye Yiheng raised an eyebrow.

To deal with a restless woman eager to flee from him, such punishnt was exceedingly lenient.

Leng Yu Yan’s face turned red with anger, "If you’re not a pervert, why do this?"

The man stretched out his hand to grasp the collar of her strong outfit, pulling it downward with a noble chill in his breath, "Do you want to experience sothing even more perverted?"

Leng Yu Yan shook her head hastily, "No! You’re already discussing marriage with Baili Wenyi; go find her!"

Ye Yiheng sat on the edge of the bed, his face expressionless, "Do you think I ca to Nandian to discuss marrying Baili Wenyi with Emperor Nandian?"

"What else then?"

"How could I marry such a foolish woman like you?"

At his words, Leng Yu Yan choked, her red lips trembling, and the next mont, big tears fell.

He scolded her again, he had said every unpleasant word imaginable.

How could he be so venomously tongued?

Moreover, Ye Yuan had already stripped her of the title of Crown Princess Consort; today she was no longer his wife.

Ye Yiheng raised his hand to wipe her tears, but thinking of her escaping him, he forcefully withdrew his hand.

"Don’t cry!"

His voice was void of warmth, his intimidating presence radiating outward.

Leng Yu Yan stopped her crying, but soon couldn’t help hiccupping through tears.

Her body shuddered pitifully.

Ye Yiheng pinched the bridge of his nose, turning away so as not to look at her.

After a while, he said, "Since you despise Baili Wenyi and she has committed many egregious deeds, show so ruthlessness and get rid of her."

He spoke calmly, pausing slightly before adding, "I trust you can handle it properly."

Leng Yu Yan stopped hiccupping in astonishnt, her teary eyes fixated on his perfect profile, forgetting to let the hanging tears drop.

After a long mont, she hiccupped loudly again before asking, "You didn’t co to Nandian to talk about marriage?"

"No."

Ye Yiheng adjusted his sitting position, his deep, sea-like eyes staring intently at her.

He was here to catch her!

But such a statent might scare her too much.

She had already been frightened by a dead mouse today; this little woman was too easily scared. If he told her he was here to catch her, she would surely flee again.

Give her so ti first; let her deal with Baili Wenyi before revisiting the matter.

Leng Yu Yan wasn’t stupid; if he didn’t co to discuss marriage with Baili Wenyi, it had to be about her.

Unexpectedly, he then said, "I’m here by the old man’s order, on a state visit to Nandian Country; where did your mind wander off to?"

"Oh." Leng Yu Yan responded perfunctorily, glancing down as she moved her wrists and ankles, dissatisfied, "If we’re going to talk, let’s talk. The bindings hurt terribly, can you untie , please?"

Ye Yiheng reached out and slowly untied her slender wrist.

"Don’t get too close to Baili Zhengrong!"

His voice was rich and sonorous yet full of warning.

Finally freed, she rubbed her wrist gently, murmuring, "Xiaoshan has always been serving beside ; our relationship is purely clean. No matter how his status changes, in my eyes, he is just a brother."

Ye Yiheng scoffed coldly, "Brother?"

Very well...

The sister and brother are very close.

Leng Yu Yan, unaware of his ntal state, went on to untie the eye veil around her feet.

She didn’t quite believe what he had said earlier.

Otherwise, why had he been so close to Baili Wenyi at the palace banquet?

The ministers congratulated him, yet he did not refute a word, why was that?

Just now in the palace, as they stood face to face, could she assu that if she had not appeared, they would have kissed?

The more she thought about it, the more irritable she beca, and she threw her eye veil aside and got out of bed.

As she walked to the door to open it, he asked her, "Do you want to take care of Baili Wenyi for you?"

Leng Yu Yan stopped in her tracks and looked at him sideways, "What do you want, Your Highness?"

Ye Yiheng slowly straightened his sleeves and asked in a calm voice, "Why do you ask?"

Leng Yu Yan smiled faintly, "Your Highness never does a losing business."

Ye Yiheng let out a short, light laugh and said unhurriedly, "Give a child."

"You!"

She was shocked and dizzy; by the ti she ca to her senses, she quickly opened the door and almost fled in a panic.

Having escaped from soone’s room, Leng Yu Yan did not return to her own, but went straight to the Nandian Palace.

Just as she entered the palace gate, she ran into Baili Zhengrong who was coming out.

Baili Zhengrong hurried over, "Sister, I couldn’t find anything at the Prince’s Mansion."

Leng Yu Yan kept walking, "I’ll take a look."

She couldn’t draw conclusions without seeing for herself.

"The place is already deserted, are you sure you want to see it?"

Baili Zhengrong walked up to Leng Yu Yan, turned his steps, and walked shoulder to shoulder with her.

Leng Yu Yan nodded, "Yes, I have to see it with my own eyes."

anwhile, at the hostel.

Ye Yiheng ordered Song Guo to bring Miao Zhu to him.

Miao Zhu, hearing that the Crown Prince was looking for her, followed Song Guo without a second thought. But when she arrived in front of the Crown Prince, she found that her own Commandery Princess was not there.

Instant panic struck her heart, and she hastily asked, "Where has Your Highness hidden my Commandery Princess?"

Song Guo glanced at her, "What are you saying? What could His Highness possibly do to the Crown Princess Consort?"

Miao Zhu looked down, stubbornly said to herself, "That night at the palace banquet, what His Highness did to my Commandery Princess, you are well aware. I saw the Commandery Princess crying for a long ti and felt terribly heartbroken. It’s not unreasonable for to ask like this."

Song Guo glanced anxiously at his own master’s expression and then slapped Miao Zhu on the back, "What’s with this Commandery Princess, Commandery Princess thing? In front of His Highness, shouldn’t you refer to the Commandery Princess as the Crown Princess Consort?"

Miao Zhu snorted and said nothing.

Ye Yiheng asked indifferently, "Why did she flee?"

Miao Zhu played dumb, "Flee? Who? What do you an?"

Song Guo burst out, "His Highness is asking why the Crown Princess Consort fled the Eastern Palace, fleeing to Nandian?"

Miao Zhu lowered her head, "This servant does not know."

Ye Yiheng said, "Speak."

His voice was cold, commanding respect without anger.

No matter how strong Miao Zhu acted, her knees involuntarily weakened at this mont, and she knelt down imdiately, "The Commandery Princess forbade to say, please forgive , Your Highness!"

"Hmm?" Ye Yiheng’s fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop.

Miao Zhu, frightened by Ye Yiheng’s imposing manner and thinking that the Commandery Princess and the Crown Prince were no longer involved—and still bullied by him—took a deep breath, wanting to seek justice for her Commandery Princess, so she spoke up, "The Emperor told my Commandery Princess to persuade His Highness to marry Baili Wenyi, and if the Commandery Princess did not agree, he would revoke her title of Crown Princess Consort. The Emperor also said that even if she does not agree, Baili Wenyi will still marry into the Eastern Palace and sit on an equal footing with her."

"The Commandery Princess thought it better to leave directly rather than being dethroned. When the imperial decree to depose the Crown Princess Consort arrives at the Eastern Palace, she will no longer be there, so she can feel sowhat better in her heart."

"Who would have thought that Your Highness would arrest the Commandery Princess throughout Tiancheng?"

"By now, so much ti has passed, and surely the Emperor has long since revoked my Commandery Princess’s title as Crown Princess Consort. Naturally, this servant must call her Commandery Princess, how can she still be called Crown Princess Consort?"

"The Commandery Princess is no longer the Crown Princess Consort, and Your Highness bullied my Commandery Princess like that, truly inhumane!"

Miao Zhu began to cry, her sobs twisted with anguish, causing Ye Yiheng to frown.

Another woman crying looks like a pear blossom bathed in the rain, pitiable, while Miao Zhu’s crying now seed more like a wailing ghost.

Ye Yiheng looked away, his heart tightening; so that was the reason she left. All his anger instantly turned to heartache.