On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 858: Please Remain Calm

After Ruofeng finished speaking, he left the room on his own, called out to Liu Yun, and then left the Dark Guard Bureau.

Leaving Mo Chen and Yin Shuang in the room staring at each other.

"Alright, can’t I just apply it lightly?"

Yin Shuang was the first to look away, stiffly touching his injured skin again.

The slightly itchy sensation on his skin made Mo Chen uncomfortable; he grabbed her wrist, was stunned for a mont, then pushed her away: "Don’t apply it, like a woman, I’ll do it myself."

Yin Shuang was stunned on the spot: "..."

Ruofeng just said she was a woman and asked her to apply the dicine, and now Mo Chen actually said she was like a woman.

Those words were too hurtful!

She was a woman, but not a womanly woman!

No, she seed to... really be a woman.

But she really disliked the word "woman."

Mo Chen only felt a strange feeling in his heart, without much thought, he reached out, scooped so ointnt with his fingers, and casually applied it on the wound.

Yin Shuang saw him applying it unevenly and finally cursed: "Idiotic, if you have the ability, bandage yourself too."

Mo Chen pulled open the bandage and tried to wrap it around himself, but when he reached back, it tugged on his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Let do it instead."

Yin Shuang snatched the bandage, grumpily wrapping it around Mo Chen.

Mo Chen smacked his lips and, after hesitating for a long ti, finally said: "Thank you!"

"Haha, no need. Just give a duck leg at dinner."

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The autumn wind brought a refreshing coolness.

But the laborers digging coal at the Jingjiao Coal Mine were sweating profusely.

Yu Haoqiong had been digging coal here for four months already. Having not slept well last night, he felt dazed today and was not very strong in his work.

By the end of the morning, the amount of coal he dug was only thirty percent of what others had achieved.

It was soon lunchti, and the laborers queued up with wooden sticks symbolizing their coal-digging amounts to get their als.

The ladler had been working here for many years, living a regular and honest life to secure this relatively easy job.

Watching the rugged n ahead of him inevitably getting plenty of food, Yu Haoqiong swallowed his saliva.

The food in the buckets had little oil, and the floating vegetable leaves had long lost their green color.

Such als, in his previous understanding, were ant for pigs.

Who would have thought that soone as noble as the Prince of Beiliang would end up in such a situation, working for such als?

Finally, it was his turn. He squeezed the short wooden stick in his hand and lowered his voice to negotiate with the ladler: "Can you give a little more? If I’m not full at noon, I won’t dig enough in the afternoon."

This cycle would an he wouldn’t be full at night again and wouldn’t dig much tomorrow.

The ladler tapped the wooden bucket with his ladle and spread his hands, asking: "Where’s your stick?"

Only then did Yu Haoqiong hand over the short wooden stick, and the ladler took it with a smile: "Youngsters are strongest at this age; how co yours is so short?"

The rugged n burst into laughter at these words.

Yu Haoqiong felt dismayed, lowering his head in silence.

The ladler scooped up a ladle of rice, shook it, and then placed it into Yu Haoqiong’s bowl: "The bigger the work you do, the more you eat. Here, we don’t feed idlers."

Yu Haoqiong peered into the vegetable bucket, negotiating again: "Can I have that piece of fatty at?"

The man ladling the vegetables sneered: "I’d say your face is thick enough. With the amount you worked today, you expect to eat at?" He said, then scooped a spoonful of dark vegetables and dumped it over the little bit of rice in the bowl.

The vegetable juice spilled over Yu Haoqiong’s hand, burning him, making him clench the wooden bowl tightly.

"Do you even know who I am?" Yu Haoqiong slamd the wooden bowl onto the table, "Dare to insult like this?"

With these words, silence fell all around.

But only for a mont before it exploded into thunderous ridicule.

"He’s a king, he says?"

"Then we’re all Supre Emperors! Hahaha..."

Everyone here had committed so cri; many carried the burden of murder. Yu Haoqiong knew that if he continued to argue now, he wouldn’t get anything favorable. So, he picked up the wooden bowl silently, planning to eat in a corner.

Unexpectedly, soone ca over and punched the bowl out of his hand.

Yu Haoqiong bent down to pick it up, but the man stepped on his bowl.

"Aren’t you calling yourself a king? If you want to eat your fill, crawl under grandfather’s legs."

These words imdiately provoked a burst of laughter.

Yu Haoqiong burned with rage, grabbed the man’s collar, ready to strike, when he heard a crowd approaching.

The prison guard banged a gong and shouted, "Where’s Yu Haoqiong? The Beiliang Envoy is here to see you."

Hearing this, Yu Haoqiong looked up and laughed heartily.

He pushed the burly man away and sneered: "I am the Seventh Prince of Beiliang. Rember what you’ve done, and I will make sure you pay!"

The laborers looked at each other in disbelief. Could it be that this person really had a background?

They saw him stride towards the prison guard, and outside the fence, a group of envoys in Beiliang official attire knelt on the ground.

"We greet the Seventh Prince!"

Yu Haoqiong straightened his tattered clothes and said, "Rise." After a pause, he asked, "Are you here to take away?"

The envoys stood up one after another, and the lead one said, "We are here to negotiate with Emperor Tiancheng. Until there is a result, we ask the Seventh Prince to be patient."

They had co today to confirm whether Yu Haoqiong was still alive.

Though the man before them was covered in coal, they were sure it was Yu Haoqiong himself.

As long as Yu Haoqiong lived, the relationship between Beiliang and Tiancheng could continue.

After saying just this, the envoys left the Jingjiao Coal Mine.

Yu Haoqiong grabbed the railing: "Hey, aren’t you taking away?"

An envoy turned back, repeating, "Please, Seventh Prince, be patient."

The smug n laughed even harder. If the Seventh Prince of Beiliang was released, no matter how arrogant he was, he couldn’t challenge them, the Tiancheng people. More and more people gathered to scrutinize Yu Haoqiong.

Outside the Jingjiao Coal Mine, Ye Shi, with a cloth on her head, laughed loudly upon seeing the group of Beiliang officials leave.

She had been demoted to a commoner by her father.

If she could return to Beiliang, she would be the Seventh Prince Consort of Beiliang again.

As long as Yu Haoqiong could take her along when he left, she thought, given her relationship with ng You, Yu Haoqiong probably wouldn’t be willing. But back then, she resorted to such asures to obtain the Imperial Examination questions. If Yu Haoqiong could relent...

Plus, if the Beiliang envoy could stand by her, her chances of returning to Beiliang would be great.

Thinking of this, Ye Shi quietly followed the Beiliang envoys for a while, then went back to her residence to dress up.

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Leng Yu Yan sobbed and whimpered for enough ti, only then was she released.

Ye Yiheng fished her out of the bath and laid her on the bed.

"Hungry? I’ll have soone bring you food." He sat on the edge of the bed. "Your hair is still wet, don’t sleep yet, eat a little first."

"I’m too angry to be hungry." She pouted and playfully scolded, then wrapped herself in the quilt, kicking him.

Where did he get all that energy?

Only today did she know how the Jade Chair in the bath was used.

So, he had planned this all along.

The more she thought about it, the angrier and more embarrassed she beca, so she kicked him again.

Ye Yiheng didn’t get angry at all; instead, he laughed with pleasure, "The Crown Prince consort, don’t sleep yet, have sothing to eat first."