On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 312 Dowry and Betrothal Gifts

Chapter 312: Chapter 312 Dowry and Betrothal Gifts

Seeing her incredulous expression, Ye Yiheng chuckled softly, "What is Your Highness thinking of?"

"I’m not thinking of anything." Leng Yu Yan withdrew her hand from his palm. "I’m going back to my room now. If Your Highness wants to go buy, just go by yourself."

Before she finished speaking, she hastened away as if fleeing.

"Beilan City, I am not familiar with it."

Ye Yiheng slightly shook his head and immediately followed her.

The person following behind must be crazy, with all sorts of messy thoughts in their mind.

Could it be because he wanted to cure her of the Extreme Joy Powder for the sixth time?

If that was really the case, it was too excessive!

The more Leng Yu Yan thought about it, the more hurriedly she walked, almost ready to lift her skirts and run.

Mo Chen and Ruofeng were guarding the gate, closed and secure.

As she went to open the gate, someone stood beside her and effortlessly grabbed her hand, "Accompany me, I’d like to buy more jade."

"Buy even more?" Leng Yu Yan frowned.

Not allowing her to refuse, Ye Yiheng called for Mo Chen and Ruofeng outside the gate to prepare the carriage.

An hour later, the group arrived at the largest jade store in Beilan City.

Before entering the store, Ye Yiheng removed his eye veil and then pulled Leng Yu Yan inside.

Seeing the extraordinary appearance of the visitors, the shopkeeper eagerly welcomed them, "Both of you, our finer goods are upstairs, right this way, please!"

Ye Yiheng nodded slightly and led Leng Yu Yan upstairs.

The shopkeeper displayed all kinds of fine jade products.

Ye Yiheng asked in a low voice, "Do you have raw jade?"

"Yes, are you planning to carve it yourself?"

"Exactly."

The shopkeeper quickly brought out various types of raw jade for them to choose from.

Ye Yiheng picked up a slender piece of mutton fat jade and held it up to Leng Yu Yan’s head.

Usually, when she wore a jade hairpin among her locks, she looked exceptionally refined and otherworldly. If she could wear a hairpin that he personally crafted, it would be even more meaningful.

If he could make a hollow in the center of the hairpin and hide a small dagger inside, it would be even more lethal than a silver needle.

With that, she could protect herself if she attended any event.

Seeing this, Leng Yu Yan blushed, realizing she had overthought.

Ye Yiheng’s lips curved slightly as he leaned closer and whispered to her, "Jade can indeed be used for many purposes, not just what Your Highness is thinking of..."

In an instant, even Leng Yu Yan’s ear tips reddened.

She hadn’t thought wrong!

Ye Yiheng selected plenty of raw jade, mutton fat jade, ink jade, emerald...

All sorts were packed into two large brocade boxes, carried out of the jade store by Mo Chen and Ruofeng, and then they took the carriages back to the mansion.

Such a grand gesture, she had never seen before.

The shopkeeper bid farewell to the distinguished guests and started to calculate how much silver had been made today.

A shop assistant from the neighboring store approached, "Do you know who those people were?"

"That man looked so distinguished and elegant, not from a noble family then surely a high-ranking official." The shopkeeper turned his head and asked, "By the way you speak, it seems you know who that man is?"

"I am not sure about the man, but I do know that the woman is Princess Zhenbei, officially titled by the Emperor as the Commandery Princess Beilan."

The shopkeeper slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "No wonder I found that young girl familiar—it turns out she resembles our Prince Zhenbei!"

The shop assistant scoffed, "And you still had the nerve to charge her so much?"

"Jade, if well carved, commands a higher price. What they bought was raw jade. It’s true, we made a good amount, but it wasn’t unconscionable," the shopkeeper peered down the street at the departing horse carriage, "And that young man accompanying Princess Beilan is no ordinary fellow!"

"Quite generous!" the assistant from the neighboring shop nodded, "After all, buying so much jade must have cost a hefty sum of silver."

"All you think about is money. I’m talking about his innate aura!" the shopkeeper squinted, recalling the man he had seen earlier, "With my years of observing jade, that man was extraordinary! Princess Beilan is indeed fortunate!"

In the carriage on the way back to the mansion, Leng Yu Yan did not want to speak at all. If Ye Yiheng chose slender jade for hairpins, what was he planning to make with the rest of the larger pieces?

Ye Yiheng, full of interest, examined each piece of jade’s quality, pondering how to start carving and asked, "Does the princess prefer larger pieces, or smaller ones?"

Jade is fragile, and he had never carved it before. Buying in surplus, he had hoped to craft a few satisfactory pieces.

Leng Yu Yan thought of it from another angle, turned her back on him, and wouldn’t look at him.

It wasn’t her fault for thinking crookedly—firstly, he had admitted having an ailment, and secondly, when leaving the mansion, he mentioned preparing dowry gifts.

Putting these clues together, wasn’t the implication clear?

Now he even asked whether she preferred larger or smaller pieces—Leng Yu Yan felt she was going mad!

Seeing her silent, Ye Yiheng murmured, "The cool touch of jade turns warm with the touch of someone as warm-hearted as the princess. Quite wonderful!"

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan clenched her teeth and said, "Stop speaking! I’m telling you, don’t carve anything disgusting!"

"What thing?" Ye Yiheng asked, laughing, and picked up piece after piece of jade, "This piece for a hairpin, this could make a bracelet, this for a seal, and this for a pen holder is nice. This piece can be made into beads, and the princess can use them as hidden weapons..."

Leng Yu Yan looked at him puzzledly—had she thought wrong?

Yet unexpectedly, he leaned in and whispered softly, "Some things require personal carving to feel comfortable using."

He paused, then added, "Princess, you didn’t think wrongly!"

Unable to resist, Leng Yu Yan clenched her fist and punched him. "Are you sick?"

Her voice was quite loud; outside the horse carriage, Mo Chen and Ruofeng exchanged glances—they indeed thought their Highness was ill.

He suffered from an eye ailment and a cold disease and was beyond human aid...

Moreover, when His Highness didn’t speak, his presence alone could chill someone to the bone, his aura completely suppressing everything around.

Today, however, His Highness clung to the princess; such a clingy His Highness was something they had never seen before.

The amount he spoke to the princess today far surpassed the total in the month leading up to their arrival in Beilan City.

Such a contradictory Highness was also a first for Mo Chen and Ruofeng; they nodded vigorously at what Leng Yu Yan had said inside the carriage. His Highness was not only ill but severely so!

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At that moment in Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Yun Feiyang was conversing with Yun Family, while Lai Yuyue went to his grandfather’s study.

Inside the study, Old Prince was speaking with Lai Ran. When Lai Yuyue entered, they both looked towards him.

"Why the long face?" Lai Taihong sipped his tea. "Or are you hiding here from the Yun family sisters?"

Lai Yuyue forced a smile; indeed, he was avoiding the Yun family sisters.

He had always seen them as cousins, barely distinguishing who was who. How could he be interested in them?

He didn’t understand why the elders enjoyed making matches.

Suddenly, the image of Ye Jiu’s carefree and captivating smile flashed across his mind, stirring inexplicable irritation.

Lai Yuyue bowed in salute and then said, "Grandfather, Father, I came to ask if we are truly arranging for Yan’er to marry the Crown Prince?"

This question had troubled him for over a month.

From when the Crown Prince protected them on their journey from the capital to their arrival at Beilan City, he had wanted to ask. Finally, he had voiced it out.