On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 298: Coaxing Her to Sleep

Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Coaxing Her to Sleep

The conversation outside the door reached Ye Yiheng’s ears in its entirety, yet he had no intention of releasing Leng Yu Yan’s hand.

Just then, Li Yuyue kicked the door open and saw the Crown Prince embracing his sister, his anger ablaze.

He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and it took him a long moment to restrain himself from striking. Grinding his molars, he said fiercely, "Your Highness behaving in such a manner truly tarnishes the dignity of the Crown Prince!"

Ye Yiheng continued to gently pat Leng Yu Yan’s back, his pace of speech steady and calm, "Regardless of whether the Father Emperor bestows a marriage or not, Yanyan is my betrothed, there’s no doubt about that. What the Princely Heir is suggesting is quite far-fetched."

Li Yuyue humphed, "Even if you are betrothed, this is still improper!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward, intending to snatch Leng Yu Yan from Ye Yiheng’s grasp.

"Just now, Yanyan had a nightmare, and I was simply comforting her to sleep," Ye Yiheng raised a hand to block, asking indifferently, "Does the Princely Heir wish to wake her?"

Comforting to sleep?

A string of doubts flashed through Li Yuyue’s mind. Looking again at the Crown Prince and his sister, he saw that although it was the Crown Prince holding her, his sister’s hands were tightly wrapped around the Crown Prince’s neck, and her little face was exceptionally affectionately pressed against his neck.

This...

Li Yuyue frowned, "Did my sister really have a nightmare?"

"If the Princely Heir does not believe it, you can ask her yourself when Yanyan wakes up tomorrow," Ye Yiheng said lightly.

Li Yuyue noticed a wound on Leng Yu Yan’s lips, with blood congealed on it. His anger and doubts remained as he asked sternly, "What happened to her lips?"

"She bit herself during the nightmare," Ye Yiheng pointed to a cotton cloth on the rack, "I’ve already cleaned it for her; the Princely Heir can rest assured."

Following the direction indicated by the Crown Prince, Li Yuyue indeed saw bloodstains on the cotton cloth. Then, turning back, he noticed blood on the Adam’s apple of the Crown Prince.

Uh...

More and more questions arose in Li Yuyue’s heart. Could it be that his sister had kissed the spot on the Crown Prince’s throat?

Looking once more, his sister’s little face was pressed against the Crown Prince’s neck, and her lips were very close to the Crown Prince’s Adam’s apple...

Li Yuyue’s mind thundered, this cursed Crown Prince, could he really have stolen my sister’s heart?

Otherwise, how could she sleep so soundly in the Crown Prince’s embrace?

Song Guo bowed and stepped forward, "Princely Heir, the Commandery Princess truly had a nightmare. The Crown Prince is concerned, which is why he did this."

Li Yuyue glanced at Song Guo and remained silent.

Song Guo added, "Given that our Crown Prince cannot see, caring for the Commandery Princess in this way is not easy. Had it been any other woman, the Crown Prince would not have bothered and would’ve simply kicked her aside."

Li Yuyue snorted, suppressed his rage further, and seeing that both the Crown Prince and his sister were fully dressed, he decided not to say anything further, flung his sleeves, and strode out.

Oh, the heartache!

They say it’s hard to keep a grown daughter at home, and indeed, my sister has grown up, and she’s hard to keep too!

Although he left the room, his heart was not at ease. He promptly sent Miao Zhu to Leng Yu Yan’s room.

The Old Princess Consort noticed her eldest grandson returning in a rage and asked him, "What has upset you?"

"Grandmother..."

Li Yuyue called out, then considering the people present, he closed his mouth.

Seeing her grandson’s hesitation, the Old Princess Consort invited him to her room after the meal.

"Speak up, in your grandparents’ room, you can say anything you want!"

His anger still heating his heart, Li Yuyue blurted out everything he had witnessed concerning the Crown Prince and his sister embracing.

The Old Princess Consort laughed upon hearing this, "Is that all?"

"Grandmother?"

"That day your sister fell into the water, it was the Crown Prince who rescued her. They’ve held each other before." The Old Princess Consort gestured towards him with a vague wave, "You, after all, are not young anymore; it’s time for you to marry!"

Leng Yu Yue’s handsome face flushed, "Grandmother, we’re talking about my sister and the Crown Prince’s matter; how did you bring your grandson into this?"

"Then let’s talk about Yan’er and the Crown Prince’s matter. Your sister looked so comfortable in the arms of the Crown Prince, presumably because Yan’er trusts him. One day when you meet someone you fancy, you’ll understand why."

The Old Princess Consort listened to her eldest grandson’s account and was convinced that Yan’er was in the arms of the Crown Prince due to nightmares.

"But the Crown Prince is from the Ye Family!" Lai Yuyue raised his voice.

"So what if he is from the Ye Family?" Lai Taihong entered, pushing the door open, "Considering you were a hostage in the capital for three years, if Yan’er brings the Crown Prince back to Beilan City, our family wouldn’t be at a loss!"

Lai Yuyue turned his head and hurried to help Lai Taihong in, "Grandfather, do you really plan to marry my sister off to the Crown Prince?"

"Or would you go to the Imperial City and bring back a Princess?" Lai Taihong muttered, squinting his eyes, "Enough said, I am tired and need to rest. Get back to your room!"

Lai Yuyue frowned.

"Alright, Ye’er, your concerns are not unreasonable," the Old Princess Consort said with a smile, "Grandmother will mention a few points to the Crown Prince and Yan’er tomorrow."

Today, Yan’er’s being held, could be attributed to the nightmare, which was reasonable. Yet after all, the Crown Prince and Yan’er were not married, such intimacy was against propriety.

Only then did Lai Yuyue nod his head and leave his grandparents’ room.

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The next day, Leng Yu Yan got up early.

She slept long enough yesterday and woke up early, feeling refreshed.

Unexpectedly, someone got up even earlier than she did; while she was washing up, the Old Princess Consort entered her room.

"Grandmother, what brings you here?"

The Old Princess Consort briefly mentioned what Lai Yuyue had said, "Yan’er, since you and the Crown Prince are not yet married, and the Emperor has yet to grant the marriage, you should..."

Leng Yu Yan’s face turned red with embarrassment; she hadn’t expected her brother to see her in someone’s arms yesterday.

And not just that, even her grandmother knew about it.

Fortunately, someone said she had a nightmare. That explanation was far-fetched but plausible, so, going along with Ye Yiheng’s reasoning, she said, "Grandmother, I indeed had a nightmare, and the Crown Prince was simply helping me. However, I know that since we are not yet married, such behavior is inappropriate. Starting today, I will pay attention to propriety; please rest assured, Grandmother!"

The Old Princess Consort nodded with relief and gently caressed her hair, "Yan’er is always so understanding; Grandmother is very reassured!"

An hour later, the caravan continued its journey.

Since last night’s incident, Lai Yuyue had been keeping a watchful eye on the Crown Prince, fearing that this blind Crown Prince might do something foolish.

Two days passed, and there was almost no contact between the Crown Prince and her sister; they even refrained from talking during meals. It was only when the Crown Prince’s three attendants caught up with the caravan that he had them pay their respects to the Commandery Princess; otherwise, they interacted not at all.

Gradually, Lai Yuyue’s mind was at ease.

That day, the caravan stopped to rest in a forest.

In front of Lai Yuyue, Ye Yiheng said to the Old Princess Consort, "Old Princess Consort, one of my garments has a tear; could you find someone to mend it for me?"

Song Guo added, "Old Princess Consort, His Highness brought not many clothes for the journey."

The Old Princess Consort asked, "What garment is it?"

Ye Yiheng replied, "Inner clothes."

The Old Princess Consort pondered; if it were an outer garment, the maids of the Prince Mansion could sew it; but for inner clothes, it would be inappropriate for the maids to do so.

Recalling the customs of Beilan City, where a woman must personally sew a set of inner clothes for the man before marriage, the Old Princess Consort looked at Leng Yu Yan, who was sitting not far away, "Yan’er, why don’t you mend it for His Highness?"

Leng Yu Yan didn’t believe someone would tear his inner clothes. Could it be that he had something to tell her?