On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 411 East Palace Master

Chapter 411: Chapter 411 East Palace Master

Li Yuyue shook his head with a light chuckle and then looked toward Ye Yiheng, "Brother-in-law, you should hurry and find the Emperor."

Ye Yiheng gave a nod, "Older sister’s husband, I’ll leave this place to you. Just make sure that this Ye Gaoyun doesn’t die too easily."

"I can’t, my hand is a bit itchy," Li Yuyue refused.

He had just heard that Ye Gaoyun had imprisoned Ye Jiu, and just that point alone had set him ablaze with rage!

Ye Yiheng pondered for a moment and said, "Then make your cuts swift."

Li Yuyue’s handsome brows furrowed, "Why? Do you have a concern for brotherly affection?"

If Ye Yiheng still harbored brotherly affection at this time, he wouldn’t let his sister marry him!

With a demeanor as light as clouds and as gentle as breeze, Ye Yiheng said, "If the cuts aren’t swift, too many wounds will make the human skin lantern look unpleasant."

Hearing this, Li Yuyue laughed heartily, "Don’t worry, my cuts are particularly beautiful."

Ye Gaoyun was terrified. The two men opposite him, who usually did not get along, were now referring to each other as brother-in-law and older sister’s husband...

Not only that, but they were also laughing and discussing how to slice him up.

Ye Yiheng gave Li Yuyue a nod, then left with his men to search for the Emperor.

Not a soul was to be seen in the Emperor’s bedroom palace, not even in any palace compound; Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows slightly narrowed as he waved his hand, "To the cold palace."

Mo Chen and others complied.

As expected, within a secluded hall of the cold palace, Ye Yiheng encountered the long unseen Emperor.

"Father Emperor is enjoying his time quite leisurely."

Ye Yiheng’s icy voice reached the bed.

At that moment, the Emperor was frolicking and laughing on the bed with two beauties, with two scantily clad women also laying at his feet.

Upon seeing Ye Yiheng, the Emperor kicked the women away from his feet, and his dull eyes suddenly lit up, "Ah Heng, you’re back?"

Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows raised slightly, "Father Emperor, when exactly do you wish to issue the decree to abolish the Crown Prince?"

"Ah Heng, you know the decree was indeed written by me?" the Emperor muttered, "Indeed, if you could find this place, then you already know. Why bother to ask?"

"Ah Heng, you have a cold disease of the eyes, you know that the Heir of Tiancheng cannot be a blind man. I originally planned to issue that decree after your grand wedding, but it was snatched away by Gao Jun."

Speaking, the Emperor walked barefoot down from the bed, "I am still the Emperor, I must return to court!"

"Father Emperor wrote the decree, I can’t interfere. But since the decree was not issued by you, I do have a question."

The Emperor awkwardly adjusted his clothes, "Ah Heng, go ahead."

Ye Yiheng calmly asked, "Am I still the East Palace Master?"

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to tell the Emperor at that moment that he could see; it was because, although Ye Gaoyun, who had attempted to assassinate him in the open, had been controlled, there were still many who had attempted to assassinate him in the shadows, and he had no definite evidence to capture them.

At this time, it was best for him to keep a low profile as much as possible.

The Emperor eagerly nodded, "Yes, yes, of course, you are the Crown Prince of Tiancheng! If the decree wasn’t issued by me, it naturally doesn’t count! Ah Heng, please take me out of the cold palace immediately; at tomorrow’s early court, I will personally uphold justice for you!"

Saying this, the Emperor hurried towards the door.

Ye Yiheng called out to him softly, "Father Emperor, tomorrow at the early court, please also grant your son’s marriage to Princess Beilan!"

The Emperor paused in his steps, realizing that this son must have returned with the support of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion. If he truly granted this marriage, then how much longer could he remain Emperor?

Supreme Emperor, he had no desire to become one!

"What, Father Emperor doesn’t agree?" Ye Yiheng’s voice became increasingly cold.

The Emperor curled his lips slightly, "Ah Heng, you also know that Father Emperor’s original intention was to wait until your grand marriage, then the position of Crown Prince would be given to another, after all, you cannot see, and you suffer from the cold disease. If you were truly granted a marriage, would you be willing to lose the position of Crown Prince so early, just for a woman?"

Ye Yiheng sneered in his heart. By now, he had seen through this old man.

This old man dreamt of immortality, to be the eternal Emperor.

In the old man’s eyes, all sons who wanted to be Emperor were his enemies. Therefore, he first went along with his wishes, "Father Emperor, in my heart, I fancy Princess Beilan, and all else is nothing to me."

Even if it was nothingness, like everything in front of him when he was blind, he still wanted it!

Only by obtaining the world could he protect her, and defend Prince Zhenbei Mansion and the Northern Garrison that she cherished!

Hearing this, the Emperor nodded in satisfaction, "Good, good, good, tomorrow I will make the announcement."

The Emperor walked a few steps forward and then suddenly stopped. Two beauties immediately approached; one helped him dress while the other helped him with his shoes.

Seizing the opportunity, the Emperor glanced sideways at Ye Yiheng, looking at the Sixth Prince who, as always, was covered with an eye veil, and raised an eyebrow.

Ye Gaoyun even dared to imprison his own father. If it hadn’t been for his refusal to write the Imperial Decree for succession, he would already be dead at the hands of the Third Prince.

Now, it seemed that the Crown Prince would still be the legitimate prince, and so the other Princes would have nothing to say.

Plus, with Ye Yiheng, the legitimate prince who was blind and sickly, he was the least likely to threaten his throne and life.

Thinking this, the Emperor smiled and asked, "Ah Heng, you have suffered from this palace coup, what do you want? Father Emperor will grant it."

Beneath the eye veil, Ye Yiheng’s phoenix eyes flashed a cold light, "I need nothing. However, whenever I think of Third Brother plotting against Father Emperor, my heart feels uneasy. Therefore, I request that Father Emperor hand Ye Gaoyun over for me to deal with."

"Hmm, you are a filial child," the Emperor nodded and patted Ye Yiheng’s arm, "Father Emperor is very comforted!"

With a hum, the Emperor left the cold palace’s side hall with several beauties.

Ye Yiheng glanced at the arm the Emperor had patted, frowning deeply. It was too filthy.

Seeing their Highness intending to remove his outer garment, Ruofeng stepped forward, "Your Highness, there are still many people to kill on our way out, and blood will splash. Your clothes will become dirty; please endure it for a bit longer!"

Outside the cold palace, a royal carriage waited for the Emperor.

Upon seeing the Emperor emerge, Eunuch Ye knelt on the ground trembling, "Your humble servant greets the Emperor!"

"You old thing have gotten quite fat!" the Emperor remarked, lifting his foot to kick him.

Kneeling on the ground, Eunuch Ye pressed his body tightly to the floor, "Your humble servant is terrified; I have been worrying about the Emperor day and night, unable to eat or drink. This is just stress-induced bloat!"

Leaning on Ruofeng’s arm, Ye Yiheng slowly approached, "Father Emperor is unaware that Eunuch Ye has worked tirelessly. It was he who proclaimed the Imperial Decree abolishing the Crown Prince, claiming he represented Father Emperor."

Upon hearing these words, the Emperor glared angrily, the murky power in his eyes resurfacing after a long absence.

"Someone, execute this old eunuch right here for me!"

Eunuch Ye cried out in horror, "Emperor, this servant has been loyal, the Abolished Crown Prince falsely accused me!"

The Emperor shouted angrily, "What Abolished Crown Prince? For this one sentence alone, you deserve to die ten thousand times over!"

Eunuch Ye, thinking of his wives and concubines kept outside the palace, drew his blade and charged at Ye Yiheng. If he could kill this man, the Third Prince would surely treat him generously, both him and his wives and concubines, as well as the children he had adopted.

Ye Yiheng remained impressively still, while Liu Yun and Yin Shuang stepped forward from behind, one to the left and one to the right, their swords drawn.

With two whooshing sounds, they slashed an ’X’ across Eunuch Ye’s neck.