On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 991: The Prince Was Jealous

Lai Zonghui said, "After she was bullied, Ms. He and I often cared for her. She also knows that with our skills, we cannot oppose the old woman and them."

Ji Qingyu sighed, "Even fake concern was truly precious at that ti."

No wonder Ah Yan ended up with the blind man.

Both of them lacked love since childhood.

He moved the dagger and said coldly to Leng Song, "Do it."

Leng Song stepped forward upon hearing this.

Lai Zonghui couldn’t believe it and shouted loudly, "After asking so many questions, you still want dead?"

"You and your daughter caused my family to lose our titles. Do you think you can still survive?" Ji Qingyu retorted with a smile.

Lai Zonghui panicked, "So today you’ve co for revenge."

"Yes! Tricked you here just to have you all dead. Didn’t expect to learn of your grudge with the Eastern Palace, and even more, I know your family’s treacherous nature." Ji Qingyu coldly laughed back, pointing his dagger at the corpse of Ms. He on the ground, and at Lai Jiajia who was tied to a stump, already mutilated, "Your wife is dead, your daughter is almost gone. Do you have the nerve to live?"

"Then why ask all this?" Lai Zonghui stiffened his neck, unwilling to end his life so easily.

Ji Qingyu gazed towards the direction of the capital city, "I just want to know what Ah Yan’s childhood was like."

"Hehehe, so what if you know, she’s not yours."

Lai Zonghui wanted to nauseate him before dying.

Ji Qingyu chuckled softly, "Whether she’s mine is none of your concern."

He handed the dagger to Leng Song.

Leng Song gripped the dagger and pierced it fiercely into Lai Zonghui’s heart.

--

After several days, Lai Xuan finally escaped danger.

Ling Lang ca to examine his wounds.

Lai Xuan looked at the room he was in, and glanced outside at the spacious courtyard where soone was sweeping.

So he spoke softly, "Please thank the Crown Princess Consort for ! I know she arranged all this, I owe her too much, including this life."

Ling Lang looked at the wound he had stitched, it was healing quite well, so he helped him bandage it.

"Indeed, it was all at the Crown Princess Consort’s behest, without her, you would have lost your life long ago."

Lai Xuan continued, "I want to see my Crown Princess Consort sister, please relay the ssage that I want to kowtow to her."

Ling Lang shook his head, "Rest well." He paused briefly, then sighed, "Don’t you also think about what your family did to the Crown Princess Consort? If it were your own family, wouldn’t you be completely disheartened? What are your intentions if you et the Crown Princess Consort?"

"Indeed, everyone thinks about my motives, but now I’ve lost all my inner strength and power, I pose no threat to the Crown Princess Consort. I just want to see her, she’s the only family I have left in the world."

"What you said, but Leng Zongfa’s two daughters, Leng Rou and Lai Ping, are living well. They are your cousins."

"I don’t want to have any ties with Leng Zongfa and Lai Zonghui anymore." Lai Xuan’s eyes brimd with tears.

Lai Yi, his older brother, was his role model.

The Crown Princess Consort sister was his belief.

He wanted nothing to do with anyone else from the Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion.

Ling Lang tidied up the dicine case and tossed a jar of dicine to Lai Xuan, "If you want to see the Crown Princess Consort, then recover quickly."

"Thank you!" Lai Xuan grabbed the jar.

His life was gifted by the Crown Princess Consort sister; henceforth, he harbored no other desires.

--

These past few days, Leng Yu Yan completed a calligraphy scroll.

She set down her pen, briefly reviewed it, and felt it was satisfactory, so she called for Song Guo.

Song Guo bowed, "The Crown Princess Consort called upon , what is it?"

"Help send this calligraphy scroll to the Imperial Palace."

Song Guo took the scroll cheerfully, "The Emperor has been eagerly awaiting the scroll for quite so ti."

With that, he exited the bedroom.

Ye Yiheng strolled to Leng Yu Yan’s side, "Father Emperor has been waiting eagerly for the scroll, and he’s also been anticipating a legitimate grandson for quite so ti."

"Indeed, isn’t that so?" Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but say, "I originally intended to deliver the scroll to Father Emperor myself, but knowing he’d urge to have a child indirectly, I sent Song Guo instead."

After Song Guo left, Miao Zhu then stared at his receding figure intensely.

Her craning neck was noticed by both Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan.

The two exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but laugh.

Ye Yiheng draped his robe and seated himself beside Leng Yu Yan, "About the treatnt plan for Song Guo, what have you thought?"

Upon hearing the Crown Prince inquire personally, Miao Zhu instinctively perked her ears.

"Direct surgery, if there’s another blade within, remove it. If there isn’t one naturally, then it’s just bearing a cut for nothing." Leng Yu Yan mused and said, "The question is whether Song Guo is willing to take this risk."

Miao Zhu was startled and interjected, "Crown Princess Consort, is there any danger to Song Guo’s life?"

Ye Yiheng glanced sideways at her, "Are you still unsure of the Crown Princess Consort’s dical skill?"

Miao Zhu voiced her concern, "But, it’s not the Crown Princess Consort performing the surgery, Mr. Ling is the one wielding the scalpel. I’m scared of his superficial dical skill!"

Ling Lang had just returned from settling Lai Xuan, and unexpectedly heard Miao Zhu criticize his dical skill.

Although it was true.

But hearing it was still quite unpleasant.

So he replied, "With the Crown Princess Consort’s guidance, how could mistakes occur?"

Though he had little confidence in undertaking the surgery, primarily due to a lack of confidence in his own dical skill.

Yet he had great confidence in the Crown Princess Consort’s dical skill.

"Rest assured, should Ling Lang be unable to handle it, I will personally deal with it." Leng Yu Yan looked at Ye Yiheng and asked softly, "Your Highness surely wouldn’t wish harm upon Song Guo, right?"

Ye Yiheng’s expression turned cold, saying nothing.

Leng Yu Yan solemnly declared, "I am a doctor, and when I practice dicine, there is no distinction between genders in my eyes. Life is paramount, life cos first. So, Miao Zhu, you can rest assured."

Ye Yiheng flicked his sleeve.

Leng Yu Yan hurried to soothe him, "Your Highness."

Ye Yiheng ignored her completely.

Ling Lang hurriedly pulled Miao Zhu out of the bedroom.

Miao Zhu questioned, "Mr. Ling, why pull away? I wanted to hear the Crown Prince’s thoughts."

Ling Lang shot her a glance, "I’m returning from executing a task yet have not reported back; why is that? You’ve been by the two Highnesses’ side for so long and still lack perceptiveness?"

Miao Zhu realized instantly and fell silent.

Inside the bedroom, Leng Yu Yan stepped closer, hooked Ye Yiheng’s jade belt at his waist, and sweetly called, "Husband."

"Is husband jealous?" She chuckled lightly, "What I said was to reassure Miao Zhu and bolster Ling Lang’s courage. This way, Ling Lang will certainly complete the surgery successfully, and I won’t need to intervene."

Ye Yiheng held her wrist, "But I am still jealous."

"Then I’ll soothe Your Highness."

"How will you soothe ?" Ye Yiheng frowned, as her nstruation was not yet over, and here she was teasing him.

She wasn’t even afraid of stoking his fire.

Leng Yu Yan stood on her toes, pressed her lips to his ear, "..."

Ye Yiheng’s eyes sparkled, "You said it yourself."

With those words, he picked her up horizontally and headed directly to the bedroom in the back.

Leng Yu Yan rested her head against his chest, softly saying, "Just once, alright?"

"Impossible, I’ve refrained for days."