On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 422: Illusion of Jealousy

Chapter 422: Chapter 422: Illusion of Jealousy

Furthermore, based on his past attitude towards the Divine Doctor of Linqing Pavilion, with all that talk about taking down the Linqing Pavilion or killing if not able to cure...

She valued her life dearly and, recalling the previous misunderstandings between them, she truly lacked the courage to tell him that she herself was the Linqing Pavilion Master.

If she had told him, it would have impacted their deal and truly been a loss worse than any gain.

The current situation was just fine, so let it be as such.

That night,

before Leng Yu Yan went to bed, she glanced at the doorway but did not see him. Pretending to be casual, she asked Miao Zhu, "Did His Highness return to the Eastern Palace today?"

While tidying the bedding, Miao Zhu responded, "I suppose so."

"Suppose?"

"In the afternoon, I saw Song Guo accompany the Eastern Palace carriage to the Prince Mansion, probably bringing the Crown Prince and his luggage together."

"It’s good that he returned."

Leng Yu Yan snuggled deeper into her blankets.

Miao Zhu added, "It’s strange, His Highness the Crown Prince is leaving, you’d think he would at least say something, why didn’t he send someone to inform us?"

"Let him go," she paused, then Leng Yu Yan added, "He is the Crown Prince, naturally, he doesn’t have to report his actions to us."

Miao Zhu, being astute, observed something, "Is it because His Highness doesn’t know from whom the Commandery Princess learned, that you had an argument?"

"Paranoid man, let him think whatever he wants." Leng Yu Yan lay down, "Miao Zhu, snip the lamp for me, I’m going to sleep directly."

"Alright, Commandery Princess."

Miao Zhu took out scissors, removed the glass lampshade, and snipped the wick.

The room plunged into darkness, and Leng Yu Yan sighed quietly.

She had thought that he was slowly falling in love with her, but now it seemed that there was no possibility of emotion between them.

Those things she thought were his affections, were merely illusions.

Otherwise, why didn’t he speak to her before leaving the Prince Mansion to return to the Eastern Palace?

With this thought, she turned over, a bitter smile creeping onto her lips as she muttered to herself, "Some people who don’t like you still don’t let you go; you have to let go of yourself first."

Only then could their relationship be pure, allowing the emotionless trade to proceed smoothly.

Perhaps, as long as they never crossed the boundaries of feelings, their dealings could go on forever.

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The following day was the Empress Dowager’s funeral, and Li Yuyue represented the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, while Ye Jiu, despite her difficulty in walking as his granddaughter, was expected to attend the funeral.

As for Ye Yiheng, he was the Heir of Tiancheng, and naturally, such a significant event could not proceed without him.

Following Li Yuyue’s wishes, Leng Yu Yan agreed to stay well inside the mansion and go nowhere.

After the funeral, Li Yuyue returned to the mansion with Ye Jiu, and Leng Yu Yan, seeing that certain someone had not yet appeared, did not inquire.

Ye Jiu changed out of the mourning clothes and helped Leng Yu Yan practice walking.

The day quickly passed.

After a day, Leng Yu Yan thought that the Empress Dowager was, after all, Ye Yiheng’s imperial grandmother, and losing a relative like this must be hard for him. Both emotionally and logically, she should visit him.

Setting aside the unpleasantness of their last conversation, Leng Yu Yan prepared several dishes, packed them in a food container, and Xiaoshan drove while she personally delivered the food to the Eastern Palace.

Seeing Leng Yu Yan, the Eastern Palace gatekeeper respectfully greeted her but hesitated as if willing to speak yet stopping himself.

Knowing the way well, Leng Yu Yan headed towards his bedroom, and Xiaoshan whispered, "Commandery Princess, the gatekeeper seems to have something to say."

"I noticed," Leng Yu Yan suppressed the unease in her heart and continued walking.

Xiaoshan internally paced before finally stating, "Just now, after dropping off the Commandery Princess at the entrance of the Eastern Palace, I drove the horse carriage to the parking area of the Eastern Palace and noticed that, besides the Eastern Palace’s carriages, there was another carriage decorated differently; it must belong to someone else."

"Is there a nameplate?"

"Yes!" Xiaoshan scratched his head, recalling for a moment, "Zheng, the Zheng character."

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s heartbeat became erratic, thinking of someone who hadn’t paid attention to her for two days.

No matter what, she had to see for herself.

Thinking so, she quickened her pace.

Unexpectedly, before reaching the lake, she saw Ye Yiheng in the distance being supported by Song Guo, with a gracefully slender woman by his side.

That woman’s face was delicate as flowers, her lips moist as cherry blossoms. She wore a tender pink chiffon long dress with a gleaming belt tied around her waist, highlighting her slender figure.

Who could this woman be if not Zheng Liqi?

She was persuading Ye Yiheng about something, and the two of them appeared to be enjoying each other’s company.

Leng Yu Yan felt a sudden weight in her heart. She resolutely turned around and handed the food box she was holding to Xiaoshan: "Eat all these dishes yourself; we are going back to the Prince Mansion."

Xiaoshan, carrying the food box, looked at Ye Yiheng and Zheng Liqi with a complex expression, then hurriedly followed Leng Yu Yan.

The gatekeeper, seeing Leng Yu Yan leaving so quickly, was surprised and said, "Commandery Princess, didn’t you see His Highness?"

Leng Yu Yan glanced at him, slightly moved her lips, but said nothing, only quickened her pace.

The gatekeeper thought this was not good and hurriedly ran inside.

Once in the carriage, Leng Yu Yan commanded, "Xiaoshan, do your best; don’t make me regret rescuing you."

"I understand!" Xiaoshan nodded, "Commandery Princess, please hold on tightly!"

The Commandery Princess obviously didn’t want to meet the Crown Prince nor did she want the Crown Prince’s men to catch up with their carriage.

With a flick of the whip, the carriage of Prince Zhenbei Mansion shot out like an arrow released from its bow.

Leng Yu Yan stared with her eyes wide open, gazing upward at the ceiling of the carriage, tears uncontrollably welled up.

No, it was the carriage’s speed. It was so fast that it brought tears to her eyes, scattering them out of her eye sockets.

Inside the Eastern Palace, the gatekeeper, running out of breath, approached Ye Yiheng and out of breath said, "Your Highness, just now..."

He swallowed his dry throat, not finishing his words, and heard Zheng Liqi say, "This gatekeeper really doesn’t know the rules. Can’t you see His Highness was in the middle of a conversation with me? How can you interrupt?"

Song Guo pulled the gatekeeper aside, "What’s the rush? What happened?"

The gatekeeper then calmed down, "Mr. Song, the Commandery Princess just came and left in a hurry. Something didn’t seem right, so I ran in to report. By now, the Commandery Princess’s carriage has probably left the Eastern Palace."

"Ah!" Song Guo glanced at his master and then at Zheng Liqi.

What was going on here!

Miss Zheng of the Zheng Family, on a day she chose to visit, was unfortunately seen by the Commandery Princess. Could the Commandery Princess be jealous?

At this moment, Miss Zheng did not seem ready to leave. How was he supposed to handle this?

Considering this, Song Guo said, "Your Highness, please allow me to chase after the Commandery Princess. As for here..."

Zheng Liqi covered her lips and chuckled lightly, "Princess Beilan, such a distinguished Princess of Zhenbei, seeing me beside the lake with His Highness, reacts so temperamentally. If she officially enters the Eastern Palace as a bride in the future, where will her temper end up? In my view, the Commandery Princess wouldn’t be temperamental; she must have remembered some urgent matter, and that’s why she left."

Her tone was soft and charming, and she smiled very brightly.

Song Guo was dumbfounded. Miss Zheng’s approach was indeed high level; she directly pointed out the Commandery Princess’s temper, then immediately contradicted herself, showing her generosity and understanding of situations.

"Miss Zheng, no need to see you out!" Ye Yiheng spoke coldly, "I’ll repeat myself, do not come to the Eastern Palace again in the future!"

Zheng Liqi stared incredulously at the man before her, "Your Highness, weren’t we having a nice conversation today?"

Ye Yiheng’s voice turned colder, "Were it not for your claim of having a dying message from the Imperial Grandmother, do you think I would have let you stay to talk?"