On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 429: Reality of Dreams

Chapter 429: Chapter 429: Reality of Dreams

He had never done such a thing with her, so why was he having such hallucinations?

Shaking his head again, the hallucination disappeared, but the image was etched into his brain, unable to be dismissed.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Leng Yu Yan caught her breath, and looking down, she saw the water was too clear, unsure if he had seen anything, her face flushed with heat in a moment.

She slowly moved her body over, pressed against the side of the tub, and then asked, "Why don’t you go to the room and wait for me to finish washing, and then I’ll detoxify you, okay?"

She had thought he would not agree and was bracing for him to argue, unexpectedly, he stood up and responded lightly, "Fine."

Leng Yu Yan was stunned for a moment, watching him leave the bathroom and close the door behind him, she finally felt slightly at ease.

Half a pot of tea’s time passed, and Leng Yu Yan, dressed in her nightgown, came to the bedroom. Ye Yiheng stood by the window, hands behind his back. Sensing her approach, he reached out to close the window to prevent the cold wind from entering.

Leng Yu Yan took a coat from the wardrobe to put on and took out silver needles to detoxify him.

Throughout the whole process, Ye Yiheng remained silent, eyes closed, forcing the poison blood out of his fingertips.

Leng Yu Yan watched him in hushed breaths, finding it strange and bewildering, he was so quiet, it was puzzling.

Today’s detox was finished, and Ye Yiheng pressed on his fingertips, "It’s getting late, you should rest."

No sooner had his voice faded than he pushed open the window, leaped out, and disappeared into the vast night.

This made Leng Yu Yan feel even more eerie.

Upon reflection, he had been probing her identity these past two days, perhaps that was the reason.

Not dwelling on it further, Leng Yu Yan closed the window and went to bed.

Back in the Eastern Palace, Ye Yiheng tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

When he finally did fall asleep, he plunged into a dream.

The hallucination he had seen in Leng Yu Yan’s bathroom materialized in his dream.

Ye Yiheng woke up abruptly...

His body was feverish, and not only that, the feeling was so vivid it seemed as though it had actually happened.

He took a cold shower for the first time in his life, which allowed him to finally calm down and fall asleep.

--

The next morning, Ye Jiu sat in his wheelchair, pushed by a palace maid, and arrived at Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard.

"Ah Yan, I have to temporarily return to the palace, this time there might be some disputes."

"Has the Tenth Princess arrived at the capital?" Leng Yu Yan asked.

"Yes, it’s said she’s already in the palace. The Emperor has commanded my return, and I must comply." Ye Jiu, noticing Li Yuyue was also present, added, "When the time comes, my younger sister will definitely quarrel with me, and I probably won’t be able to outtalk her."

Leng Yu Yan knew she had something to tell her older brother, so she played along and asked, "Why?"

"My younger sister has a husband, and I don’t." Ye Jiu sighed and then sneakily glanced at Li Yuyue.

Seeing Li Yuyue’s expressionless face, her joyful mood from the previous day immediately faltered significantly.

This was the way her heart wavered; a slight change in a man’s expression could make her happy for days; his lack of an expression could distress her deeply.

Leng Yu Yan quickly spoke up, "Ah Ju is eloquent, you won’t lose in a verbal fight, I believe in you."

Ye Jiu nodded, "Then I’m leaving."

Leng Yu Yan stood up, "I’ll walk you out."

Ye Jiu glanced once more at the unflappable Li Yuyue before whispering to Leng Yu Yan, "Ah Yan, I want the Princely Heir to send me off."

"You’re quite direct." Leng Yu Yan laughed, "Big brother, please see off the Ninth Princess."

Li Yuyue’s thin lips barely moved, "I don’t want to."

So shameless to stay for a few days, and now suddenly wanting to leave.

Leng Yu Yan reached out and pulled Li Yuyue’s arm, "We’re the hosts, and Ah Ju is the guest. As hosts, we should see off our guest."

Hearing this, Li Yuyue finally stood up, his long legs striding forward, "Let’s go."

Ye Jiu turned her head back towards Leng Yu Yan, giving her a thumbs up, then commanded the palace maid to push along quickly in her wheelchair.

Thirty minutes later, Leng Yu Yan held Yinhui for a walk.

The steward came over to report, "Commandery Princess, the Princely Heir has escorted the Ninth Princess back to the palace, so the Princely Heir will not be able to join the Commandery Princess for lunch."

"Alright, I understand." Leng Yu Yan nodded in acknowledgment.

She had only asked her elder brother to escort the person to the main entrance, not knowing what Ye Jiu said to her brother to actually persuade him to escort her back to the palace.

Amazing, Ah Ju!

Leng Yu Yan smiled and lifted Yinhui, teasing it, "What do you think, does Ah Ju suit my elder brother?"

Yinhui made a whining noise, and Miao Zhu stepped forward, "Commandery Princess, Yinhui is hungry."

"Then let’s feed the little one."

Leng Yu Yan put Yinhui back into her arms and started walking back to the courtyard.

--

In the palace, the Emperor held a family feast specifically to welcome the Tenth Princess and her husband.

All the princes and princesses in the capital attended, even the Princess Consort, who had not been seen for a long time, had been invited by the Emperor.

On seeing Ye Yiheng with an eye veil and gripping his cane tightly, the Princess Consort clenched her hand fiercely. Upon seeing him, she couldn’t help but remember her niece, Hu Sisi, who lost her life over a plate of pastries.

"For the sake of Princess Beilan, the Crown Prince has traveled back and forth multiple times between the capital city and Beilan City, such deep affection and righteousness indeed," the Princess Consort said coldly.

Ye Yiheng responded with a faint smile, "The Princess Consort flatters me."

The Princess Consort furrowed her brows, "Do you still remember my poor niece?"

Back then, both the Empress and Princess Heng Yuan thought her niece had taken a liking to Ji Qingyu, but only she knew that Sisi approached Ji Qingyu because it afforded her the opportunity to get closer to the Crown Prince.

And the Crown Prince was oblivious.

It was because that foolish girl had taken the Crown Prince to heart that she ate the pastries he had given her without any concerns, leading to her untimely death.

Years passed, and now the Crown Prince had a fiancée, while her poor niece lay alone and desolate beneath the ground.

If only the Crown Prince would die sooner, he could join her niece earlier in the afterlife.

Ye Yiheng’s voice was very cold, "What are you trying to say, Princess Consort?"

"The anniversary of Sisi’s death is in a few days. Don’t you feel guilty at all, Your Highness?"

"You should ask the person who poisoned her, not me," Ye Yiheng said as he stepped forward, leaning on Song Guo, to sit down in his seat.

The wrinkles between the Princess Consort’s brows deepened as she whispered a few words to the nanny beside her.

The nanny nodded continuously and soon departed.

Two hours later, at Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

After finishing her lunch and just as she was about to take a short rest, Leng Yu Yan heard a series of urgent footsteps and slowly opened her eyes.

The steward bowed and reported, "Commandery Princess, someone from the palace has come with a message for you."

"Is it someone sent by the Ninth Princess?"

The steward shook his head, "No, it’s not someone from the Ninth Princess."

Leng Yu Yan snickered inwardly, could it be that her elder brother had sent a message back? With this thought, she raised her hand, "Bring the person here."

The steward nodded and went to call the person.

Before long, the nanny was brought before Leng Yu Yan.

She bowed in respect, "Greetings to the Commandery Princess!"

"Rise."

Leng Yu Yan scrutinized the elderly nanny standing before her, her face round but with a glint of shrewdness in her eyes, clearly a cunning person.

The nanny nodded, stood up, and introduced herself, "I am the Princess Consort’s personal attendant. I am here today to relay a few words on behalf of the Princess Consort to the Commandery Princess."

"The Princess Consort?" Leng Yu Yan’s gaze lowered.

A Princess Consort resided within the palace but rarely saw visitors. With the Empress Dowager’s passing, had she actually come out?

Suddenly, Leng Yu Yan recalled an incident related to Ye Yiheng and Ji Qingyu, about the death of the Princess Consort’s niece due to a plate of pastries.

The nanny nodded, "Yes, the Princess Consort asked me to tell the Commandery Princess that prior to you, the Crown Prince had once cared for a lady, and that lady was the Princess Consort’s niece."