On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 338 Antidote Method

Chapter 338: Chapter 338 Antidote Method

This gave an opportunity for others to take advantage of her vulnerability...

Her lips were tender and soft, seemingly laced with fragrance and sweetness. After days of yearning, he unconsciously applied more pressure.

It was quite a while before Ye Yiheng finally let go of her, satisfied.

Looking at her lips, which were especially lustrous and enchanting after being kissed by him, he raised the corners of his mouth in a stunning arc.

This woman could actually sleep so soundly at night, he thought, that even a kiss like his didn’t wake her.

It had been some days since she last had such a ludicrous dream, but tonight, Leng Yu Yan had another thorough one.

In her dream, she begged bitterly, and he, with his eye veil on, just wouldn’t let her go, his icy lips pressing and grinding against hers...

As for that night, Ye Yiheng slept exceptionally sweetly.

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The next morning when Leng Yu Yan woke up, she always felt a numbness in her lips, and even the tip of her tongue seemed to ache faintly.

Could it be from excessive internal heat?

But she had been eating quite blandly at Aunt’s place in the past few days; she shouldn’t be suffering from excessive heat.

Could it be the dream from last night that caused her to ’overheat’?

During breakfast, since the porridge was freshly cooked and piping hot, Leng Yu Yan gently stirred it with her spoon.

Aunt, seeing that she wasn’t eating, asked, "What’s the matter, no appetite?"

Leng Yu Yan shook her head, "It’s not that I don’t have an appetite, it’s just that the tip of my tongue hurts."

The instigator, having just taken a sip of porridge, almost spit it out when he heard her words.

He hastily swallowed the porridge and said indifferently, "You all eat slowly, I’m full."

Aunt nodded at Ye Yiheng, then turned to Leng Yu Yan with gentleness, "The dry air can easily lead to internal heat, so let’s wait for the porridge to cool down a bit before eating."

Leng Yu Yan nodded and softly complied.

When she finished breakfast and returned to her room, she found a certain someone lying in bed wrapped tightly in a blanket.

"What’s wrong with you?" She hurried over and reached out to touch his forehead. Finding his forehead to be deadly cold, she asked softly, "Is your cold disease acting up?"

Ye Yiheng nodded.

It was his greed for her lips last night that had gone too far. His cold disease hadn’t acted up during breakfast, and when he thought he had gotten away with it, he was secretly pleased, but then the cold disease struck suddenly.

Leng Yu Yan took out some silver needles and pricked them into several points on his body.

Gradually, also due to taking Life-saving Pills beforehand, he felt some relief.

Seeing him recovering, Leng Yu Yan picked up the unfinished garment intending to continue sewing.

Just as she sat on the edge of the bed, her backside pained sharply, and she reflexively bounced up.

The person in question inquired lightly, without a change in expression, "Does your backside hurt?"

The Crown Prince, usually so dignified and extraordinarily handsome, spoke the word "backside" without the slightest blush.

Even though his voice was as cool and pure as jade, at this moment, it came from his thin lips, devilishly teasing.

Leng Yu Yan’s face turned red in an instant. Having pricked him with the silver needles, his cold ailment had eased a bit, but he began to talk nonsense again.

"Did you get a bruise? Let me have a look for you," Ye Yiheng offered, extending his hand from under the covers.

Falling onto the snowy ground should lessen the pain.

But it seemed she had fallen quite heavily, and the girl was somewhat delicate.

Leng Yu Yan’s cheeks immediately flushed with heat, as did the tips of her ears.

Having just finished inserting needles into him, she was seated close by at the side of his bed. Now as his hand reached out, it easily brushed against the hem of her skirt.

She quickly pressed down her skirt in a fluster, "There’s no need, no need to trouble yourself."

Ye Yiheng chuckled softly, retracting his hand back under the covers, "If you thought of me as merely a pine cone, you wouldn’t be so embarrassed."

After all, she had been sleeping carelessly the past few nights, and it was all because she saw him as nothing more than a pine cone. So, why shouldn’t he just say what she was thinking?

Hearing this, the heat on Leng Yu Yan’s face subsided slightly. Was he truly concerned if her bottom was injured?

Another glance at him, with his calm and composed expression, clear and undisturbed eyes, made her think perhaps she had read too much into it.

Besides, for a man to admit he was like a eunuch did strike at his pride. If he could say such a thing, his intentions must be good, right?

Although Leng Yu Yan thought this, she still took the unfinished clothes and fabric and sat down at the side of her bed.

This time she sat more carefully, so her bottom wasn’t as sore as when she had plopped down earlier.

Despite wondering if he was teasing her or genuinely caring for her, she had decided to accompany him in escaping and to seek her father’s help in Beilan City. This made their alliance even tighter than before.

With this in mind, she resumed sewing her clothes and began to speak, "Your cold disease often acts up, and after taking your pulse, I’ve found multiple toxins in your body, not just the cold poison, but others too."

"I’ve been trying to figure out a way to remove the toxins from your body for some time now, but so far to no avail."

In fact, she had been considering how to rid him of his poison ever since she gathered medicine for treating his eye ailment at Linqing Pavilion, albeit subconsciously.

Back then, their relationship was quite tense, and she wanted to escape him. But his cold disease and eye condition were unlike anything she had seen before. As a doctor facing a challenge, there was an underlying excitement.

But, faced with the thought of escaping him, she hesitated.

And so, she felt lost during that time.

Things were different now. He had protected Prince Zhenbei Mansion and returned to Beilan City, which exposed him to Ye Gaohun and Ye Zhenxian’s opportune attack.

Now that he had lost his position as Crown Prince and was being hunted down by the entirety of Tiancheng, her determination to do everything to cure his cold disease and eye condition strengthened, for the sake of his noble heart in protecting the mansion.

Upon hearing her words, Ye Yiheng replied indifferently, "It’s alright. Many famous doctors have seen me, and none could find a cure. I’m already used to it."

Leng Yu Yan insisted, "I don’t care how others have diagnosed you, just listen to me explain it slowly."

Seeing the seriousness in her expression, he nodded, wrapping himself in the blanket and sitting up to listen to her in detail.

Leng Yu Yan put down her needlework and spoke earnestly, "These toxins in your body are entwined and counterbalance each other. To some extent, they stabilize one another. To attempt a rash detoxification and break this balance could be life-threatening."

"Why would a rash detoxification be life-threatening?" he asked.

She explained, "I heard from Ji Qingyu that after you were both poisoned with the cold toxin, you were poisoned with other toxins as well. This made your situation different from his. Currently, there’s no antidote for the cold poison, and even if there were, you couldn’t just take it recklessly."

"If we knew just one of the other toxins in addition to the cold poison, we would need an antidote for that as well. If you were to take an antidote now, that specific poison would be cured. But, with the balance in your body disturbed, the other aggressive toxins would act up completely, and you would be dead."

At her words, Ye Yiheng suddenly laughed, "The people who poisoned me initially did so to take my life. But they never anticipated that not only would I not die, but their poisons would counteract each other."

He had always had Ling Lang identify the poisons to find out exactly what he had been poisoned with.

His initial plan was to cure each poison as it was identified, but now, hearing her perspective, he felt that Ling Lang’s failure to determine the poisons might actually be fortunate.

"Exactly!" Leng Yu Yan nodded, "The toxins within you have always been entangled, each unwilling to give in. There hasn’t been a use of poison to fight poison, but at least there has been a counterbalance."

Convinced by her analysis, he inquired, "What is your opinion then?"