On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 859 - Capítulo 859: 859: Inseparable

Capítulo 859: Chapter 859: Inseparable

Leng Yu Yan choked.

She couldn’t swim and was unsteady in the water, so she could only cling tightly to him.

This way, he beca even more unrestrained.

Recalling it now, her face flushed with embarrassnt, she wanted to kick him again, when suddenly Ruofeng and Liu Yun’s voices ca from the entrance.

“Your Highness, we have returned to report.”

“Understood.” Ye Yiheng bent down and kissed her forehead, speaking in a low voice, “You take a rest, I’ll co back to have a al with you.”

Leng Yu Yan nodded, not daring to bring up the previous matter, fearing the two outside would hear.

Ye Yiheng imdiately walked out, and as Ruofeng and Liu Yun saw him, they both saluted.

Ruofeng said, “Your Highness, we searched all the major dical halls in the capital but couldn’t find anyone with an abdominal injury.”

Liu Yun added, “The ones who attempted to assassinate Mo Chen were highly skilled and nurous, which suggests they are being maintained by soone. Their primary target was Your Highness, so the master behind the assassins must have considerable power, likely with a dical expert by their side.”

Ruofeng nodded, “Thus, we couldn’t find them in the dical halls, so we smartened up and checked who was buying dicine for injuries.”

Ye Yiheng spoke coldly, “Get to the point.”

Ruofeng then continued, “Recently, the Marquis Jiangyang Mansion frequently purchased dicine for injuries, which wouldn’t be suspicious since Prince Qing had his limbs broken. But today, it was unusual; the servants suddenly purchased a larger quantity of injury dicine.”

Ye Yiheng sneered, “Ji Qingyu is so eager to take my life?”

“Is Your Highness certain that this assassination was orchestrated by Prince Qing?”

“It was him.”

“Shall we take action then?”

“No rush,” Ye Yiheng waved his hand.

He had already given Ji Qingyu a push on the path to his own destruction.

For now, he had to pretend not to know, at least not let Ji Qingyu realize his suspicion, so Ji Qingyu would continue down his fatal path.

Ruofeng and Liu Yun understood and imdiately retreated.

When Ye Yiheng returned to the bedroom, Leng Yu Yan was sitting at the dressing mirror, drying her hair.

Through the mirror, she saw the handso and aloof figure, shaking her head to drive away the sudden reckless thought of him.

Yet, still in her mind echoed his words whispered against her ear in the bath.

“Is the Crown Princess Consort happy?”

Was she happy?

So far, she knew that she was fond of this man.

Ye Yiheng walked behind her, took the towel from her hand, and gently dried her hair.

“Yanyan, we have a lead on the one who attempted to assassinate Mo Chen.”

“Who?” she turned to look at him.

The man turned her head back, his voice gentle, “It was likely ordered by Ji Qingyu.”

“Ji Qingyu?” Leng Yu Yan’s emotions were complicated, murmuring, “I feared more than anything becoming enemies with him, Your Highness, has that day truly co?”

“Yanyan, if this ti Mo Chen was sitting in the carriage as I was, and I got killed by Ji Qingyu, what would you do?”

She tightened her grip on the hand drying her hair, “No, Your Highness is highly skilled; those people couldn’t possibly be your match.”

“You know that my body is full of toxins, and the blade is poisoned. Once it hits , you know the outco.”

“If Ji Qingyu really killed Your Highness, I would personally avenge you and kill him.”

“But you once considered him a friend.”

“The pain of losing a husband is irreconcilable.” Leng Yu Yan got up in agitation. “Your Highness, this matter unsettles . From now on, wherever you go, I must follow!”

That way, she could detoxify him at first notice.

“Inseparable, huh?” The man gazed at her with a smile.

Clearly, in her eyes, he mattered far more than Ji Qingyu.

Even so, he still feared that killing Ji Qingyu rashly would make her grieve.

Leng Yu Yan solemnly nodded, “Inseparable!”

She wrapped her arms around his waist, whispering, “Your Highness, let’s wait a bit longer before having children.”

The safe period would end tomorrow, and the following days would pose a risk of pregnancy.

Given his frequent intimate encounters with her, she would likely conceive easily, wouldn’t she?

The man lifted her chin, gazing deeply into her eyes, “We’ll do as you wish, but still, why?”

“If I were to suffer severe morning sickness after getting pregnant, I wouldn’t often be by Your Highness’s side. What if soone poisoned you then?”

The man nodded slightly, took a mont to process, then asked, “Yanyan, does this an we cannot share a bed?”

“Tomorrow is fine, but after that, Your Highness must wait a few days.”

“How many days?”

“About ten days.”

“Ten days?!”

Leng Yu Yan frowned, looking at him, “Can’t Your Highness wait?”

“I…” Ye Yiheng held his forehead.

He really couldn’t wait.

Once having tasted that pleasure, he couldn’t wait a single day.

It seed he needed to see if Ling Lang had developed a small-dose anti-fertility potion.

Lleng Yu Yan wasn’t aware that her words led to a significantly long night for the swaying red brocade tent, but that’s a story for later.

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Ye Shi chose the plainest attire to visit the hostel, as she had to see the envoy.

Unfortunately, the Posthouse Soldier blocked her way, refusing to let her pass.

“How dare you, I am the Tenth Princess of Tiancheng, what reason do you have to stop ?”

Ye Shi’s temper flared, unleashing her past princely deanor.

The Posthouse Soldier replied, “You were indeed the Tenth Princess, but the Emperor has demoted you to a commoner. We are already showing great respect by not driving you away, so please leave quickly!”

Just then, the envoy from Beiliang passed by.

Ye Shi quickly called out, “Mr. Wang, please wait!”

Wan Chi changed direction and approached the entrance of the hostel, greeting Ye Shi with a bow, “Greetings, Seventh Prince Consort!”

Being addressed in such a manner made Ye Shi involuntarily straighten her posture.

It had been too long since she’d been called that, and too long since anyone had shown her such respect.

“No need for formalities!” She raised her hand to assist Wan Chi, but stopped midway.

Wan Chi straightened up and addressed the Posthouse Soldier, “Please be lenient, young brother. Out of consideration and reason, the Seventh Prince Consort of Beiliang should have discussions with us Beiliang envoys.”

The Posthouse Soldier reluctantly nodded and stepped aside.

Ye Shi lifted her skirt, casting a disdainful glance at the Posthouse Soldier, before disappearing with Wan Chi out of the soldier’s sight.

Inside the room, Wan Chi gestured for her to sit.

“What exactly did the Seventh Prince and Seventh Prince Consort do in Tiancheng? Seventh Prince Consort, please explain clearly! This matter concerns the relationship between Beiliang and Tiancheng, so please do not hide anything!”

“I am but a woman; what could I have done? My husband wanted Beiliang scholars to excel in the Tiansheng Imperial Examination, so I followed his instructions to handle so matters.” Ye Shi feigned pitiful helplessness, leaning on a chair, “Who would have thought ng You would take advantage and make a move on , only for him to turn the tables afterward.”

As she spoke, she began to cry, gently tugging at her collar to reveal a glimpse of her white skin, “My heart aches!”

In Beiliang, Wan Chi had long desired Ye Shi.

Then, he could only admire her from afar, but now, viewing her up close was sothing he never dread of.

It is said that Tiancheng produces beauties, and he was very much eager to experience the charm of a Tiancheng beauty.