On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 857: Choose a Place

Leng Yu Yan looked at Ye Yiheng: "Your Highness suspects the Dumb Slave has a problem."

Ye Yiheng didn’t hide from her and said frankly, "Mrs. Zhao once pretended to be deaf and mute, so I also suspect the Dumb Slave."

"Your Highness’s suspicion isn’t without reason. The Grand Princess Consort Wen only has the Dumb Slave by her side. If she wants to talk to soone, how would she do it? Mrs. Zhao pretended to be deaf and mute to survive in Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion. The Dumb Slave might be pretending to be mute for similar reasons." Leng Yu Yan analyzed and turned to ask Mo Chen, "Are your injuries related to the Dumb Slave?"

Mo Chen shook his head: "No, yesterday I couldn’t find anything unusual about the Dumb Slave. I planned to return to the Eastern Palace, but I was ambushed on the way. There were too many of them, and it was difficult for to fend them off alone. That’s how I got seriously injured."

Leng Yu Yan asked: "Do you know whose n they were?"

Mo Chen shook his head again: "They wore night clothes and were masked. I don’t know who they were, only that they were ruthless, and their target was the carriage compartnt."

"The Eastern Palace Carriage, target compartnt..." Leng Yu Yan murmured, her gaze returning to Ye Yiheng, "Your Highness, were you their target?"

Ye Yiheng gave a small nod; he had already speculated this last night.

Leng Yu Yan clenched her fists in anger. Who is coveting the position of Crown Prince so eagerly?

"The leader took a sword from , right in the abdon." Mo Chen said, "Anyone injured in the abdon last night is a suspect."

Ye Yiheng’s cold and fierce gaze shifted to Ruofeng: "Investigate imdiately."

Ruofeng clasped his fists: "Yes, Your Highness!"

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At this mont, inside the Marquis Jiangyang Mansion, Ji Qingyu was coldly looking at Leng Song, who was kneeling on the ground: "You failed?"

"Yes, please forgive , Your Lordship. The Crown Prince wasn’t in the carriage."

Leng Song was drenched in cold sweat, pressing a hand to his abdon, with blood continuously seeping through his fingers.

"Have you exposed yourselves?"

"That person was slashed from chest to abdon, the blade was poisoned, they are sure to die, we won’t be exposed."

"Be cautious. Your injuries are not suitable for seeking dical treatnt outside, heal yourself within the mansion."

Leng Song bowed his head: "Understood, your lordship, please rest assured!"

Ji Qingyu pinched his brow; it seems killing the blind man is a difficult task.

The blind man has Ah Yan by his side, and Ah Yan is the Linqing Pavilion Master. If he poisons the blind man, Ah Yan will promptly detoxify him, which is troubleso.

He must find a mont when Ah Yan is not by the blind man’s side to strike again.

Perhaps he was too impatient; he must wait for the Ye family’s princes to fight to the death before reaping the rewards.

Yet he truly doesn’t want Ah Yan to be sullied by the blind man repeatedly.

The more intimate they are, the more it pains him.

This pain is uncontainable, only Leng Yu Yan can heal it!

--

The Eastern Palace.

Leng Yu Yan pulled Ye Yiheng back to the bedroom.

As soon as they stepped inside, she wrapped her arms around his strong waist.

Ye Yiheng gently patted her back and asked warmly: "What’s wrong?"

"I understood what Your Highness said yesterday, but let tell you, we are already husband and wife, no matter what, I will stay by Your Highness’s side and face everything with you."

The man’s eyes overflowed with happiness: "I won’t let the Crown Princess Consort lose her husband, but Yanyan must be aware that by being with , you’ll face more enemies, and many people are untrustworthy. In the future, you need to be extrely vigilant."

"I know."

Seeing how anxious she was about him, Ye Yiheng felt ripples in his heart, he lifted her chin and kissed her.

Yin Shuang happened to arrive.

"Crown Princess Consort, I want an ointnt for Mo Chen’s wound..."

Before she finished, she saw the Crown Prince tightly embracing the Crown Princess Consort as if wanting to rge her into himself.

And the Crown Princess Consort was soft and obedient, allowing the Crown Prince to mold her as he wished, making Yin Shuang blush.

She wanted to turn and run, but her steps felt as if they were filled with lead, leaving her awkwardly rooted in place.

Leng Yu Yan heard, quickly pounded the shoulder of soone.

Ye Yiheng’s brows furrowed, and with a wave of his hand, the door shut with a bang.

In a brief mont of catching her breath, Leng Yu Yan, embarrassed and annoyed, said: "Your Highness, stop fooling around, let get the ointnt for Yin Shuang."

Only then did he release her.

Leng Yu Yan blushingly retrieved the ointnt and bandages, opened the door, and handed them to the waiting Yin Shuang.

"Apply it twice daily, take a few more rolls of bandages over, and change them frequently."

Yin Shuang nodded rapidly, unable to speak, her face even redder than Leng Yu Yan’s.

She accepted the ointnt and bandages with both hands, too embarrassed to lift her head, and hurriedly left the bedroom.

No wonder no one at the Dark Guard Bureau sees her as a woman; compared to the Crown Princess Consort, she indeed lacks the qualities of a woman.

Another day, she must ask the Crown Princess Consort for advice!

Yin Shuang made a decision, running swiftly.

Leng Yu Yan turned around and saw soone staring straight at her with dark, glowing eyes.

She averted her eyes: "Your Highness, you must never do that again!"

Even though the Eastern Palace is filled with their people, they can’t casually kiss in front of others, how embarrassing!

The man said nothing, taking a few steps forward, scooped her up horizontally, and kicked the door shut with his foot.

Leng Yu Yan was suddenly off the ground, letting out a surprised cry. Noticing him walking towards the bathhouse, she hastily asked: "What does Your Highness plan to do?"

"What do you think?"

He had held back for a night, and now he didn’t want to endure anymore.

"In broad daylight, you..."

"Who said you can’t make love during the day?"

Leng Yu Yan covered his mouth: "Those words, how can Your Highness speak them so casually, aren’t you embarrassed?"

"What’s there to be embarrassed about?" Ye Yiheng chuckled lowly, "The Crown Princess Consort doesn’t dare in the carriage, nor on horseback, then let’s try in the bath."

"What?" She couldn’t believe what her ears were hearing.

The man’s voice was wicked, his smile devilish: "In the carriage, on horseback, in the bath, choose one."

Leng Yu Yan blushed deeply, reluctantly saying, "Then in the bath."

Better to choose sowhere relatively stable...

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Yin Shuang ran hastily, entering Mo Chen’s room.

Ruofeng was helping Mo Chen clean the previous bloodstains covered by bandages. Seeing her co in, he asked: "You got the ointnt?"

"Yes." Yin Shuang nodded, placing the ointnt and bandages on the bed, wanting to leave.

Ruofeng stopped her: "Hey, you apply the ointnt."

Yin Shuang pointed at her own nose: "?"

"Yes, you’re a woman, you’re more careful than us guys."

Yin Shuang snorted: "Now you rember I’m a woman?"

She grumbled a bit, glimpsing the long wound on Mo Chen’s body, softened, sat down, opened the ointnt, scooped out a bit, and directly slathered it on Mo Chen’s wound, applying pressure.

She sared it vigorously, as if plastering li on a wall.

It pained Mo Chen so much his hands clenched into fists, his face turning pale.

Unable to tolerate the pain, he grasped Yin Shuang’s jaw, gritting his teeth: "I swear, I didn’t die by the thug’s sword, but I’m going to die at your hands."

At such a close distance, seeing Mo Chen’s face, the scene of the two royals kissing flashed in Yin Shuang’s mind, causing the recently faded blush to imdiately reappear.

She slapped Mo Chen’s hand away and gruffly told Ruofeng: "You apply it."

Ruofeng waved his hand: "Liu Yun and I need to investigate last night’s attackers. You do it."