On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 399: Enhancing Relationships

Chapter 399: Chapter 399: Enhancing Relationships

Song Guo arrived at Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard with two bundles on his back.

One was Leng Yu Yan’s, and the other belonged to Miao Zhu.

Seeing him come over, Miao Zhu lifted the bundle from his shoulder and glared at him irritably, "What nonsense were you spouting in front of so many Masters just now?"

"I wasn’t spouting nonsense; it was all true," Song Guo said, smiling ingratiatingly at Leng Yu Yan.

He took a comb out of his bosom and placed it before Leng Yu Yan, "Commandery Princess, this is from His Highness for me to deliver to you."

Leng Yu Yan glanced at it and knew it was the comb made by a certain person. She spoke indifferently, "I don’t want it; take it back."

"Why?" Song Guo was very puzzled.

"Your Master previously said it was just for me to use, not really for me."

"Did he say that?"

"Mhm, why would I lie to you?" Leng Yu Yan smiled faintly, "Besides, I have returned home now, how many combs do I need?"

Song Guo put the comb back into his chest, murmuring, "That’s true. What was His Highness thinking, making such a fuss over this?"

It left him scratching his head, not understanding.

As Song Guo left, Miao Zhu, who had put away the bundles, came out and snorted, "His Highness is really stingy, making such a fuss about delivering a shoddy wooden comb."

Leng Yu Yan heard this and couldn’t help but smile. It seemed that neither Song Guo nor Miao Zhu understood the implication of a man giving a woman a comb.

"Miao Zhu, get my medicine box. Let’s organize it."

"Alright, I will take care of it right now."

Meanwhile, Song Guo had returned to the guesthouse.

"Your Highness, why did you send a wooden comb when you could send anything else?" He took out the wooden comb and placed it under Ye Yiheng’s eyes, "Let me go to the market now and buy you a jade comb."

Ye Yiheng’s eyes flickered slightly, "She didn’t accept it?"

"The Commandery Princess said the wooden comb was only lent to her temporarily by Your Highness, not given, so she couldn’t accept it."

"No need to buy a jade comb," Ye Yiheng took the wooden comb back and squeezed it.

Song Guo asked curiously, "Your Highness, where did this wooden comb come from?"

"I made it."

"Made by Your Highness personally?"

"Why, don’t you believe it?"

"I believe, of course, I believe."

"Get things organized, I need to make a trip."

Ye Yiheng placed the wooden comb into his sleeve pocket and walked out slowly.

Song Guo scratched his head, then heard a cleaning maid in the courtyard say, "Little eunuch, you don’t know, but a man giving a woman a comb – that carries deep meaning."

Song Guo walked up to the maid, seeking enlightenment, "What does it mean?"

"It means the man wishes for a lifelong commitment with the woman, to become husband and wife. You must read deeper into the act of giving a comb. Of course, it’s no wonder the little eunuch doesn’t know."

The maid shook her head, how could this little eunuch understand?

At that moment, in Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard.

Li Yuyue dismissed his attendants and asked in a low voice, "Sister, may I ask you something, and will you answer truthfully?"

Leng Yu Yan was arranging small trinkets on an antique shelf when she heard the seriousness in her brother’s voice. She turned around, "Please ask directly, Brother; it’s no trouble."

"When you returned with His Highness earlier, walking hand in hand, did you really fall in love with him?"

"Big brother, if you want me to answer this way, then I’ll speak frankly. No matter what, I’m going to marry His Highness eventually." She paused, then added, "Since we are going to be husband and wife in the future, it wouldn’t hurt to have our affections grow a bit, wouldn’t it?"

Li Yuyue furrowed his brows, "To grow affections, is holding hands necessary?"

Leng Yu Yan gave a slight smile, "It was just hand-holding, big brother, don’t be nervous. Besides, he was just afraid I’d fall in the snow."

If she and Ye Yiheng really became husband and wife, starting to nourish their feelings now couldn’t be wrong, could it?

Hearing her say this, Li Yuyue fell silent for a moment.

Leng Yu Yan asked with a smile, "I heard the Ninth Princess wrote a letter, the contents of which are half-truths, even saying that I’m dead. May I take a look at that letter?"

"Of course." Li Yuyue collected his thoughts and raised his hand, "Sister, come with big brother to the study room."

Leng Yu Yan put down the trinket in her hand and lifted her skirt to follow Li Yuyue out of the courtyard.

When Ye Yiheng came looking for Leng Yu Yan, he happened to miss her.

"Miao Zhu, where is your Commandery Princess?"

Just now, Miao Zhu and the other servants in the courtyard had been sent away by Li Yuyue, and now, none of them knew where Leng Yu Yan went, all shaking their heads, "Your Highness, we do not know."

Ye Yiheng pinched his sleeve pocket and quickly left Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard.

At this moment, Leng Yu Yan was in Li Yuyue’s study room.

Taking out three letters, Li Yuyue said solemnly, "The content of these letters is identical, and the handwriting indeed belongs to Ye Jiu."

Leng Yu Yan walked over to the desk and picked up the letters one by one, examining them, "The lip marks on these are rather novel."

In this era, it was rather bold of a woman to do such a thing.

Li Yuyue’s ears reddened imperceptibly, and he touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, "Sister, look at the contents of the letter."

"The letter says that Ah Ju likes big brother, which is indeed true," Leng Yu Yan said with another smile.

"You heartless creature," Li Yuyue chided. "Look at what Ye Jiu wrote at the bottom, saying you were accidentally killed by the Crown Prince. I don’t understand under what circumstances she wrote this or what her intention could be."

Li Yuyue couldn’t figure out what was the purpose of Ye Jiu writing such a thing.

If Ye Jiu had been kidnapped, she wasn’t a Prince vying for the throne; what could be the kidnapper’s purpose in taking her?

Or did the kidnapper think he had good feelings toward Ye Jiu and that, for her sake, he would march his troops to the capital city?

Leng Yu Yan’s eyes narrowed, and she said gravely, "Big brother, this part of the letter wasn’t written by Ah Ju."

"How come you address Ye Jiu as ’Ah Ju’?" Li Yuyue frowned. "How can you tell that part wasn’t written by her?"

"I have become friends with Ah Ju. Big brother, although the handwriting on the letter seems consistent, the writing towards the end has some stiffness to it, as if someone deliberately imitated it. More importantly, the ink of the larger section of text and the smaller section at the bottom wasn’t written at the same time."

As she spoke, Leng Yu Yan carefully smelled the ink fragrance, then smiled knowingly, "The ink at the top carries the delicate scent of a woman, while the ink at the bottom does not."

Li Yuyue’s eyebrows drew together as he took the letter and scrutinized it, "Do you mean to say that someone intentionally added that part afterward?"

"Exactly," Leng Yu Yan nodded. "Ah Ju must have sent someone to deliver the message to His Highness, but never expected that the messenger would be intercepted halfway. The villain seized the opportunity, looking to take the military power of Prince Zhenbei Mansion."

Hearing this, Li Yuyue had a revelation, and his entanglement about Ye Jiu magically lessened a bit.

Then a servant came to report, "Princely Heir, Commandery Princess, Gao Yuan and the others have returned!"

Leng Yu Yan quickly asked, "Have Mo Chen and the others returned as well?"

The servant announced joyously, "They have all returned together, Commandery Princess, they are currently in the front courtyard."

"Big brother, you go ahead to the front courtyard." Leng Yu Yan put down the letter and quickly walked out, "I will go inform His Highness."

The servant added, "Commandery Princess, someone else has already gone to notify the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan stopped in her tracks.

Li Yuyue shook his head and placed the three letters back into their spot, then slowly walked up to her, "Come to the front courtyard with your big brother."

Indeed, my little sister has grown up, not one to flicker, but why does she always think of that thick-faced one?