On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 347: A Glimpse of Surprise

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: A Glimpse of Surprise

Mo Chen pondered, "We must go to Beilan City, but think about it, when we meet His Highness later, shouldn’t we report everything clearly?"

"What exactly happened to Liu Yun, Yin Shuang, and Ling Lang—His Highness would certainly want to know clearly. Our lives were given by His Highness, and though His Highness is cold-hearted towards everyone, we must ask ourselves, has he ever treated us that way?"

Song Guo burst into tears, "My life was given by His Highness. Today, many say that His Highness is sinister and cold-hearted, but I know despite his cold exterior, he has a fiery heart!"

Ruofeng also cried, "Everyone says His Highness is ruthless, but weren’t we all saved by His Highness when we were children?"

"If His Highness hadn’t been poisoned so much, he would surely be the most gentle person in the world!"

Ever since His Highness was poisoned, he changed his temperament.

Mo Chen clenched his fists, "Even if His Highness is utterly ruthless, he is the one we vow to follow to the death. In our hearts, he is the only one who gives us warmth. Even if everyone in the world turns against His Highness, I, Mo Chen, will definitely protect him!"

"The people from the Dark Guard Bureau cannot be allowed to die in ignorance, so I think we need to go to the scene and see for ourselves."

Hearing Mo Chen say this, Ruofeng nodded, "I’ll follow your lead!"

Mo Chen turned to Miao Zhu, who was still gnawing on dry rations, "You lead the way."

Miao Zhu wiped the tears from her face, "Alright."

Mo Chen quickly left the carriage, took down the conspicuous Eastern Palace sign from the vehicle, changed direction, and hurried along.

Originally, the Eastern Palace sign was to help lure the assassins away from His Highness.

Now, to uncover the truth, it was inappropriate to keep it hanging.

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On the ship, inside the cabin.

Leng Yu Yan helped him clean the smudges from the eyebrow pencil on his face, whispering, "There, it’s done."

Ye Yiheng straightened up upon hearing this and then lifted his eyelids.

Their eyes met, and she saw the indescribable brilliance in his eyes, as if the splendid mountains and rivers were all contained within them...

Those eyes, as deep as the sea and dazzlingly beautiful, stunned her with their unparalleled splendor.

She never knew a man’s eyes could be so attractive, seemingly able to effortlessly draw one in.

Compelled, she raised her hand to touch his eye.

Her wrist was suddenly gripped hard.

"What are you trying to do?"

"I..."

Leng Yu Yan found herself at a loss for words.

Blushing, she looked down and whispered softly, "I feel a bit uncomfortable. I’m going to get some air on the deck."

With those words, she broke free of his grip and fled.

It was evening now, and snow began to fall again. The weather was gloomy, and the temperature was dropping, leaving almost no one on the deck.

This made Leng Yu Yan feel somewhat more at ease.

However, the snow seemed particularly dense and heavy this year, as if it were recounting some great injustice in the world.

The mountains on both sides of the river were enveloped in silver, and the snow, driven by the north wind, whistled past, stinging her face but oddly making her feel better.

Then, a soft and tender voice came from behind her, "Sister, is that you?"

Leng Yu Yan turned around and saw it was the little girl, so she smiled and said, "Yes, it’s me. What’s your name?"

Jiang Rou blinked her large eyes, seemingly shocked by the stunning face she was seeing.

Seeing her staring, Leng Yu Yan squatted down, "What’s the matter? Is there something dirty on my face again?"

"Turns out, Sister’s face is as white as snow," Jiang Rou said softly, "Sister, you are not a big colorful cat!"

Chatting with the little girl felt healing, and the churning in her stomach eased a bit. Leng Yu Yan patted her on the head, "Why are you out here alone?"

He immediately touched her small hand, "Your hand is so cold, it’s snowing outside, you should quickly go back to your family."

Her hand was as cold as someone else’s.

Jiang Rou smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling brightly, extremely adorable, "My hand is cold because I was just playing in the snow. Sadly, no one played with me—it was so boring. Sister, will you play with me?"

"Isn’t your daddy playing with you?"

"Daddy is busy," Jiang Rou said, "Auntie is busy too."

"What about your mommy?"

Jiang Rou’s smile faded from her face, she blinked her eyes, her voice soft as a mosquito, "I don’t have a mommy."

Leng Yu Yan clenched the little girl’s hands, "I don’t have a mommy either."

Jiang Rou seemed to have discovered a terrible secret, surprised she said, "Really?"

Leng Yu Yan nodded, her mother had already passed away.

At that moment, a magnetic male voice came, "Little Rou’er, you must not run around on the deck; how many times have I told you?"

The voice carried a hint of anger.

Jiang Rou quickly hid behind Leng Yu Yan, clutching her clothes tightly.

Leng Yu Yan smiled and tilted her head, saying to her, "So you are called Little Rou’er."

Jiang Rou nodded and whispered in her ear, "My daddy is very fierce when he is angry. Just now, I sneaked out to play in the snow, he’s going to be mad."

Jiang Xuan saw his daughter with a young woman who was squatting down and whispering something to his daughter.

Worried that his darling daughter might be taken away by someone, Jiang Xuan sternly asked, "Who are you, and from which cabin?"

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan turned her head back, stood up and said, "Hello, I am..."

Before she could finish, Jiang Rou interrupted, "Daddy, she is the sister who treated my arm."

Jiang Xuan’s eyes were filled with astonishment, so surprised that he couldn’t even greet her properly.

Having been sailing since his teens and having seen countless women, he had never seen such a breathtaking woman!

Her face was exquisitely delicate, her eyes clear as water, and her skin was pale, seemingly emanating a faint glow. He momentarily could not connect her, in this moment, to her earlier flustered self.

Leng Yu Yan slightly nodded at Jiang Xuan as a greeting, then rubbed Jiang Rou’s head, "Little Rou’er, listen to daddy, sister is going back to her room now."

After saying this, she walked towards the cabin.

Jiang Rou called after her, "Sister, can we play together tomorrow?"

Leng Yu Yan turned her head and smiled, "Sure."

Little Rou’er’s smile was especially sweet, making it hard for her to refuse.

As she turned back...

Jiang Xuan caught a glimpse that was like a fleeting vision.

He stood there stunned, the retreating vision of her stunning and radiant profile gone in a flash, suddenly, he felt as if a fire had ignited in his chest.

Jiang Rou stepped forward and took Jiang Xuan’s hand, her voice soft, "Daddy, sister doesn’t have a mommy either."

Jiang Xuan muttered, "She doesn’t have a mommy either?"

"Yes, sister told me herself."

Jiang Xuan still stood there, his legs as heavy as if they were filled with lead, yet, the heart in his chest was beating fiercely.

Seeing her father not moving, Jiang Rou added, "Daddy, can I go play with sister tomorrow?"

Jiang Xuan snapped back to reality, looked down at his daughter, "Aren’t you going to play with your auntie?"

"Auntie is mean, I don’t want to play with her, she only lets me play by myself." Jiang Rou raised a little hand, "Just now, sister cared about me, saying my hands were cold, auntie wouldn’t care about me."

Despite his daughter’s young age, her judgment was incredibly accurate, Jiang Xuan suddenly smiled.